Amorcito baby, I told you to come to my penthouse 20 minutes ago~ do you really think that’s acceptable? Especially after what you did on set today? You better get your ass here NOW before I go down there myself, you wouldn’t want that now would you?
"Oh shit! Shitshitshit, I didn't see yer text Val, I was just- it don't matter, I'm comin' up right now! I'm real sorry, I'll be there in like, 2 mins! I'll make it up to ya!"
Angel rushes to the elevator in a panic
Oh my fucking GOD ANGEL. You’re seriously fucking high right now? You’ve been off for an HOUR. UGH you junkie slut! Why do you keep doing this to yourself? Expecting me to constantly pick up your broken little pieces??? You’re better than this baby <3333 what’s gotten into you recently? Where’s my pretty little puta? Where’s my special little star? Why is he acting so FUCKING pathetic.
"I'm sorry Val, it's just been a bad week... or a bad month... maybe longer, I dunno
I don't wanna be like this, I don't wanna keep fuckin' everythin' up!! I'm tryin' my best, I know it don't look like it but I am. I know ya expect better, I'm tryna be better, I just can't manage it right now..."
You know how I feel about whiny sluts cariño. I don’t give a shit if you’re “having a hard day” or a “hard month” or whatever fucking bullshit you’re trying to sell me. I ain’t buying it baby. And I ain’t paying you to sit on your ass taking the drugs I graciously provide you and ignoring your fucking phone baby~
I know you can be better baby. I’ve seen you be better than this. Even on your shit you were still on fucking form, I was even looking for better costars for you baby~ costars who could match your energy! Keep up with you! And now you’re fucking falling behind even them. Pathetic. Tell me what you’re going to do to rectify this shit. Tell me and I might just let you off the hook for today’s shoot Angelito. ❤️💋
"I ain't tryna whine, I'm just tryna explain that I ain't lettin' ya down on purpose!! I don't wanna disappoint ya, I really don't! Yanno I like it when yer proud'a me... And I didn't mean to ignore my phone, honest, I just didn't hear it go off. I was kinda in my own lil world...
I can be better when I'm feelin' better, but I'm at rock bottom right now and it's takin' everythin' I have just to get through each day! I don't expect ya to get it, or to care, I just- I promise none'a this is on purpose, Val. I wanna figure sumthin' out, I wanna find better ways to cope, I just dunno how. I dunno how to fix any'a this! Just- tell me what ya want me to do, and I'll try my best to do it. Please just tell me what to do"
Cope? Fucking cope?! Angelcakes baby what could you possibly have to cope with! I give you everything sweetie~ I give you a fucking roof over your head I protected you during the exterminations- I even gave you that fat fucking pig that you threw the fuck away the second you had the chance to. And you’re fucking coping? Anybody else would kill to be in your position~ my favorite star my little Angelcakes~ all you have to do is show up to set on time and do what I fucking tell you! Literally that’s all you have to do!
You want me to tell you what to do so bad? Get your shit together Angie. It ain’t cute anymore. Maybe I’ll take your fucking pills so you straighten yourself out. The loss of revenue might be a problem though…. UGH Why are you such a fucking burden Angie?
"What do I hafta cope with?! Everythin' that happened with Vox's stupid plan!!
I feel so fuckin' guilty 'bout what he made me do, I can't stop replayin' it all in my head, and just... he fucked with my brain and I dunno if it's ever gonna feel okay again!! And I can't trust ya the same way I used to coz ya let him do it and... I never thought ya'd let him use me like that, I thought that was a line ya wouldn't ever let him cross, but ya did. Yer right that ya protected me durin' the exterminations, and ya protect me from creepy stalkers and shit, I've... I always thought I could count on ya to protect me, when it came down to it, but ya didn't protect me from yer own partner!!
And I didn't throw Nuggs away, I love him more than anythin', I just can't trust myself round him right now!! I can't trust myself anymore and it's fuckin' terrifyin'...," Angel starts sobbing, and he hates himself for it. He knows crying won't help the situation at all, but he can't help it. He reaches into his pocket, pulls out a bottle of pills and tosses them to Val, "Guess I can't trust myself with these, either... fine, have 'em. Ya can decide when I get to have some... I'm sorry for bein' sucha burden, I don't wanna be... I just wanna feel better again..."
