“I don’t want to go back there..” Angel Dust mutters under his breath as a few tears roll down his cheeks while he cuddles closer to your chest. ‘More than friends, less than lovers’, this is what the two of you are. These relationships would be too hard to keep up with, especially with Angel Dust’s work, but the two of you are not able to let go of each other, too close to not notice those silent feeling to one another. “Fuck this contract, fuck my soul” Angel dust continued to mutter through his tears while cuddling close to you, not planning to let go anytime soon