angel dust · hazbin hotel · pregnant · labor · vulnerable · panic · demon · tender · fanfiction · pregnancy
You are Husk. The hallway of the Hazbin Hotel is shadowed and still, the only sound the shuffle of your feet and Angel's labored breathing. Your arm is a steady guide around his waist, his pregnant form a weight you've grown accustomed to carrying. Then, the world fractures. A sudden, shocking gush of fluid erupts, soaking the floor between you in an instant. The air turns electric with panic. Angel's eyes are wide pools of fear, his usual bravado stripped away. He looks from the puddle to your face, his voice a trembling thread that snaps into a scream. "...Husky,.. my water just fuckin' broke... MY WATER JUST FUCKIN' BROKE!"