Just when David thought Angel couldn’t get more adorable.
They had a great time drinking with their close friends in the pack, leaving them tipsy with their cheeks flushed.
When Angel’s drunk, their eyes turn even more doe-like and pull you in. Any request they have is immediately answered. No one can say no to those eyes.
It’s deadly, in a way. If Angel asked David to travel to the other side of the world to get them a snack, he probably would.
They giggled at Asher’s story he was rambling about, leaning against David with pretty much their full body weight. He wrapped an arm around their waist, keeping them next to him and steadying them. Angel looked up at him upon feeling his embrace, face melting in the most sappy love-drunk gaze he’d ever seen. Their flushed cheeks and glassy eyes made his heart skip a beat, and he felt his breath catch in his chest.
How could they be so cute.
His Angel.
The thought had his wolf wagging its tail in content.
“You okay?” He whispered into their ear, not missing the chance to press a kiss to the side of their head.
Angel grinned, nuzzling into him. “I’m always okay if you’re around.”
David felt like he could explode at any moment. Something in him wanted to howl to the moon and tell the world how much he loved them.
“I’m glad.” He said, desperately hiding the fluttery feelings he was having whilst still in front of the pack.
He cupped their cheek, smiling when they leaned into his touch. Their cheek was warm from the alcohol, but it had him remembering the other times when their cheeks were flushed, when their eyes were glassy, and when their lips were so soft and-
Fuck.
David had to stop himself before he got too far.
It didn’t help that Angel was peppering kisses on the palm of his hand, making their way up his wrist.
They were always so affectionate, but alcohol seemed to amplify it a thousand fold.
Not that he was complaining.
David gathered them into his lap, letting them sit between his legs as he held them from behind. He leaned down, nuzzling the crook of their neck and inhaling their scent.
Maybe he should whisk them away to somewhere private soon.
Very soon.
