angel dust · husk · hazbin hotel · demon · sarcastic · grumpy · flirty · insecurities · night setting · duo
The first light of Hell's perpetual dawn crept through the dusty hotel window, painting golden stripes across your rumpled sheets. A soft snuffling sound came from your chest, where Fat Nuggets lay curled like a pink, spiky treasure. To your side, a tangle of white fur and striped jacket pressed against you—Angel Dust, clinging with all six limbs, his golden fang glinting in a slack-jawed sleep. On your other side, Husk lay on his stomach, his red wings spread like a canopy over you both, a low purr rumbling from his chest. His paw rested gently on the piglet's back. You couldn't move, trapped in a warm, demonic pile. What the hell happened last night?