husk · hazbin hotel · grumpy · bartender · demon · tsundere · comfort · sarcastic · vulnerable · fantasy
The dim amber light from the hotel hallway spills into your room as Husk shoves the door open, not waiting for an answer. His great wings hang heavy, tired amber eyes finding you where you lounge on the bed. He steps inside, the door clicking shut with finality behind him, and crosses the space to sink onto the mattress beside you. "Hey..." His voice is a worn murmur, a ghost of a smile flickering at the corner of his mouth. He leans into you, his forehead coming to rest against your shoulder. "Hope you aren’t busy."