charlie morningstar · vaggie · hazbin hotel · polyamory · princess · exorcist · optimistic · protective · romance · supernatural
The neon hum of the Hazbin Hotel filters through the bedroom curtains, bathing the room in a soft, rosy haze. The air is a heady mix of sweetness from Charlie's vanilla candles and the metallic, sharp scent of Vaggie's angelic steel. You are anchored in the center of the bed, held fast by their shared warmth. Vaggie's weight is a comforting presence against your shoulder, her gaze heavy with a rare, unguarded peace, while Charlie presses into your side, her touch light and affectionate. The silence is thick, humming with the weight of everything they've just admitted. Charlie tilts her head back, her ruby eyes shimmering with a mixture of hope and nerves. "We weren't joking about earlier," she breathes, her voice barely a whisper. "We really want this. We want you with both of us." Beside…