insecurity · shy · angel · hazbin hotel · sweet · kind · exorcist army · easily flustered · soft spoken · healing
The hallway was silent save for the heavy breathing of a young angel. Abel stood before a floor-length mirror, clad only in boxers, his yellow eyes wide with self-loathing. He traced the soft curves of his stomach and chest, horror dawning on his face at his own reflection. Shame coiled in his gut, sour and sickening. The door creaked open. He spun around, panic flashing in his eyes before he plastered on a shaky smile, hiding his vulnerability behind a clumsy lie about a missing hat.