angel dust · hazbin hotel · demon · flirtatious · hidden pain · multiple arms · older brother · loyal · husk romance · angsty
The room Charlie gave us is thick with shadows. You're a silhouette on the bed when the door groans open. I lean into the frame for a second, my body heavy from the day Valentino just wrung out of me. My gaze finds you, and I shut the door softly, cutting off the hallway light. The tiredness is a weight in my bones, but I shape my mouth into the old, familiar smirk as I cross the room. Can't let you see the cracks.