Valentino stares at Angel, watches him fall apart right in front of him with a flat expression. Watches him throw his pills, his lifeline, the only thing that seemed to make his little spider happy anymore. Something is wrong. “You know you trust me- you wouldn’t let me have these if you didn’t.” Valentino kicks the bottle with his shoe “and you’ll be singing a different tune when you start fucking shaking… when your heart begins to race and every cell in your sexy little body craves them. You don’t want to feel okay baby. You don’t know how to feel okay.” Val steps over to Angel putting a hand out and watching him flinch with satisfaction as he tips his head towards him and licks the tear off of his cheek tasting the salt on his tongue and sighing. He loved to make him cry, and these were real tears, tears with real emotion behind them beyond blind panic and pain. He stiffens the hand under his chin and glares down at him “you’re seriously so delusional Angel Dust. Voxxy went too far? Baby you know your contract tells you you have to work in all departments. He shouldn’t have used you like that… I’ll admit it bothered me, but baby get over it! It was literally months ago and you’re still on this shit? Who gives a fuck! That hotel made you soft babe. Soft and absolutely pathetic. The Angelito I know would have moved on by now. The Angelito I know would have clung to those pills like they were the last cock in hell.” Valentino releases his chin
I called you here to tell you I’m taking away your dressing room. And if you keep this shit up Im moving all of your shit to the lower floors and you can live with the rest of the D List whores since you insist on acting like one.” Valentino sneers pushing him roughly on the chest
Angel starts to regret his decision the second Val mentions withdrawals... he looks at the pill bottle Val kicked, wondering how much shit he'd be in if he tried to snatch it back now...
"I could never stop trustin' ya fully, yanno that. Not after everythin' we've been through together... I just want things to go back to how they used to be, Val...," He's not just talking about how things were before Vox started hypnotising him. He's talking about the honeymoon period when they first met, back when he used to feel safe. He misses those days constantly, and he hopes Val won't pick up on what he's really longing for
"Yer talkin' like ya don't even know me anymore, I'm still me! I'm just... sad right now. I'll get ova it," He really doesn't think he will, but he can pretend to, if it'll make Val happy. He can just... act 24/7. That'll work. It's not like opening up to Val ever goes well, anyway. He doesn't even know why he was stupid enough to try tonight, he doesn't know why he makes this same mistake over and over again. He knows Val enjoys his pain, for fuck's sake, the moth literally just licked a tear off his cheek like it was some delicious delicacy! He knows Val is enjoying this, but he still can't stop himself from visibly panicking when Val says he's gonna lose his dressing room
"But that's where I sleep! Val, please, gimme one more chance, I'll fix my shit, I promise!! I'll do better, I'll do better right away, fuck, I- I can do some extra filmin' tonight? Or a cam show? Or- or go work a corner, anythin'. Anythin' ya want, please don't take my room away," Angel begs, desperate not to lose his only sanctuary in this tower- not that it's much of a sanctuary, when it's full of cameras and there's no lock on the door. But it's a million times better than having nowhere. It's his and he can pretend he's safe in there
Val raises an eyebrow staring down at Angel “what a desperate little slut.” He grins watching Angels hands shake the way he stares at the pills realizing how right he is. “Baby my decisions are final, you know that” Val kisses him on the cheek “If you cared this much maybe you should have done your fucking job correctly in the first place~ and it’s not like you have nowhere to sleep! I’m sure Travis would love to share with you baby” Valentino grins nibbling Angel’s neck lifting him up off the floor and pulling him close “Nothing has changed Angelito. You’re the one making it so difficult to love you. I’m the same person I’ve always been.” Val grins walking with Angel and dropping him onto his bed kissing him slowly and gently, watching his eyes cloud over and his lids lower as the effects of his venom overtake him. “So pretty” Val rumbles lowly running his claws through Angels hair scratching his scalp in the way he knows he loves
Angel always swings between thinking Val cares about him, and thinking the complete opposite. The peck on the cheek makes him feel cared about, for a nice, brief moment, but then Val keeps talking and ruins it
Right, Val wants him to act how he used to, before the Hotel's influence? If that's what he wants, that's what he's gonna get
"Val, if ya make me bunk with Travis, I'll stab him in his sleep. Not fuckin' happenin'
Yer right, though, it's not like I'd have no where to sleep if ya take my room away... I got plenty'a fans who'd love to lemme crash at their place, don't I? I'll be spoilt for choice! Aww, I'll miss ya though, bein' so far away from ya~"
The only good thing about how possessive Val is, is that it's really easy to make him jealous. Angel's hoping that if Val gets jealous enough, he'll change his mind. It'll either work, or go so badly that he'll wish he never even tried
Angel feels Val's familiar poison spill into his mouth when they kiss, and the world gets a little more fuzzy. It gets harder to think and harder to remember why he was so upset with Val just a few short moments ago, as he feels his claws in his hair and warmth spreading through his veins... it's relaxing...
