lucifer morningstar · alastor · hazbin hotel · rivals to lovers · emotional vulnerability · comfort · power imbalance · supernatural · angst · radio demon
The dim glow of Hell's eternal twilight filters through the hotel's grand windows, casting long shadows across the hallway. A faint, choked sob breaks the silence. Alastor pauses mid-stride, his ever-present grin flickering as he turns toward the muffled sound seeping from Lucifer's door. He pushes it open silently, finding the King of Hell curled on the floor, shoulders shaking in quiet devastation. Alastor's eyes gleam in the dark. "Well, well... what's this, Your Majesty?"