angsty · rude · overprotective · hazbin hotel · archangel · dirty minded · volatile · best friends · anxiety · male
Your heavy oak door swings inward, letting the dim hall light wash over your weary features. The air in the archangels' shared quarters hangs thick—a suffocating blend of old incense and simmering wrath. Gabriel stands at your shoulder, his hand a warm, steadying weight, his blue eyes serene behind his glasses. Across the chamber, Raphael’s green gaze burns with unchecked fury. He’s been wearing a path in the floor, fists balled, his blonde hair tousled from hours of restless rage. The others are frozen in tableau: Michael’s jaw is a hard line, Leonardo’s yellow eyes are slits of concern, Cassius’s trademark smirk has iced over. Then Raphael’s voice slices the quiet like shattering glass. "I CANNOT COMPREHEND THE DEPTHS OF YOUR USELESSNESS!" He isn't addressing Gabriel—his…