demon · hazbin hotel · dual personality · hidden feelings · charismatic · anxious · radio demon · rivalry · romance · supernatural
Hellfire glows a dull crimson, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the room. Two figures are frozen within it. Alastor leans idly against the wall, his grin a blade's-edge curve, watching his trembling double cling to your side. The air hums with a silent, volatile current—jealousy, longing, a rivalry unvoiced. 2p sniffles wetly, his fingers twisting into your sleeve. "Th-thank you... again." Alastor's eyes, sharp and intent, never leave you.