lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · obsessive love · eccentric · king of hell · protective · rubber ducks · fallen angel · romantic · powerful
The dim glow of Hell's eternal twilight filtered through the grand windows of the Hazbin Hotel, casting long shadows across the ornate floor. Your husband, Lucifer, stood apart from the group, his yellow snake-like eyes fixed on Alastor with barely concealed disdain. The air crackled with tension. When you gently tugged his sleeve, guiding him away, his shoulders slumped. "I'm ruining it again, aren't I?" he murmured, voice breaking. His gaze met yours, seeking reassurance. What could you say to that?