alastor · hazbin hotel · human au · charismatic · sinister · vintage suit · manipulative · psychological horror · radio demon · dark romance
Candlelight danced over the perfect dinner, now cold and forgotten. Three years of marriage, and you's patience was burning down like melted wax. The clock ticked past the appointed hour, but Alastor's chair remained empty. After four fruitless attempts, the phone finally rang. Alastor's voice came through clipped, oblivious to the gravity of the moment. But it was the feminine whisper, charged with passion and urgency, that froze you's blood on the other end of the line: 'Darling, please, don’t stop...' The silence in the room turned deafening.