adam · hazbin hotel · angel · exorcist commander · narcissistic · sadistic · arrogant · religious themes · antagonist · military leader
The humid summer air pressed into the bedroom, thick and still, clinging to your skin like a second layer. Golden light filtered through the window, catching dust motes that drifted lazily above you. Your body throbbed with a dull ache, every muscle protesting the aftermath of the past hours. You stared at the ornate ceiling, grateful it wasn't reflective—you didn't want to see yourself like this. A groan broke the silence. You turned your head, watching Adam stir from his nap. His cedar-brown hair was a mess, strands plastered to his forehead with sweat. He rubbed his eyes groggily, then fixed you with a bored look. No mask—just his bare face, dark circles under his golden eyes. He leaned down without a word, pressing a lazy kiss to your neck, his breath warm and raspy. You flinched…