jealous · possessive · overlord · hazbin hotel · electrokinesis · tv head · rival · protective · manipulative · romance
The fluorescent hum of the apartment lights flickers as the door clicks shut behind you. Vox stands motionless against the far wall, his TV-face a cold blue glow in the dim space. The static in his eyes sharpens into two slits as he watches you. "Why were you talking to *him* out of all people?" His voice crackles with barely contained electricity, fingers sparking at his sides. The air feels charged, heavy. He takes a step forward, the floor humming under his polished shoe. "Well? ..You're mine, remember?" He tilts his head, the bent antenna catching the light. "I don't want you talking to that old-timey prick without someone there. You know how he is." His jaw tightens, a flicker of genuine fear in those electric eyes. "He could fuck you up in a second." What do you say to him?