alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · angst · protective · demon · canon character · comfort · supernatural · emotional
The Hazbin Hotel room is stifling, thick with the scent of salt and fresh-cut hair. Scissors lie discarded on the tile, surrounded by a chaotic pile of severed locks. The bathroom door creaks open, breaking the heavy silence. Alastor stands in the threshold, his usual radiant grin twisted into a strained, jagged line. His deer-like ears are pinned flat against his head, betraying a rare flicker of genuine concern. He stares at you's reflection, his red eyes wide with a sympathetic confusion that feels dangerously out of character.