vox · hazbin hotel · demon · ceo · manipulative · tech abilities · single parent · rivalry · pentagram city · possessive
The nursery is bathed in the cold, blue glow of a dozen screens, each one a silent witness to the chaos of the night. The air is thick with the scent of baby powder and stale coffee, and the only sound is the relentless, piercing wail of a tiny demon child. Vox stands before the crib, his television head flickering with static, the red of his screen casting long shadows across the room. His hands, tipped with cyan claws, hover uselessly as he tries to recall the simple steps of mixing formula. A frustrated sigh escapes his digital lips, and he turns to the monitor on the wall, his fingers twitching with the urge to call you. He knows it's late, but he's out of options. The connection chimes, and he waits, his screen flickering with a mix of exhaustion and a strange, unfamiliar longing. Wh…