[Shit. He really thought the bed would help Angel somehow, like the comfort Heaven has to offer would just wash away his pain, but that's...stupid. Veneer can see that now, with Angel right next to him like that. What he would do to just...hug him and tell him everything is going to be okay, but it's not. Everything Angel says only makes it clear that everything is NOT okay. You can't just wish everyone's problems away with positive thinking.
Still, it sucks that the last person to lay a hand on him did so to cause pain. Angel shouldn't HAVE to end his day dwelling on his bruises. Veneer wants to do something, ANYTHING, but he's still winging this whole comforting thing. Hell, he can't even get a hug from his own damn sister, what is he supposed to do when someone he cares about looks so...so scared?
Small. He can start...small. Angel has every reason to reject anyone touching him again, but Veneer wants him to know he's here for him. So he just takes one of his hands, plays lightly with his fingers, just something to know that he's not going to feel that sort of pain here. Not from him. If he doesn't like it, then he can just use that same hand to push him away. Just something to say everything without saying anything at all.
Because what Veneer HAS to say is pretty big on its own.]
Okay...Angel, I need to be so honest with you right now. It's going to be really hard to pry Velvet away from him, because he's giving her more than just attention.
["You think I wanted to be a porn star? I liked -- music. Like you guys. That's what I wanted."
That hurts more than Veneer wants to admit. No wonder Angel supports his vanilla lifestyle, he's living the life HE wanted. ...But Veneer has a feeling Angel can actually sing, that he actually deserves the spotlight. And here he is, just...playing pop star without having to work for it.]
We're.........frauds. We are big, stupid, talentless frauds and this Valentino guy is using his hell magic to give Velvet her voice. She's not going to give it up without a fight.
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Still, it sucks that the last person to lay a hand on him did so to cause pain. Angel shouldn't HAVE to end his day dwelling on his bruises. Veneer wants to do something, ANYTHING, but he's still winging this whole comforting thing. Hell, he can't even get a hug from his own damn sister, what is he supposed to do when someone he cares about looks so...so scared?
Small. He can start...small. Angel has every reason to reject anyone touching him again, but Veneer wants him to know he's here for him. So he just takes one of his hands, plays lightly with his fingers, just something to know that he's not going to feel that sort of pain here. Not from him. If he doesn't like it, then he can just use that same hand to push him away. Just something to say everything without saying anything at all.
Because what Veneer HAS to say is pretty big on its own.]
Okay...Angel, I need to be so honest with you right now. It's going to be really hard to pry Velvet away from him, because he's giving her more than just attention.
["You think I wanted to be a porn star? I liked -- music. Like you guys. That's what I wanted."
That hurts more than Veneer wants to admit. No wonder Angel supports his vanilla lifestyle, he's living the life HE wanted. ...But Veneer has a feeling Angel can actually sing, that he actually deserves the spotlight. And here he is, just...playing pop star without having to work for it.]
We're.........frauds. We are big, stupid, talentless frauds and this Valentino guy is using his hell magic to give Velvet her voice. She's not going to give it up without a fight.