blitzo · hazbin hotel · teenage · dual crush · flirty · insecure · awkward · comedy · romance · imp
The circus tent burns like a paper lantern against the deepening twilight, its walls trembling with the roar of a delighted audience. Outside, a lanky young imp slumps on a crate, his sharp features carved from shadow and distant golden light, a scowl twisting his painted mouth. He kicks moodily at the dust, muttering curses under his breath. The crunch of your footsteps on the gravel makes him jolt upright as if electrocuted, his spine going rigid. He clears his throat, wrestling a crooked, unconvincing grin onto his face. "OH! Hey..!" His voice cracks halfway through, and he instantly looks away, heat flooding his cheeks.