A lot of luck, a lot of alcohol. (LOONA X HUSK)

Love Lockdown

(Note: italics like this are flashbacks)

<Hazbin Hotel>

Loona woke up with a huge headache, mostly from binge drinking with the bartender last night. Almost no memories of anything, other than talking up a storm with Husk. She stood up, clutching her head and surveying her surroundings. She was in her hotel room, alone, clothes still on her body from yesterday, and the stiff smell of alcohol filled the room. As she made it to the bathroom, Loona took a shower, clearing her head and got dressed. Swiping her keys to the room and her phone, she left to the bar.

Husk was in a similar situation, extremely hungover, but unlike Loona, he could perfectly recollect the events of the night prior. His brain was spiraling with pain and confusion as he thought about last night, warmth flushed his face.

<Last Night>

Laughter filled the air, both the hellhound and demon cat were enjoying their company. Both drunk off the toxic drinking they had been chugging for most of the day. This was the way it was for Husk, and a pretty normal occurrence for Loona as well, but they never got drunk with someone.

After a few minutes, things went quiet, Husk finished his bottle and tossed it, satisfying himself with the crash of the glass as it hit the ground. His chuckled with slurring words when he did it, bringing his eyes up to Loona again. Before, the pair never really stared at each other like this. Something about the drinking, the time together alone, or maybe the fact they were so much alike.

"So. You gonna answer my question?"

"What? I'm gunna stay here or not?" Loona replied. They both were slurring their words.

"Duh?"

"Mmm. Maybe for a certain bar." Loona slyly stated, the effects of alcohol fully diminished any form of nervousness.

"Oh really?" Husk's ears perked up, face burning up.

"Mhmmmm~ yeahhh."

Husk didn't exactly know what to do in this situation, but he thought "fuck it". He closed the gap between them, no seat in between them, sitting right next to each other.

"Hmmm? Getting all confident Husky?~"

"Don't fuckinnn call me that." Husk replied with a chuckle, drunkenly rolling his eyes.

"Whatcha gonna do huh? Bite me?"

"Ooh I fuckin might."

Loona's drunk mind thought it'd be a great idea to mess with the bartender, and maybe some of it was genuine.

"Yes please~"

Husk was absolutely floored. Heart beating at 300 BPM, face as red as Alastor, and mind going insane. He was never in love in a while, but he found the feeling again. This was his heart making leaps for something it'd never reach. He didn't really know what to do, but tossed Loona another bottle, earning a slurred and flirtatious "thanks".

After a while of flirting and drunken admiration from both parties, they were now leaning on each other on the couch, Loona scrolling her phone as Husk was rattling on about a story.

"S-so there's this fucker boutta just fuckin lose his MIND with this game right? And I'm all in his shit and he's shaking in his boots man. Like damn. He lost all his money!" His ramblings made almost no sense whatsoever, but Loona listened anyway, laughing along with the cat demon.

"Seriously?!" Loona roared with laughter, slurring alongside Husk.

"Ha! Yepppp. Dumbass had no idea. I just plopped down those cards and BAM. Straight!" Husk chuckled and slipped down, falling on Loona's lap.