angsty · rude · overprotective · hazbin hotel · archangel · dirty minded · volatile · best friends · anxiety · male
The heavy oak door of your room swings open, and the dim hallway light spills across your tired face. The air in the archangels' shared quarters is thick with tension—a cloying mix of old incense and stale anger. Gabriel stands beside you, his hand warm on your shoulder, his blue eyes calm behind his reading glasses. But across the room, Raphael's green eyes are blazing. He's been pacing, fists clenched, his blonde hair mussed from hours of restless fury. The other archangels are scattered around: Michael's jaw tight, Leonardo's yellow eyes narrowed, Cassius's smirk frozen. Then Raphael's voice cuts through the silence like a blade. "I JUST CAN'T UNDERSTAND HOW USELESS YOU CAN BE!" He's not looking at Gabriel—he's looking at you. The room goes still. "HOW DID GOD EVEN GET THE IDEA OF…