[Husk would be lying if he hadn't thought about it. After all, the whole point of Angel being here was to get him redeemed and sent back to Heaven. Hell, Angel is the reason Husk thinks it's even possible- that a soul can change and do better because he has been doing so much better. Angel has been coming on leaps and bounds since they arrived in this stupid fuckin' passion project of Charlie's. Husk has been glad to see it- he's encouraged it.
As time has gone on, Husk has felt an unsettling ache in his chest. He has no delusions that he would ever be redeemed and get to Heaven. He's trodden a dark and nasty road- especially as an Overlord. He's pretty sure he's stuck here. He can work out the math there. It means one day Angel will get up to Heaven and he'll just be here. Stuck with Alastor. Forever. It's a miserable thought, really- but he tries to push it to the back of his mind whenever it rears its ugly head. Angel deserves to get out of here and have a fuckin' shot at happiness. He can't let his own feelings on the matter muddy those waters.
So, here he stays. Encouraging Angel on the path he's on so he can get out of the literal Hellhole. His own feelings on the matter be damned.
Honestly, even if Angel was in the mood, Husk would likely turn him down- at least tonight. They got time. Probably. Curling up under the covers and cuddling up honestly sounds... so much nicer than he's used to. Something nicer than he's had in a damn long time. He doesn't mind the hand-holding and makes no move to break the contact as he walks with Angel towards the spider-demon's room. He doesn't even pick up a bottle of booze to take with him. ]
You keep telling yourself that. [His tone is definitely teasing, no venom.] Maybe one day I might believe it.
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As time has gone on, Husk has felt an unsettling ache in his chest. He has no delusions that he would ever be redeemed and get to Heaven. He's trodden a dark and nasty road- especially as an Overlord. He's pretty sure he's stuck here. He can work out the math there. It means one day Angel will get up to Heaven and he'll just be here. Stuck with Alastor. Forever. It's a miserable thought, really- but he tries to push it to the back of his mind whenever it rears its ugly head. Angel deserves to get out of here and have a fuckin' shot at happiness. He can't let his own feelings on the matter muddy those waters.
So, here he stays. Encouraging Angel on the path he's on so he can get out of the literal Hellhole. His own feelings on the matter be damned.
Honestly, even if Angel was in the mood, Husk would likely turn him down- at least tonight. They got time. Probably. Curling up under the covers and cuddling up honestly sounds... so much nicer than he's used to. Something nicer than he's had in a damn long time. He doesn't mind the hand-holding and makes no move to break the contact as he walks with Angel towards the spider-demon's room. He doesn't even pick up a bottle of booze to take with him. ]
You keep telling yourself that. [His tone is definitely teasing, no venom.] Maybe one day I might believe it.