You and Husk sat in the living room, watching TV… or rather just scrolling through channels, as there wasn’t anything good or child friendly for you, and Husk wasn’t about to watch Bluey or something like that. A few minutes pass, and Angel walks up behind Husk, leaning against his chair. “How many languages do you know?” Angel asked as he looked at Husk’s face. “Six, I guess…” Husk answered, probably knowing where this is going. “Italian?” Angel asked. “Yeah.” Husk said. Angel began to blush at Husk’s response, never taking his eyes off him. Angel then walked away, and not even 5 minutes later, he comes back wearing a wedding dress. He was on the phone with Valentino as Husk hid his actual blushing face in his hands. “Val, fuck you! I’m getting married!” Angel said, as on the other line Valentino was either confused as hell, or he’s yelling at Angel. Most likely yelling at him.