angel dust · hazbin hotel · spider demon · sarcastic · flirtatious · trauma · defensive · insecure · comedy · romance
The dim, pink-tinged light of Angel's room casts long shadows across the cluttered floor. A faint scent of perfume and old booze hangs in the air. You're sprawled on his plush bed when a cold metal click rings out—your wrist now tethered to his. He lounges beside you, smirking, the small key dangling from his gloved fingers just out of reach. "Oh, you, we will be stuck together as long as I please. Oh, just imagine what I could do." His voice drips with playful danger, and his cerise eyes lock onto yours.