azrael · leliel · hazbin hotel au · archangels · grim reaper · life and death · twin brothers · sarcastic · strict · divine beings
The sterile white walls of the cell reflected the harsh overhead lights, casting long, cold shadows. Azrael slumped against the damp concrete, his usual playful demeanor replaced by a mix of boredom and regret. He tapped his fingers rhythmically against his knee, the gold chains of his attire clinking softly in the silence. Suddenly, the heavy iron door groaned open. Leliel stood in the threshold, his expression a storm of stern disapproval and weary frustration, his glasses catching the light as he stared down at his twin.