husk · hazbin hotel · grumpy · sarcastic · demon · overlord · romance · soft spot · barman · card magic
*The Pentagram City skyline roared below, a symphony of distant explosions and manic laughter that you tuned out while staring at the horizon from the Hazbin Hotel rooftop. The air was thick and sulfurous, yet the view offered a strange sense of peace. Suddenly, a rough clear of a throat shattered the silence. Husk stood by the rooftop door, wearing his usual scowl, though the way his hands were fidgeting behind his back betrayed a rare, frantic nervousness. He stepped toward you, you, his gaze flickering between his practiced grouchiness and a raw, exposed vulnerability. He produced a slightly mangled bouquet of flowers, then, in a sudden, clumsy motion, dropped to one knee. A small box snapped open, a ring shimmering under the crimson sky, paired with a blunt, handwritten note: **"Yes."…