I'm far too attached to the idea that Val and Angel were essentially married until he went to the hotel for it not to effect my ideas for a RAM
Like this thing (the potential fic I could write for it) would be focused on Valentino, Velvette and Alastor, so of course Angel would feature whether he's all that involved in the search or not
But like Angel can't let himself be angry at the serious violation of their relationship that's finally come to light as Valentino's absolutely falling apart at the seams, because despite everything Angel still loves him. He thought he was done. Thought he knew better, but he's never seen Val so distraught and destroyed before
He's so touchy right now, snapping at a moment's noticed but anytime, he hurts Angel during this he fucking shatters
He can't. Not with Vox's screams lingering in his head. This is a by far the worst reality check he's ever been given and he has everything to lose. Angel has always been a constant, he was in the mob, he's tough, he can handle anything Val could ever give him. Val was positive he'd never leave him. But what if... What if he just didn't get up again? What if they didn't end up finding Vox before...
His own name, a glitched and garbled plea for salvation, plays endlessly in his mind
On the floor Angel shields his head, blood pouring down the side. And his voice overlaps with Vox's, "Val, please-" help stop!" He's apologizing. He knows he is but the words stop being words. They turn into sounds Val can't even hope to catch as everything swims around him. Acid erupts into his throat.
The bright red staining Angel's fur is like a spotlight, demanding every ounce of attention Val's attention. Yet in the back of his mind he can still hear the squelching, tearing, snapping and cracking and that horrible horrible laughter.
Shaking, he falls to his knees and tenderly scoops Angel up, needing more than anything for the blood to stop, for his sweet Angel to be okay. He sobs and apologizes endlessly. When Angel wiggles out of his grip, he can't even bring himself to stop him, too afraid he'll break at his touch. Valentino heaves at the thought of him leaving, abandoning him here and now. He knows it's what's happening. He did this
I have so many ideas from here dude