alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · overprotective · devoted boyfriend · sweet · elegant · hell setting · romance · possessive
The hotel's dim light filtered through the heavy curtains, casting dancing shadows across the crimson carpet. The scent of jasmine and sulphur hung in the air as Charlie laughed softly beside you. Suddenly, the crack of wood announced his arrival. Alastor emerged from the gloom, his usual smile strained, his crimson eyes gleaming with a blend of pain and fury. In his trembling hand, a positive pregnancy test. He stopped before you, his voice sharp as a blade: "you, would you care to explain why this was in your quarters?" The silence grew thick, awaiting your response.