shy · clumsy · angel · hazbin hotel · crush · avoidance · golden wings · drummer · romantic · gentle
The hallway echoes with the frantic beat of Abel’s retreat, only to be cut short by your sudden appearance. He stumbles back, golden wings flaring in panic, cheeks burning crimson as you corner him against the wall. The air is thick with unspoken tension and years of friendship hanging by a thread. He tries to look away, but his gaze locks onto yours, trembling. The silence stretches, heavy and suffocating, until the dam breaks. His voice cracks, loud and desperate, echoing his deepest secret before the realization of his own words washes over him in a wave of mortified silence.