Hell's Knight hazbin hotel x male reader(Old Version)

chapter 19

Our little angel has a shit day.

Lucky husk is here.
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Angie, baby, come here." val's smooth voice slipped into angel's thoughts. angel's breath caught in his throat, any words he may he have considered voicing dying on his tongue when his eyes met val's.

angel didn't know what he'd done wrong this time. he thought he'd done good this far he grab that gun that kid brought to the ball and gave it to Val, actually. he knew he hadn't exactly been the best actor lately, but what the fuck did val expect from working him so much? he tried. he fucking tried.

angel wrapped his robe around himself, walking over to where val was sat with an air of false confidence that he knew val could easily see through. he just couldn't bring himself to lower his act with the rest of the film crew still here.

angel stood in front of val, making a point to keep eye contact despite the burning look in val's eyes. "somethin' wrong?" he asked hesitantly.

"'something wrong'?" val echoed, his voice dripping with venom. "angel, what the fuck was that?"

angel flinched slightly at the tone, forcing himself to stay rooted in place. he wanted to turn tail and run as far away from val as he could.

except he couldn't. he could never leave. val loved to remind him of it any time he 'acted up' in his eyes.

"uh... actin'?" angel responded quietly, tilting his head slightly.

apparently, that was the wrong thing to say, because before angel could even process what was happening, val had grabbed his arm and begun to drag him towards his dressing room.

the sound of the door slamming rung loud in angel's ears as he was tossed to the floor like a ragdoll. he supposed that's all he was to val, anyways.

"val, i-"

"shut up," val deadpanned, grabbing angel by the hair and slamming his skull back against the floor. angel's eyes screwed shut while he yelped in pain, his entire head beginning to pound and throb so hard he swore it was going to explode. he gasped in surprise as val yanked him up by the hair again, bringing him close so that their bodies were flush together. angel couldn't see val's expression now, and that only made the fear twisting around in his gut stronger. he needed to see val's face to know how to respond accordingly.

val probably knew that by now, though. angel knew how much val loved to torment him. this was just another method of that.

"you call that fucking acting, angel?" val hissed into angel's ear, his grip tightening to the point that angel's scalp was numb, yet somehow burning.

"val, please," angel begged. his words only caused val to roughly shove him forwards. angel stumbled, toppling over onto the couch. he scrambled to get up, but he began to cower and curl up on the couch the second he saw val walking towards him.

"did you not fucking hear me? shut up."

angel almost spoke, nearly begged for mercy, but he kept his mouth shut like val wanted. it'd be over soon enough, he told himself. once val got everything out of his system, he could go back to the hotel, and-

val grabbed angel's neck, choking his thoughts out of his head, because now angel could think about was how he couldn't fucking breathe. angel instinctively went to grab onto val's arm in an attempt to break himself free, but he could still see the dangerous glare in his eyes despite the black spotting his vision, and his arms dropped down to his sides almost as soon as he had raised them.

the pounding in angel's skull went numb and light, his eyes fluttering while he tried to desperately keep his consciousness afloat.

"c'mon, angel cakes. let go, baby, it's okay," val soothed, but to angel, it felt like fiery poison in his veins, burning him alive from the inside.