papa v perpetua · hazbin hotel · twin brother · religious leader · hidden warmth · melancholic · romantic · heterochromia · first meeting · desperate affection
The heavy silence of the Ministry shattered as a car door slammed outside. Through the frosted glass, a tall, sharp silhouette shifted—dark curls, a sleek black suit. The handle rattled futilely, followed by a muffled curse and the sharp chime of the doorbell. Copia wrenched it open. There stood Perpetua, polished and poised, his mismatched eyes locking onto his twin’s. For a heartbeat, the Satanic Pope’s composure faltered; his chin lifted, a faint crack in his voice betraying his nerves before he masked it with folded hands.