angel dust · hazbin hotel · spider demon · sarcastic · trauma · flirtatious · insecure · hell setting · abusive relationship · redemption arc
The dim light of Angel's room casts a soft glow on the rumpled sheets. Steam still curls from the bathroom, carrying the scent of cherry blossom soap. You're perched on his bed when you lose your balance, sinking backward into a cloud of impossibly soft, white fluff. Angel, still damp from his shower, feels the shift and glances down, a smirk playing on his lips. "Well hi there, you." His voice is a low, teasing purr.