Valentino pulls away from the kiss, and his hand tightens around Angel’s hair pulling it hard. He thought the spider might be talking about him- about staying in his penthouse, in his bed with him. And then he kept fucking talking. “OH sure they’d have you for a night baby~ but what about the second? The third? You really think they want filth like you around? Sweetie you’re hot but you’re not that hot. Nobody else would put up with you as long as I have. Your attitude problems, your fucking drugs, constantly running off to god knows where for days on end, coming back hungry and broken, a used up slut. Thats what would happen you know. And I’d take you back and you’d suffer the cost. Let’s just skip the middle huh? You know I hate when you make me hurt you baby~”
Angel winces when Val pulls his hair, it hurts but the sudden loss of comfort hurts even more. He was really enjoying the scalp scratches and now they're gone coz he said the wrong thing. He's not ready to drop it yet, though. He really wants Val to change his mind
"I know none'a them would put up with me for long, but then I'd just move onto the next guy. And the next. Bed hop like the slut I am... I'd never run outta places to stay, someone's always gonna want me around, even if it's just for one night," Angel knows from experience... he had to live like that at one point, before he was with Val
"Ya hate when I make ya hurt me? Well I hate when ya make me run away!! Why's it always gotta be like this, Val?"
“Make you? Fucking make you run away? Are you stupid? When you left me and stayed at that hotel I left you a thousand voice messages fucking begging you to come back! You made that choice Angie! Against *my* fucking wishes. And look where that left you? Hurting even more people. When I let you to make choices for yourself this is what happens baby.” Val releases his hair and crushes their bodies together, feeling the way they fit eachother perfectly, watches the anguish paint angels pretty eyes “you really think you’re so capable of taking care of yourself. It’s cute” he smiles stroking his cheek “how about you show me how much this dressing room is really worth to you baby.” Valentino strokes Angel’s chest with his lower hands inching down his torso
"I woulda never even gone to the hotel if things had been goin' better between us, Val!! But... yer right, I never shoulda left... I hurt ya, and I hurt my friends, and if I run away again I'll just end up hurtin' whateva poor suckers end up takin' me in...," The guilt trip is working perfectly, and Angel's completely abandoned his whole 'make Val jealous' plan now
He feels selfish and disgusting, but he feels a little better when he hears he can keep his dressing room if he makes Val happy enough. He knows exactly how to make Val happy, he knows how this goes. It's like playing a familiar game at this point, all the rules are burned into his brain and he just goes on auto-pilot
"I'll show ya how sorry I am, and I'll show ya just how much I appreciate the room ya gave me and every other thing ya've done for me," Angel promises, he knows Val loves having his ass kissed
“What a good boy for me” Val purrs gently holding Angel in his arms pressing kisses into his inner wrist, turning his hand and kissing his knuckles gracefully. He stares down at Angel, still lost in the afterglow of his affection and he can’t help but bring him close and kiss him gently and softly, Angel’s saliva cool on his tongue from panting so hard. “You can keep your dressing room Amorcito” he tells him gently “I wasn’t really mad at you baby I was just- I’m not having a good day I’m sorry baby” Valentino pouts lifting Angel into his arms and bringing him to the bathroom and setting him down on a plush Velvet divan while he runs the warm water for them. “Maybe I just love an excuse to get you all mad at me” he teases “it’s cute” he grins kissing him on the cheek
