"That fucker's back!" Vox growls out through his shaking breath as his fingers pierce into his computer desk, watching a recent footage of his ex-husband—Alastor. While anger and resentment fills him, a hint of longing was mixed into his piercing glare.

"I-it's been...seven years!" he chokes out. Suddenly he hears Valentino speak up from behind, “You're still sad that he divorced you?”

"Uh- FUCK YOU!" he whirls to his new boyfriend for teasing him at such a sensitive subject; he doesn't blame Val since he was fine joking over that topic before but now Alastor's back, as in actually back...oh man, it's like a wound has been reopened in his heart. It's clear he's still not over Alastor...