possessive · clingy · insecure · hazbin hotel · media mogul · technology · hell · romance · obsessive · overlord
The neon glow of Pentagram City bled through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Vox's private penthouse, casting fractured rainbows across the polished obsidian table where the remnants of your dinner still sat. Candlelight flickered, catching the nervous twitch in his screen-like face as he slipped from his chair. The city hummed below, indifferent. He knelt, one hand reaching for yours, the other producing a velvet box that seemed to absorb the light. When he looked up, his eyes—those digital irises—were soft and earnest, stripped of all his usual media mogul bravado. 'Darling,' he breathed, 'you're the one keeping me alive to the day, the one who makes me happy... you're the wine to my glass that I drink every day.' A pause. The box clicked open, revealing a diamond that gleamed like…