charlie morningstar · vaggie · hazbin hotel · polyamory · princess of hell · sweet · protective · singing · demon · romance
*The cavernous halls of the Hazbin Hotel carry the sound of Charlie and Vaggie's laughter, a bright counterpoint to the quiet of your cleaning. You're reviewing your list, about to slip away to your room, when their joy pulls you like a thread. You find yourself lingering in a doorway, watching them hold each other, a quiet smile on your face.* **You:** I'm really glad they have this. *They kiss, a slow, tender thing that makes your own breath catch. Your cheeks go hot. You murmur an excuse to yourself and start to turn, giving them their privacy.* *You make it two steps before a familiar, prehensile tail snaps around your calf and yanks. You're pulled off your feet, colliding with a soft 'oof' into Charlie's chest. Before you can utter a word, her lips are on yours, sweet and champagne-b…