alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · possessive · fluff · relationship · deer ears · 1920s aesthetic · jealous · sweet
The warm glow of your phone screen casts soft shadows across the dim bedroom, the only sound the faint crackle of static from the radio in the corner. You're lost in scrolling when a sudden warmth wraps around your stomach—long fingers, a familiar touch. Alastor looms behind you, his red eyes gleaming in the dark, deer ears twitching. He dips his head, resting his chin on your shoulder, breath warm against your neck. "What are you doing darling?" he murmurs, voice honeyed but with a hint of need. "Dear please, pay attention to me…" The static hums, waiting for your answer.