Hazbin Hotel x Reader

Cheater!Angel x Heartbroken!Fem!Reader

The Underworld: it was thought of as a place of everlasting torture, where demons and ghosts roamed, personally responsible for your torment. Eternally the sinners were meant to pay for their crimes that they committed in their lifetime and it was a pit of darkness where the dead were decomposing.

Well, it's only half of that.
It was thought of as a horrid place that no one would ever want to go to; and for the most part that's true, it's full of drug addicts, serial killers and criminals - the worst people in society you can argue, but beneath the thick blanket of despair, there are special moments.

With special people and the happy hotel, where people genuinely are out to help you, sometimes it can be blissful.

But those moments never really last long.

-

I whispered, my hot breath a wisp against the tufts of seemingly hair that sat on top of Angel's head. I asked him a question, a question I had been pondering for a considerable amount of time, in fact, it rather haunted me.

'Will you ever leave me?

It was such a simple question, I rather loathe myself for even asking in the first place. I fear I had become rather attached to my boyfriend, far too much to be healthy. Perhaps that was my issue, obsessing over some demon so much that they mentally could not take it anymore.

Every demon congratulates the person who 'broke up with a psycho' but no one thinks about the demon at the other spectrum, I invested everything into my last partner, I became so, so infatuated with them, sacrificed so many things - relationships, opportunities and worst of all, a healthy set of mind.

They ruined me.
Sullied my love.
And yet the cycle continu-

'No.'

I was taken aback by the defiant tone of voice Angel took in answering my previous question, it was very alien to what I perceived of him before. His eyes seemed to look anywhere, mulling over a minuscule scratch in the wallpaper even, than me - they wondered, but not looking at a clear spot. Almost like he was peering somewhere far away, somewhere where I could not see.

Attempting to cease his frazzled nerves, I stroked the tips of his finger tips and glanced up at him with a forever wavering reassuring smile. He murmured, almost too quiet for me me to hear:

'I will never leave you.'

-

And yet the cycle continues.

My eyes were bloodshot red, tinting the normally glowing, almost angelic nature of my eyes, to a stained crimson. Forcing my eyes open upon rubbing the dark circles under my eyes, I examined the sheer state of my room, it was decimated, various possessions littering the floor and defaced paintings.

It was a rather special day in Hell too, for it was extermination day, a day where some of the painfully lucky demons get cleansed of this Hell. Charlie and her little group of so called friends, went out to save some demons from their second impending doom. Angel and I were, so fortunately, deemed as unfit to go for the fact that Angel simply did not want to go out there and I did not harbour as many useful powers as some do them.

I took in a sharp intake of air, running my hair through my unkept locks, my hands were already curled into fists as my eyebrows were furrowed into a rather aggressive expression. Furiously grabbing a photo of Angel and I at Loo Loo Land, I ran my nails along the cracks in the otherwise pristine picture frame.

The tips of my mouth turned up as I carelessly dropped the memorabilia, smashing it even more to the point where Angel's face was barely recognisable. Giggling slightly, I composed myself, temporarily repressing the anger bubbling up inside of me.