《Helluva Harem》It's Safe Now
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You shot up awake. It took you a moment to realize what had happened. Looking next you Angel Dust is fast asleep, a soft smile on his face. You kissed him on the cheek and got up from the bed, stretching out your arms.
As you walked into the kitchen you can see Cherri Bomb taking a nap and Katie Killjoy watching TV. You looked out your window and see that the storm has let up a little bit. The sky turning slightly red again.
Y/n: Hey Killjoy, how much time do you think we have left for the storm?
Katie: Originally it was supposed to last a whole day, but seeing as the sky is turning red again, it'll probably be safe to go out again in 14 minutes.
Y/n: Good to know.
You then grabbed your phone and checked the your messages. Multiple text from everyone plagued your phone, all with mixed sort of emotions, from shock, to joy. You read all the messages, it all explains why you have so many text. Someone managed to record you saving Katie Killjoy and fighting off all the hell spawn. You don't even know how it managed to go viral overnight but everyone is losing there shit.
You texted the group chat.
Y/n:
The group then erupts in messages from everyone. Asking you if your ok and if you need any sort of medical attention.
Y/n:
Loona:
Y/n:
Loona:
Y/n:
Octavia:
Y/n:
Stella:
Y/n:
Octavia:
Y/n:
Millie:
Y/n:
Loona:
You set your phone back down, thinking about what would happen if you became an overlord of hell. Although the status has peaked your interest, and you having the capabilities to backup your title, it just doesn't seem right for you. Then again, nothing is ever right for anyone in hell.
You went to the kitchen and grabbed an unlabeled bottle of booze, chugging it. Katie Killjoy then gets up from the couch and grabs the Bootle of booze from your hand, Trying to get you mad. You ignored the gesture and grabbed another bottle and started sipping. You went to the bathroom, booze in hand, and took a shower. The cold water relaxes your muscles and takes away all your stress. You bathed yourself for a solid 30 minutes, letting the water run.
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Angel: Hey, mind if I join.
Y/n: Go ahead, careful though. Waters cold
Angel Dust takes his clothes off and sets them in a pile. He steps in and flinches in shock of the cold water but slowly relaxes.
Angel: I still don't know how you can even take cold showers.
Y/n: They have some health benefits, and besides. The cold just feels so nice.
Angel: Health benefits my ass, c'mon put on the hot water.
You turned the knob letting the water slowly heat up. Angel Dust sighs in relief.
Angel: Thank you, feels much better.
Y/n: No problem. Hey can you get my back, I can't reach this one spot.
Angel:[Grinning] You just want to feel my hands on your back.
Y/n: Ha ha yeah, you got some good hand work, but not in that way, well I mean... You know what I mean.
Angel:[Scrubbing your back] I do... You know Y/n, I like what we have... It feels... Genuine.
Y/n: What do you mean?
Angel: I don't know it's just... I love you Y/n, and you know that, but I love as in like. I want to see a future with you. Nothing like a quick fuck and I get paid. You never demand me for anything, you ask how I am once awhile, you even know all my favorite ways to tie up ropes. That's something special. At first we were just friends, then friends with benefits, but I want to be more than that.
Y/n: So what your saying is....
Angel: I want in on that little relationship you have. I want to call you my boyfriend, and you the same.
You the turned around and faced Angel Dust, you then hug him. He starts crying, years of abuse and emotional deprivation finally catching up to him.
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Y/n: I love you to Angel. You're an amazing person, and having you as a boyfriend would be an honor.
Angel: Oh shut up and kiss me.
You and angel kissed, it was slow and passionate. The raw emotions Angel Dust had for you finally showing, and you shared your feelings back. None of you bothered to grab any of your privates, only wanting to enjoy each other's company without the sex.
Y/n: Hey let's finish up, I've already used up a lot of water
Angel: Fine... I need to go soon anyways.
Y/n: To that hotel?
Angel: You guessed it.
Y/n: Text me the address, I wanna visit it later.
Angel: Oh no you're becoming one of those fan stalkers. [Angel laughs]
Y/n: Or maybe I'm just looking out for you, who knows.
Angel: Yeah, who knows.
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