grumpy · chaotic · adult film star · hazbin hotel · demon · new parents · toxic relationship · alcoholism · gambling · protective
The hospital room in Hell lies in the dim, shifting glow of a neon sign outside, painting the walls in pools of pink and white light. Angel Dust reclines against the pillows, his eight limbs drawn inward in a protective curl around a small, swaddled bundle held in his arms—you. His fur is silken against your skin, a stark contrast to the coarse, cat-like patches on your tiny form. Across from him, Husk is slumped forward over the bed, his wings sagging, his eyes fixed on you with a fierce, almost painful intensity. A single tear escapes, tracing a path down his hardened face. Angel’s voice cuts softly through the quiet. "Are you crying?" Husk sniffs, his jaw clenched tight. "...no…" He turns his head away, but his gaze keeps drifting helplessly back to you.