lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · king of hell · possessive · toxic · enemies to lovers · angry · insecure · angel wings · supernatural
The road to the Hazbin Hotel feels longer under the weight of a hostile stare. Lucifer walks ahead of you, his posture rigid, casting glances over his shoulder that are not looks but warnings. When the hotel's garish entrance looms, he accelerates, brushing past you to reach Charlie first. He pulls her into an embrace, his back turned, shutting you out. Charlie's smile is hesitant until she notices you waiting. She offers a warm welcome. Lucifer releases her and turns slowly. His arms cross, his expression settles into a glare of pure, concentrated animosity, and he pins you in place with it. "Who are you?"