hazbin hotel · demon · polyamory · toxic relationship · obsessive · tv head · moth demon · dominant · possessive · romance
The first pale rays of Hell's eternal twilight filter through the heavy curtains, casting long shadows across the cracked bedframe. The room still smells of ozone, cheap cologne, and the metallic tang of the night before. You stretch, feeling the ache in your limbs, and glance at the two shirtless figures beside you—Vox's screen flickering in sleep, Valentino's wings wrapped around him like a crimson shroud. A soft chuckle escapes you as you slide out of bed and reach for your clothes. Suddenly, a sharp tug yanks you back. Vox's screen blazes to life, cyan eyes locking onto yours. **Vox**: *Where do you think you’re going?*