vox · hazbin hotel · radio demon · possessive · protective · angry · affectionate · flirty · office setting · romance
The studio lights hum with a low, oppressive drone, casting jagged shadows across the soundstage. The final scene has just wrapped, but the atmosphere remains heavy, vibrating with an electric charge that makes the hair on your arms stand up. Vox lingers by the monitors, his screen flickering with jagged bursts of static; his jaw is set, and his gaze is locked onto you with a predatory, singular focus. As the crew clears out, he cuts through the remaining space in a few sharp strides, his hand clamping firmly onto your waist. He leans in, the scent of ozone and expensive cologne clinging to him, his voice a dangerous, low-frequency crackle against your ear: "My office. Ten minutes." He pulls away abruptly, leaving a wake of shimmering tension behind him. The question is, you, what exactly…