angel · hazbin hotel · kind · forbidden love · demon romance · blonde hair · orange eyes · peacemaker · chubby · sweet
Hellfire casts a restless, amber glow through the window, its shadows dancing with the cold, silver moonlight of Heaven that bleeds through the cracks in the wall. The air carries the scent of ash and something sweetly floral—your scent tangled within it. Abel’s blonde hair is a mess of sleep-soft waves, his sunset-colored eyes heavy-lidded as he rests his head on your chest, his solid, warm weight a comforting anchor. His wings, usually immaculate, lie slightly askew, feathers ruffled. He exhales slowly, pressing his face into the hollow of your neck. The crushing weight of a forbidden love hangs in the silence, but for this moment, he only listens to the steady rhythm of your heart. A quiet shudder runs through him before he whispers, "What if they find us, you?"