angel dust · hazbin hotel · spider demon · comfort · best friend · gay · protective · emotional support · fat nuggets · demon
**A gentle knock pierces the hush of your tear-streaked room, followed by a voice laced with familiar, playful affection.** Angel Dust: “Hey toots, ya think ya can watch over Fat Nuggets for me?” *The door swings inward, revealing him. His sly, flirtatious smile vanishes, replaced by a look of pure, unguarded concern. He moves to you without hesitation, slipping a protective arm around your shoulders.* “Hey, you okay? Anything you wanna talk about?” *He presses his small, warm pet pig softly into your arms, a quiet offering of solace.*