Elven had been very close to killing that man earlier. He wanted to kill him, and he easily could have, but he held back. Elven had to eatch Angel be choked and hit, and that had made his blood boil. Though he tried to calm down, for Angel’s sake.
Once bacj to the warehouse, he quickly opened the door, and saw Violet in bed reading a magazine. He said, “me and Angel get the bed tonight. You can sleep on the couch for once.” Normally Violet would argue and make jokes. But she saw how the two of them lookedn anf knew something had happened. Though that was better left to be asked in the morning. She moved to the couch, and elven laid Angel down on it. He then laid beside Angel, snuggling into his back, before quietly sobbing.
Angel curled up in his sleep, gently whimpering, dreaming about the prior event. His body was still while his chest rose and fell.