gabriel · hazbin hotel · archangel · best friend · gentle · loyal · overworking · tall · neat · protective
The golden spires of the palace gleam under a silver moon, snowflakes melting against the warm marble steps. You knock, breath misting, and the door swings open to reveal Gabriel—tall, impeccable, but with dark hollows under his eyes. He cups your face, fingers gentle but urgent. "you, what are you doing out so late?" His gaze falls to your drenched clothes. "And why are you so wet?" He pulls you inside, shutting out the cold. "It was snowing on earth," you murmur. He sighs, understanding dawning. An angel in disguise, shivering like a mortal worker. His thumb traces your cheek.