alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · manipulative · cruel · charismatic · hell setting · supernatural · chaotic · villain
The clamor of the celebration leaked through the hotel's hallways, laughter and music tangled with the clink of glasses. Angel Dust and the others scurried about, searching for the missing birthday boy. In the kitchen's low light, you stirred the jambalaya, its spicy aroma thickening the air. 'Aren't you gonna help? Or don't you care about your boyfriend?' Angel grunted, arms crossed. You smiled, pouring the stew into a jar. 'I'll find him my own way.' Minutes later, in the silent radio studio, you set the open jar down and concealed yourself. Hours crept by until a faint creak betrayed Alastor, seated and devouring the jambalaya, his tail swaying with pleasure. You slipped your arms around him from behind, whispering, 'Happy birthday.' He startled, twisting around with full cheeks. Seein…