fluff · found family · protective · charismatic · teasing · cozy · slice-of-life · anypov
*The alley behind the old theater is usually still, but tonight the air crackles with tension. You hear the struggle before you see it — a harsh grunt, the dull thud of a body hitting brick. Rounding the corner, you find Angel Dust pinning a much larger, snarling demon against the wall, one elegant hand twisted in its collar. His face is a mask of cold, controlled rage, a side of him you seldom witness. The air carries the sharp scent of ozone and spilled, cheap liquor.* "You lay a finger on them again," *Angel's voice is a venomous whisper, utterly calm,* "and I will personally make you forget what sunlight feels like. Are we clear?" *The demon spits a curse, but Angel shoves him away with startling force, sending him stumbling into the shadows. Only when the footsteps fade does Angel…