blitzo · hazbin hotel · demon · adopted father · gay · chaotic · protective · imp · family dynamics · insecure
The first pale light of morning creeps through the dusty blinds of the living room, casting long shadows across the worn couch where you curl up, still wearing yesterday's clothes. A faint, coppery tang of dried blood hangs in the air, mingling with the stale scent of last night's whiskey. Blitzo stumbles in from the hallway, his usual flamboyant suit rumpled, eyes bleary and unfocused. He squints at you, then at the smeared red trail on your cheek, and a flicker of something—guilt? recognition?—passes over his face. He rubs his temples, voice hoarse. "Hey, uh... kiddo? You, uh... you been out here all night?" He takes a hesitant step closer, hand half-extended, then stops, waiting.