Angel was down right confused, he had only stepped out for five minutes to have a quick word with Charlie only to be turned away by her protective girlfriend. She was in a meeting with Alastor. He knew that he locked his door before he left and that everyone else was far enough away from his space that in the short time span there was no way any one had the time to go into his room without him catching them on the way out. Angel glared and growled at the offending object placed on his dressing table, now normally a gesture such as this would have been well received in the past considering it was usually at the studio and in the shared dressing room so there was always a chance that one of the girls had caught sight of who had placed it on Angels station. This was different, it was his private room that he locked and had been so sure that no one else was on the same floor as him at the moment. Yet in a pristine white and blue vase sat a beautiful array of flowers: twelve perfect lavender roses, belladonna lilies, ranunculus, yellow acacia, babies breath and leather leaf fern all perfectly arranged in a breathtaking fashion. Angel knew the message those flowers were meaning to send. Long ago when he had still been alive his mother would take him out to the garden and tell him all about the flowers she grew there, he knew them all by name and could easily recite the different meanings they conveyed. He reached out and tenderly caressed a rose petal, while the fact that someone had snuck in undetected and left this here annoyed him greatly he was still touched by it. "Lavender roses for love at first sight, belladonna lilies I dream of you, ranunculus I'm dazzled by your charms, yellow acacia a secret love, babies breath everlasting love and finally the leather leaf fern I promise to be true. Well who ever the fella is he definitely knows how to treat a guy right." Angel sighed to himself, now all he had to do was figure out who the reluctant Romeo was.

He noticed a card sticking out from the blooms and gingerly plucked it out turning it over to read the elegant scroll on the other side. 'One day, I caught myself smiling without a reason, then I realized that I was thinking of you. Love eternally Your Secret Admirer' Simple and to the point, Angel felt his face grow hot and a smile crept on his face replacing the scowl and glare that had been plastered there before. It had been a few decades since he had such a genuine person seeking his affections, the last guy he had been seeing was quickly scared away by Val who was afraid that Angels new Beau would convince him to give up his job. Last Angel had heard Cyrus was unfortunately a casualty from one of the exterminations about twenty years back, he was a sweet guy but he had ultimately shattered Angels heart causing him to swear off dating. A short fling with no strings attached was all he ever wanted anymore, he feared being burned again if he let another too close to him. Fuck he needed a drink and bad, he briefly wondered if it was an old fan who was now living at the hotel and had decided to stay there just to get closer to the pornstar. The thought had disappointed him greatly as his heart was slowly being given away to someone else, Angel would never seriously act on his feelings but the odd flirt here or there was better than getting fully attached to the man. Angel was forbidden to get close enough to some other demon after all mating and marriage bonds overrode any and all other contracts that had been made down in Hell. He prayed that one day he could be set free by another man who loved him for who he was, unfortunately Val would never allow it putting a stop to any flames before they even started usually by less than gentle ways.

Despite all of that hope was provided to the spider demon almost six months ago when the Radio Demon walked through the doors of the hotel, maybe if Angel could get him to fall in love with him then he could finally get rid of his abusive pimp. Over time the feelings he wanted to avoid since the loss of Cyrus were beginning to well up in him once again, this scared Angel but thrilled him at the same time. After all if what Vaggie said about the guy was true and that he was vastly powerful then he could consider the contract as good as null and void! What he failed to count mon was the Deer's aversion to anything even remotely sexual often pushing him citing the five foot rule or plain old leaving the general vicinity in a hurry, angel had changed tactics about halfway through and started to do things much more tamely than he normally would have. Soon he found Alastor warming up to him and the two being able to enjoy quiet evenings together just listening to music from the old days and sharing stories from when they had been alive. Alastors smile became much more sincere almost wistful and less menacing while the spoke, this threw Angel off guard the first time that he saw it it was beautiful. Angel stopped his thoughts the hair on the back of his neck standing on end realizing he was not alone in the room, he looked to Fat Nuggets bed and saw the pig fast asleep on his bed so it wasn't him. He continued to look through out the room before catching a shadow pass through the wall, one of Alastors shadows. In that moment it all seemed to click and Angel remembered one of his early conversations with his new found companion.

Flashback*

The fire crackled as Angel sat on the sofa next to Alastor enjoying a cocktail with the man and swapping stories about their childhoods, he had soon learned that like him he adored his mother putting her high up on a pedestal and that her kind hearted nature placed her in Heaven. "I got one for ya Smiles, growing up in New York my mother had the most impressive garden among the mob families, she used to take me out there while pops and Niss were out dealing with deals and tell me all about the flowers she planted. Did ya know there is a whole language surrounding the simple plants, you can give flowers to say any thing from I mourn your loss to I love you." Angel softly spoke looking into his glass. "I loved it there, it became my safe haven when things got rough at home especially after Ma died. Molly and I took care of it after she couldn't anymore, there were times I wished it had been Dad who had died and not her. I could have gotten out of that life, i could have done what I really wanted to." A few rogue tears slipped from his eyes and fell onto his drink, his grip tightening on the tumbler almost enough to crack it. Alastor raised an eyebrow at this and briefly wondered what it was the pornstar had wanted to do in his life before he died, he had always thought the spider demon was happy with his career. In that moment he began seeing Angel for who he really was and not the persona he forced upon the world, yes while Angel still loved his more sensual nature it wasn't all there was to the man.

End Flashback*

Many more nights had carried on like that and his encounter with Alastor on that particular evening was all but forgotten about in Angels mind. Now it was brought to the forefront and the answer became glaringly obvious, Alastor had been the one to send the flowers. The answer surprised Angel, after all Alastor gave no prior indication that he had any sort of feelings for him beyond friendship. Angel smiled and pulled out a piece of paper, two could play at this game.