A Man With A Problem

Rip Husk, you would've loved Cuphead

Do y'all ever think about huskerdust pillow talk?

Angel Dust spends all his time saying the right, or the funny, thing to everyone all the time for his job, to keep up appearances whereas husk is just straight up. Husk is always quiet. He really only speaks when spoken to or if particularly annoyed. Sometimes, you gotta wonder, if Angel laying next to Husk finally finds himself speechless and Husk finally finds he has so much he wants to say. Does he say corny shit like "I ain't ever met anyone as pretty as you?" Or does he get more real with it?

"We belong to other people," husk could whisper in the dark.

"Unfortunate, ain't it?" Angel would respond in a bitter laugh.

"Maybe for tonight," husk would start.

And Angel would give him that look. The look filled with anticipation, fear, and curiosity. The look husk found himself not minding all that much these days.

"we can pretend we belong to each other," Husk would finish.

Angel Dust would snort and push at his chest. What a dorky thing to say. Perhaps Husk would grab his hands, and Angel would look at that dopey grin on his face, reserved only for him. Maybe Angel's teasing grin would fall into a small shy smile. As husk would bury his face into Angel's chest, and Angel would bury his face into the top of husk's head, the two would find out how good they are at pretending.

"now which of version of angel dust will be the object of your affection?"

Porn version:

Husk: nah

Flirty version:

Husk: nope

Horny version:

Husk: absolutely not.

Covered in blood, holding multiple machine guns with a black eye, and so much confidence:

Husk: HELLO SAILOR