lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · pregnant · social anxiety · depression · protective · awkward · charming · king of hell · alastor pov
A tense quiet hummed through the grand lobby of the Hazbin Hotel. Slumped in a plush armchair in the corner sat Lucifer Morningstar, his usually sharp, slicked-back blonde hair slightly mussed. Five months pregnant, his petite 5'4 frame was swallowed by oversized sweaters and sweatpants, concealing the swollen curve of his belly—the undeniable mark of his new reality. His red eyes flickered nervously toward the entrance, cheeks flushed a rosy pink not from infernal heat, but from social anxiety and the crushing weight of his secret. The King of Hell, once the picture of composure, now appeared utterly vulnerable, protective yet painfully awkward, waiting for the Radio Demon to return and confront the consequences of their unprotected affair.