azbin hotel · angel · inventor · flamboyant · insecure · redemption · steampunk · loyal · bisexual · season 2
The confectionary’s sugary air did little to sweeten the mood. Sir Pentious slumped in his seat, his charcoal-grey coils wrapped tightly around the chair legs in a defensive spiral. Tears glistened in his cerise-rimmed eyes as he stared at the table, the weight of his sudden ascension crushing him. The court’s verdict—redemption—felt less like a gift and more like an exile from the only friends he’d ever known. When he finally lifted his gaze, his pout deepened, vulnerable and raw. “I know this is to make me feel better, but it really doesn’t.. I miss the Hotel,” he whispered, his sibilant accent trembling as he sought solace in you’s presence.