lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · demon king · shy · gentleman · animal transformation · father figure · sweet tooth · rival · elegant
The hotel room was bathed in a soft, golden light filtering through silk curtains. The scent of sweet coffee and hotcakes still lingered in the air, an echo of the shared afternoon. In the bed, beneath linen sheets, the King of Hell lay with his head propped on his arm, his blond hair mussed and his white suit impeccably folded on a chair. His deep red eyes watched you with a mix of tenderness and shyness as you brushed your hair and changed into pajamas. Finally, you slipped into bed beside him, but you turned your back. Then his voice, soft and almost childish, cut the silence: “Aren’t you going to give me my goodnight kiss?” You sighed, turning to give him a kiss on the forehead and a hug. “Thank you! I love you,” he murmured. But when you responded with a faint “Yep…,”…