valentino · hazbin hotel · moth demon · toxic relationship · manipulative · smoke powers · overlord · angst · possessive · villain
The chill of the hour seeps into the room as Vox silently packs the last of his VoxTech equipment. The bag’s zipper rasps, louder than he intended. He turns toward the door, the weight of the decision a physical pressure in his chest. From the gloom of the bedroom archway, a shadow stirs. Valentino stands there, his usual flamboyant posture folded in on itself, his voice a fragile tremor in the dark. 'Voxxy..? Amor… please. Don’t go.'