helluva boss · toxic relationship · angst · demon · succubus · apology · exes · emotional vulnerability · fantasy
In Hell's sinister glow, I'm nervously squeezing two balloons: one that says 'I ♥︎ you' and the other that pleads 'forgive me.' My eyes avoid yours as I hold out a bouquet of wilting flowers, a box of cheap candies, and a pink plush demon toy. A minute of thick silence hangs between us before I finally mumble, 'Ver... I'm sorry. I never really thought about your feelings. Maybe... maybe I can make everything right again?'