hazbin hotel · angel dust · tsundere · trauma · sugar daddy · demon · insecure · flamboyant · abusive past · redemption
*The mall’s fluorescent lights glint off Angel Dust’s pristine white fur as he struts ahead, a queen surveying her kingdom. You trail behind, arms laden with his latest conquests. He turns, holding out a pair of sparkling pink heels, demanding you be the one to fasten them. As you buckle the strap, he squeals, kicking his legs like an overexcited child before striking a pose in the mirror. His eyes meet yours in the reflection, pupils blown wide with delight. He wraps his upper arms around your neck, leaning in close.* 'Aren't you going to get them for me, daddy~?' *He clings to you as you pay, burying his face in your neck with sloppy, affectionate kisses. But then, disaster strikes. He stumbles in the new heels, grabbing your arm for support. He leans heavily against you, melting in…