Possible trigger warning!
She ran to her room. What the flying fuck? That creepo just licked her! And insisted that she was seducing him! What the hell? She went to the bathroom and scrubbed her face raw. He fucking licked her! She went to bed shortly after and cried and cried. What he did. It triggered so many awful memories. She cried herself to sleep. She had nightmares all night. Aside from one good dream. Her rescuer came for her.
Alastor was mortified and ashamed of himself. He thought– no knew– she was casting a spell on him, but it turned out she wasn't. Her aura was all there is. He sent his shadow to chase after her. He watched her scrub her cheek of him which for whatever reason panged his heart. What hurt him more were the tears and the nightmares that fell on her after she fell asleep. He went to his radio tower to think.
He never knew why but after tonight he discovered why he always let his guard down around her. Her aura calmed people and drew them to her. Is that why he warmed up to her so quickly? What was this feeling? Why did she affect him so? There was only one person he could talk to.
After twenty minutes of knocking and Alastor being a nuisance at the bar, Husker finally awoke. "We need to talk. Now." He left no room for argument.
"What the fuck do you want?" Husker was having a goodish dream for once. What did this crimson fuckface want?
"It's about Selena…." Alastor quickly filled Husker in on the night's events.
"You did what?" Husk was pissed. He was so mad, he slapped Alastor. "That is for Selena, you asswipe! How could you do that after the discussion we had!" Alastor's static came to the forefront and his eyes turned to radio dials. "You don't actually value her, do you?" Alastor stayed silent. "If you did, you never would have done that!"
"Actually, Husker, that's why I came to you. I couldn't control myself. I just wanted to touch her."
"But you licked her, you dumbass! That's not touching her. Plus that's fucking creepy. What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
"I don't know! Husker, I'm here for help!" Husk sighed and watched as Alastor slammed his head on the bar.
"Well firstly, next time a girl is crying and you wanna be sweet or to touch her instead of digging your nails in her shoulder and licking her, "his voice got louder at the last part. It caused Alastor's ear's to twitch. "Try wiping away the tear."
"I would, but it always makes me uncomfortable, but with her, it's a thousand times worse. Why does she do this to me?"
Now Husker had just about enough. "Have you thought that you might be in love with her? And display it the same as a six year old child?"
Alastor laughed loudly in his face. "Love? Hahahaha!" he almost fell out of the barstool from laughing so hard. "I'm not capable of such things. Love is for the weak. And for someone to think I'm capable is naive."
Husker shrugged. "Suit yourself. Now unless you wanna drink, get the fuck out." With that Alastor vanished to contemplate what he was just told. Could Husker actually be right?
Husk, himself, grew tired of Alastor and his treatment to perhaps one of the most powerful and caring demons in Hell.
Selena woke up choking on a scream. That was the third nightmare tonight. After the first dream they all got darker and darker. She got up and walked to Angel's room. She knocked. Angel clattered his way to the door and gazed sleepily at Selena after he opened it. "Hey, Foxy, what's up?"
"Can I come in?" She brushed her way past Angel regardless of his answer and plopped herself on his bed.
"Looks like I ain't got a choice, huh?" He closed the door and sat next to her. "Damn, hun, you look a mess."
She started bawling. "I'm having nightmares again. Please just let me stay here with you.
"Okay." After his response, Selena started spilling her guts about the trigger for her nightmares. "That sunovabitch! I'mma kill him!"
"Please just stay with me until I fall asleep." Soon after she was passed out on the edge of his bed.
He walked down the stairs to find Husk awake at the bar. "So, handsome, watcha doin' up at this hour?" He walked to the bar and motioned for his usual drink.
"Alastor woke me. What are you doing down here?" Husker made Angel's drink and placed it in front of him. Then he took a swig of his own booze.
"Why'd he do that? Actually if I see the punk, I'mma murda' him. He hurt Selena." Angel's face scrunched with anger.
"Same here. He told me his side. Can you tell me hers?" Angel filled him in on what he knew. "Surprisingly, their stories match to a tee."
"Whaddya say to 'im." Husker relayed the conversation. Angel laughed. "I'm glad ya told it to 'im straight. Maybe he'll realize that he isn't immune. I mean. Come on. Why else would he be such an awkward pain in the ass?"
"Seriously." The two of them secretly and separately decided that they would make Al realize it one way or another.