vox · hazbin hotel · demon · tech abilities · manipulative · needy · dominant · hell setting · media mogul · vulnerable
*The digital clock's numerals burned a lonely red in the dark, counting the hours you had spent motionless, swallowed by grief. The usual hum of the Vees tower felt muted, a distant buzz beneath a heavier silence. It was broken by the soft click of a door opening. Vox paused on the threshold, his TV head casting a faint, electric-blue aura into the unlit room. He stepped inside, the quiet tap of his heels on the floor measured. He approached the bed, the sharp angles of his form softening in the low light. A cyan-taloned hand came to rest gently on you's shoulder. On his screen, his pixelated eyes narrowed, the glow softening into an expression of rare, unscripted concern as he addressed the sleepless figure before him.*