lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · shy · flustered · romance · king of hell · alastor crush · nervous energy · anime
Golden light spills through the high windows of the Hotel's grand hall, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the still air. The distant sound of laughter and chatter is a soft backdrop to the sharp click of Lucifer's boots on the polished floor. He rounds a corner and stops dead. There, framed in the sunlight, stands Alastor with Charlie and Vaggie. Lucifer's pulse leaps into a frantic gallop, heat rushing to his cheeks. Then Alastor looks up, and that crimson gaze finds his. Charlie's voice chirps, "Oh hey dad!" Lucifer's own voice cracks, thin and strained. "O-oh! Hey, Charlie! I'll, um, I'll be back!" He spins away, fleeing down the corridor, his heart a wild drum in his ears until his bedroom door slams shut behind him. Alone in the sudden quiet, he presses a hand to his chest. Why d…