Froot’s Hazbin College!

“What?? I was studying” Vox scowled, his arms crossing while he looked down towards his much shorter roommate. Who was holding a pair of pants. Hey, that kind of looked like his pants-

He wasn’t able to finish that thought before the pants were chucked at his face, causing him to stumble back

“For god’s sake you own a laundry basket!” Velvette snapped, her nose scrunching “want to know where I found that? Not the laundry! Or even in your room! If you two can’t keep your fuckin pants on while you’re sucking face on the couch at least bring a fucking hamper out here! I don’t want your crusty over used, under washed, jizz covered pants on the fucking floor!” Her voice only rose in volume the longer she ranted, taking a much needed gulp of air after she stopped, but otherwise looking completely composed.

“Ooooh, you’re in trouble~” Val purred towards Vox, wiggling his fingers at him. But the vocalization merely got hazel eyes snapped towards him. And he immediately shut his mouth

“And. You.” Vel growled, pointing an accusatory finger at the much too tall man “just because you leave less piss stained clothes behind doesn’t mean you’re off the hook!” She narrowed her eyes. Before pointing towards the kitchen “you need to wash your fucking dishes! Just because I’m the only one who knows how to be reasonably clean in this house does not mean I’m your fucking housewife. Every time I see a fucking three day old plate in that sink you dumped in from your room, I will break one of your precious decorative weapons and put the broken fucking plastic in your lube” she sneered. A low satisfaction warming her chest at the way Val’s eyes widened. Her threats were never empty. She would do it.

“Now that we have that out of the way” she says, taking a calming breath “next time you both decided to have a bang sesh. Either do it when I’m out. Or do it quietly. I don’t need to hear Val moaning for his daddy at three AM when I’m studying for an exam. Next time I hear it, I’m recording and posting it” she gave a patronizing grin after she finished speaking, crossing her arms over her chest “any questions?”

“Uh, yeah. How come you get to make all the rules. You aren’t the landlord” Vox scoffed, waving Velvette off “I pay my portion of rent I should be able to leave my pants where I fucking want”

Velvette’s eye twitched. She could not stand living with these two idiots. She clasped her hands together in front of her “okay! Guess I’ll start rubbing my bare ass all over your bed and leaving my dirty fucking tampons on the floor. How does that sound smartass?”

“Gross! What the fuck Vel!” Valentino piped up this time, scrunching his nose

“Yeah, that’s not the same. Keep your gross girl shit to yourself” Vox huffed, rolling his eyes

“I swear to god I’m going to shit in your fucking coffee” Vel could feel her very limited patience growing thinner, her glare narrowing towards Vox “I’m going to say this in a very simple way” she started, folding her hands together and taking a step closer to Vox “next time I find any of your clothes out of your room. I’m burning them. And then bringing the ashes back here and rubbing it in your fuckin eyes” she took another breath, pinching the bridge if her nose “god why did I agree to room with two fucking dudes you both are so disgusting” she muttered to herself.

She spun around on her heel before either could say anything, throwing a hand up “I’m going out! Your boy toy Angel posted on his insta about a party tonight. I expect the place to be fucking clean when I’m back, later fuckers!” She threw up a middle finger for good measure, slamming the door closed behind her

The two boys were left standing in the living room, glancing at each other before towards whatever mess might be around the living space

“…. We should probably do what she says” Vox piped up

He checked his appearance in the bathroom mirror, fixing his hair a bit back into place before leaving to go back to his table.

However when he got back into view he paused, eyebrows furrowing a bit at the picture in front of him. Some guy was leaning over the table he had just been at, talking at Rosie with a smug look.

The vibe this dude was giving off made his nose wrinkle, he could spot an ass from a mile away. Rosie of course was humoring him just enough to not be rude, ever the picture perfect host she was. He could easily catch her tells though, she was beyond uncomfortable with this guy presumably hitting on her.

Her eyes glanced over and caught sight of Alastor, her smile straining a bit to show her discomfort to him. Her fingers tucked neatly onto her lap twitched a little, a small movement indicating she wanted him to come over to her.

So of course he did, plastering on his best relaxed smile and sauntering back over to the table that had been hijacked

“Alastor! What a surprise to see you here!” Rosie suddenly spoke, standing up from her spot, nudging past the dude heckling her. She slipped easily into the spot next to him, and looped her elbow in place around his, giving his arm a little squeeze. Asking for him to play along “I was just talking to this lovely gentleman, he was inviting me out to dinner tonight. I do believe we already have plans though, dear. Don’t we?” She prompted, leaning over to press a kiss to his cheek.

Alastor’s brain short circuited for all of two seconds. His composure only momentarily lost, before easily putting his front back up and smiling fondly at his friend. Easily keeping the cringe inside his body he had at the kiss “of course! I believe we’re going to see a movie. And then dinner after that? Sorry, but she’ll have to decline your offer” he spoke, directing the last sentence to the intruder in front of them

He didn’t look that intimidating next to Rosie, as they were nearly the same height. However the guy in front of him was a good few inches shorter, and he easily used that to his advantage. Tilting his chin up just slightly so he had to look down at the pest a little more. His schooled expression giving a slightly wider smile, enough to be unsettling. And it did its job, the guy looking visibly uncomfortable

“This your boyfriend or somthin’?” He asked rather rudely, gesturing a sloppily pointed finger towards Alastor.

“He is indeed! It just slipped my mind not to mention him in our previous conversations. You know how it is when you’ve been with someone a long time, occasionally you just forget other’s don’t know!” Her voice remained polite and patient throughout her words, as it usually did. But she was tense against him. He could assume this man has been a consistent problem if its got her out of sorts. So who was he to not play along.

