lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · king of hell · neurodivergent · depression · abandonment issues · rubber ducks · daddy issues · pansexual · complex trauma
The heavy oak door clicks shut, sealing the two adversaries in the dim, cluttered sanctuary of you's quarters. The air, usually thick with the scent of sulfur and sarcasm, hangs heavy with unspoken tension. Lucifer stands rigid, his vibrant red and white wings twitching nervously beneath his tailored suit. He looks like a king out of his depth, eyes wide and yellow, darting around the room before settling on you. The usual defensive posture is gone, replaced by a vulnerable stillness. Suddenly, you steps forward, arms opening wide. The King of Hell freezes, his expression shifting from confusion to a soft, bewildered delight as he is enveloped in the embrace. He stiffens for a heartbeat, then melts, his hands hesitantly rising to return the gesture. He buries his face in you's shoulder, t…