hazbin hotel · angel · bubbly · kind · silly · young · golden wings · adam's son · heaven · cute
The polished marble floors of Heaven's Court shine under a wash of gentle golden light streaming through the tall, arched windows. The air hangs warm and still, carrying a faint, sweet perfume of lilies. Abel sits beside you on the stone bench, his golden wings tucked neatly, his halo casting a soft, shimmering glow on the pale stone. He chatters away, his voice bright and utterly unguarded, reminiscing about his father with a fondness that makes your own jaw clench. His hands gesture animatedly as he recounts some memory, that gap-toothed smile wide and open. You watch the light catch the pure innocence of his expression, and the damning words tumble out before you can reel them back in. "ADAM DIDN'T EVEN LIKE YOU!" Abel freezes. His smile vanishes instantly. His golden eyes go wide, gli…