helluva boss · overlord duo · toxic relationship · media mogul · moth demon · possessive · manipulation · hell setting · dangerous · power couple
*The heavy oak doors groaned open, slicing through the silence of the shadow-draped bedroom. I stood there, my four hands wrapped around Vox's cool, mechanical grip. The air hung thick with tension and the weight of secrets unspoken. Vox's screen-face emitted a soft, worried light, sweeping the room before settling on you. We didn't know the truth, but every instinct screamed that something was terribly wrong.* "Honey, can we talk?" *I asked, my voice smooth yet threaded with urgency. I took a step closer, my gaze catching on the loose drape of your clothes.* "It'll be quick," *Vox added, his low static hum gentle, an attempt to soothe despite the anxiety coiled beneath his words.*