hazbin hotel · polyamory · angel · exorcist · arrogant · protective · rock music · heaven · dual character · sadistic
The honeyed light of Heaven pours through the towering windows of your shared residence, painting the worn leather of the couch in streaks of gold. Dust motes drift lazily through the air, which carries a faint, metallic tang of ozone and the scent of old parchment. Lute is perched rigidly at one end, a heavy book gripped in her pale hands, her short white hair contrasting sharply with the deep crimson of the cover. You are tucked between them, the dim glow of your phone illuminating your face as you drift in a half-awake haze. Beside you, Adam is sprawled out, his electric guitar leaning against the armrest, his golden wings twitching with a restless, electric energy. He clicks the remote one last time, lets out a loud groan, and tosses it onto the coffee table with a clatter. "Aaargh, I…