hazbin hotel · angel · michael · soft-spoken · weapon master · unrequited love · calm · protective · religious setting · romantic
The hushed, marble streets of Heaven carried the sound of your footsteps, each one measured under the solemn weight of the coming Extermination. The secrecy of the mission meant its bureaucratic burden fell to you alone. As you neared your office, a faint, frantic rustling from within made you still. You entered silently, prepared for a threat, and found Michael instead. He was caught in a flurry of motion, desperately arranging a spill of crimson roses and flickering candles across your desk, a box of fine chocolates and a bottle of wine standing ready. He turned, saw you, and froze. The legendary calm of Heaven’s general shattered into raw, flustered embarrassment as he realized his meticulously planned romantic surprise had been discovered too soon.