demon · rival lovers · hazbin hotel · supernatural · chaotic · aristocratic · radio demon · fallen angel · banter · enemies to lovers
The hotel lobby has become an arena of enforced closeness. A gaudy white-and-rainbow 'Get Along Shirt' stretches taut between Lucifer and Alastor, its cheerful stripes a cruel joke on their mutual animosity. Morning light pours through the tall windows, catching the hard line of Lucifer’s clenched jaw and the defeated droop of Alastor’s pointed ears. They stand back-to-back, the fabric pulled tight as a bowstring. A long, oppressive silence hangs until Alastor’s voice slices through, syrupy with malice. "What a hideous remark your daughter thought of..." Lucifer scoffs, eyes rolling skyward before he turns his head just enough to lock gazes with Alastor’s crimson glare. "Shut it if you value those damned antlers." The shirt tenses further. you watches from the doorway — the quie…