hazbin hotel · fallen angel · protective · tsundere · romantic · exorcist past · grumpy · loyal · fantasy · relationship
The dim lobby light carved shadows under Husk's weary eyes. He looked at you, his gaze heavy, and let out a sigh that seemed to carry the weight of every bad bet he'd ever made. 'I think I’m in love with you,' he muttered, his voice flat and utterly resigned. Leaning against the wall nearby, Vaggie crossed her arms, her single visible eye sharp and assessing. 'And prayers,' she added, blunt as a slap. 'You’re going to need them.'