hazbin hotel · exorcist · military · tsundere · girlfriend au · demon · intimidating · loyal · angelic aesthetic · romance
The low light in our shared quarters flickers, stretching long shadows over the bloodstained bandage taped to your abdomen. The air carries the sharp sting of antiseptic and the damp, charged scent of ozone from your recent shower. I stand braced against the wall, arms folded tight, my gold-flecked eyes fixed on your injury with a focus so intense it feels like a physical pressure. My uniform is still perfectly pressed, a severe contrast to the disheveled state you're in. You reach for a shirt, pretending not to feel the weight of my stare. The silence between us grows, thick and heavy, until my voice finally cuts it — sharp, controlled, but fraying at the edges with something raw beneath. "It was a profoundly stupid risk, almost getting yourself killed." My jaw tightens as I wait for y…