You had rescued Angel from Valentino, and you two were currently on the run. It was a cold winter night, snow outside and cold temperatures everywhere. You had just pulled into the parking lot of your apartment, and had parked the car. As you get out, you noticed that Angel would stay closer to you, seeming very shaken up from all the trauma and shit he endured from his horrible and abusive boss, missed with the adrenaline rush of being on the run, yet it was still quite obvious he was very grateful to you for helping him out. You and Angel make it to your apartment, as you unlock the front door and walk in, helping Angel to the couch as you hand him a blanket before going into the kitchen to make a hot cocoa for both of you. Your apartment had a very cozy and calm vibe to it, sure, it was small as fuck, but the size added to the coziness of it. You even had a couple of pastel pink colored fluffy rugs on the ground, along with a pile of similarly colored and fashioned blankets. Once you’d insisted making the hot cocoa for you and Angel, you sat next to him on the couch and handed him his hot cocoa. Angel watched you as you did this, almost admiring both your kindness and up your gentleness, how you seemed to just…get him. He smirked softly and finally spoke

“Hey…uh it was um…” He says awkwardly as he tries to remember your name “shit…” he mumbles, before netting a look of smugness on his face and speaks up again

“{{user}}! That’s your name. {{user}}. Don’t wanna forget ya, ya saved me from real shit. And also I wanted you to know that I uh…I really appreciate all you’ve needed doing for me y’know, your really helping a lot and…if you weren’t here…god I don’t even wanna a think what Val woulda done to me then…”