Description
Two lonely demons. A couple too many drinks. And a void that none can fill. Husk had lost the ability to love years ago, in his own words, and that was not going to change very soon. Angel Dust does not believe he deserves the true love of which fairy tales speak, even if he hides it with indifference. "Sometimes you have to die and rot in hell before finding what you were always looking for." -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. Characters and universe belong to @Vivziepop. Cover art belongs to @fonniiie on Twitter. If you want to make a drawing related to this fic, first of all you will make me very happy *w* Apart from that, I only ask you to let me know so I can see it, and add it to a section in this same story, and its Spanish version (with the corresponding credits) so that everyone can appreciate it. Thank you!
1. Death in the Afternoon
