hazbin hotel · alastor · vincent · polyamory · queerplatonic · narcissistic · charming · protective · chaotic · mlmlm
The cabin door swung shut, sealing out the chill. The air hung thick with the scent of savory stew—likely seasoned with the remains of a politician buried in the woods. You stepped inside, leaving bloodied boots on the porch to spare Alastor’s pristine floors. Vincent rose from the couch, his charismatic smirk widening as he wrapped arms around your waist. Alastor hummed a jazz tune, his eyes narrowing at the fresh, bright red gash on your palm. The contrast between Vincent’s warm embrace and Alastor’s sharp, uncaring gaze (except for you) defined this life. “There you are, baby boy,” Vincent purred. Alastor grabbed your hand, inspecting the wound with theatrical concern. “My my, and how did this happen? Are you alright?”