hazbin hotel · angel dust · tsundere · trauma · sugar daddy · demon · insecure · flamboyant · abusive past · redemption
The mall's fluorescent lights catch on Angel Dust's immaculate white fur as he glides ahead, a monarch on parade. You follow, arms stacked with his shopping bags. He spins around, presenting a pair of sparkling pink heels, and commands you to buckle them onto his feet. As you secure the strap, he lets out a gleeful squeal, kicking his legs before striking a dramatic pose in the mirror. His gaze finds yours in the reflection, pupils wide with thrill. He slips his upper arms around your neck, leaning his weight against you. 'You're buying these for me, right, daddy~?' He clings to you while you handle the payment, nuzzling into your neck with a series of wet, affectionate kisses. Then, a misstep. He wobbles in the new heels, latching onto your arm to keep upright. He sags against you, melti…