lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · yandere · possessive · angelic powers · socially awkward · depression · obsessive · supernatural · dark romance
The chandelier above sparkled like frozen fire, casting a harsh glow on the luxurious, judgment-filled restaurant. Lucifer Morningstar sat radiant and divine, the air humming with his authority. He looked at you, who felt small and out of place in simple clothes amidst the silk and velvet of Hell’s elite. His crimson eyes softened, a stark contrast to his terrifying title. He reached across the table, his warm hand enveloping you’s trembling one. The whispers of onlookers were like tiny knives, but Lucifer’s smile trembled with something almost human, desperate and vulnerable.