“I think we should probably be off now anyway. We don’t want to forget to grab a snack and a drink for our movie” Alastor had spoken before the guy in front of him had the chance “pleasure to meet you! Maybe I’ll see you again and we can chat longer” he hummed, turning to place his own small kiss onto Rosie’s cheek. Before gently tugging her along to head towards the exit. He didn’t want to keep up this charade any longer than he had to. However the annoyed grumbling behind him did amuse him a little.

Once they were far enough from the building to not chance the same guy seeing them again Rosie pulled her arm from Alastor’s grip, and let out a long sigh “I apologize. He has been a thorn in my side too many times now, and doesn’t seem to know how to take a no unless I’m already claimed by someone” she said, emphasizing her annoyance with an eye roll “really, how hard is it to understand I don’t want to go on a date simply because you aren’t my type” she huffed, before shifting her attention back to her friend, and smiling, clasping her hands together “you did lovely though! And I appreciate you playing along”

Alastor simply gave a shrug “if it gets him off your back I don’t mind. I don’t plan on making a habit out of it though” he said, scrunching his nose a bit. He didn’t like public affection at all, he didn’t want to be touching anyone ever with a public audience “how about next time he bothers you I knock a few of his teeth out” he grinned. Anyone else would have taken that as a fake offer. But Rosie knew better, he absolutely would.

She shook her head with a little exasperated laugh “no, you know I don’t like you fighting. I’m sure I can handle it the next time he comes around again. Hopefully that little show will keep his sights off me for a bit” she smiled, nudging Alastor with her elbow “could I persuade you into turning that movie date idea into something real? I’ve been dying to go to the theater again” her tone was a tad teasing, but in the loving way he knew.

He gave a contemplative hum, tapping his chin with a finger “I suppose I’d be okay with seeing something, but you have to pay” he shot back. And Rosie gave a little laugh, nodding. That was him bluffing, she knew he was far too much of a gentleman to ever make her pay. She would of course if given the option. But he liked to buy her things. One of the few ways he could expression his appreciation for her.

“Tough day?” Husk broke him out of his thoughts, mixing together a drink of unknown alcohols

“Don’t get me started” Angel huffed, putting a hand up “might as well just shoot me now. That’s my day” he gave a roll of his eyes, before settling them back on the bar tender

“Hm. Drinking might not be the way to fix it” he chided, sliding the drink across the counter, Angel easily snatching it up after

His eyebrows rose at the taste “woah this is good. What’s in it?”

“Secret mix, but it’s got enough alcohol in it to get you where you want” Husk answered, giving a slight amused smile, before it fell back into his usual frown. He doesn’t see him smile much

“As long as it’s strong I’m happy with it” he hummed, sipping at his drink, tapping his free hand on the counter.

After a few more minutes of drinking he could definitely feel the alcohol starting to fuzz out the edges of his mind, giving him a comfortable buzz

“You know Val started this whole like. Open relationship bullshit. Like, I’m all about being with whoever you want. But like he coulda at least talked about it a bit more first” Angel spoke, his nose scrunching a bit. He’s not sure when he started talking about his boyfriend. He’s definitely brought him up to Husk before. And the alcohol in his system got rid of any guilt he felt for complaining about his partner

“Sounds like a real piece of work” Husk offered half heartedly, only seeming to be partially paying attention

“I swear he’s always either doing his OnlyFans shit or playing dumb games with his roommates. Like don’t get me wrong, they’re fine. But could you possibly spend any more time with the same two people?” He slumped forward, taking another too big gulp of his drink, stinging his throat due to the size “and he’s always asking me to participate in his videos. Like maybe I just came over to cuddle or something, ever thought of that dickhead?” He enjoyed his relationship. It was just a lot of one sided work sometimes

Husk turned from what he was doing, focusing back on Angel “look, I don’t know your relationship, obviously” he started, tossing a hand up vaguely “but sounds to me like you aren’t liking this relationship. Maybe give it some thought that this guy isn’t your guy” he raised his eyebrows slightly, leveling a look towards Angel, trying to get his words to stick.

They only sort of did, Angel having gotten slightly distracted in his half drunk state. But enough of the words did seem to register “what? No, I’m not looking to dump Val. Yeah I like to bitch about him, but that’s all relationships” he said with a dismissive wave of his hand “he loves me, he just gets busy with all his, uh, stuff” he had a tough time thinking of all the things that kept Val busy. Why was he always away? He was always a touch disappointed when time wasn’t made for him.

“Not my place to say otherwise” Husk shrugged, he wasn’t here to give advice, just serve drinks “the bar closes in ten, though. Better get yourself situated”

Angel frowned a little at the reminder of the time. Had it really been that long already? He was having a nice time hanging out with Husk.

Maybe it was the alcohol urging him to stick around the other longer, something in him wanted to be around the shorter man. He wasn’t a stranger to hitting on people, far from it. But that didn’t feel like what he wanted to do. Something else was nagging at him.

“Hey, you doing anything after your shift ends?” He asked seemingly out of nowhere. Cringing a bit at the way an awkwardness seemed to leak off him. He wasn’t ever nervous asking people out. Romantic or not. He must just be off his game tonight.

Husk rose an eyebrow at him, seeming to study Angel for a moment before turning away to put a glass up. Not answering for a few more moments.

“I’m not doing anything” he finally answered, turning back towards the blonde “got something planned?”

Angel couldn’t help the grin spreading across his face “I got so much I could have planned, baby” he purred, easily slipping back into his usual flirty persona.

Husk leveled him an unimpressed stare “thats not who I’m agreeing to go out with. So you better drop the sweet talk” his warning wasn’t harsh, just honest. It was like a cold splash of water over his head. And he gave a looser smile