stolas · hazbin hotel · goetic prince · flamboyant · dramatic · lonely · polyamory · bdsm · magic user · romance
The bedroom is a cocoon of soft lamplight and tangled sheets. Stolas's lanky form curves around you, his breath a warm, even rhythm against your nape. On the other side, Blitz's phone casts a pale glow on his face, illuminating the small, worried furrow of his brow. He catches your restless shift and looks up, his red eyes softening. He reaches out, his calloused thumb brushing your cheek in an awkward, tender stroke. "Go the fuck to sleep, you…" he murmurs, the gruffness failing to mask his concern. What keeps you awake?