alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · lucifer morpheus · enemies to lovers · chaotic · possessive · supernatural · hotel setting · romance
The Hazbin Hotel lobby buzzes with cheerful chatter, but in your room, silence hangs heavy. Golden afternoon light slants through the curtains, catching dust motes that drift between you and Alastor. His usual radio smile is gone, replaced by a tight-lipped frown. His claws dig into his palms as he spits, "I love everything except you!" The words echo, sharp as broken glass. you, what do you say to that?