Hazbin Hotel 31 Day One Shot Challenge

Day 9 - Will you be my Valentine?

Thought this would be a great way to end off February. A cute little RadioDust one shot of Angel trying and failing to ask out Alastor. Hope you enjoy.

I always have men and women after me.Who wouldn't want to date a celebrity? I was one of the most well-known demons out there. I'm on posters, merchandise, and most channels that play my movies.

I've been asked out dozens of times. Most of the time, I have no interest. That would be because those guys that ask me out aren't even guys. There's nothing against women, I just never felt that way toward a girl. If a guy comes up and asks me out, I typically entertain them for a night. I do make them pay me of course, but that's as far as it goes. The more people want me, less interested I am. So when I met him, he intrigued me.

He didn't know who I was. He didn't care who I was. He treated me like everyone else he met. At first, I didn't mind him. But I soon found myself wanting to be around him a lot more.

It started with me just trying to talk to him. That was a lot more difficult than I thought it would be. Most of the conversations I gave him were part of my act. I convinced myself a long time ago that the way I need to be is my true self. He seemed to be very uncomfortable and dismissed me whenever I started to talk like that.

It wasn't until he and I just spent an afternoon in the kitchen. Away from prying eyes, and things we were just doing were simple enough that we just began to talk. We actually had some things in common. We both had bastards of fathers, and angels of mothers. He couldn't relate to having siblings, and I couldn't relate to having friends in my lifetime. Down here in hell, I was able to make friends. I know that some of them aren't real, but the few that are, I do cherish them. I think part of me thinks that he does as well. At least I hope he does. Because I would be included in that cherishment.

After he and I had that little bonding moment, he seemed to be more relaxed about me. Or rather, I stopped trying to be a fake version of myself when I was around him. The others, I can keep up the act all I want, but with him, I can be real. I realize that I fell for him.

After I came to that realization, I wanted to ask him out. The problem is, it is really hard to ask the person you like out. When I ask out other people, I have no feelings for them. It means nothing to me. The second I went to ask him out, I got choked up.

I couldn't bring myself to get out a single word out. He did ask if something was up, and I embarrassed myself so bad. I felt like I couldn't even bring myself to see him again until I realized that it was more painful to try and stay away. From there, I tried again. And again. I kept choking up and I had no idea why. How was this so hard? I thought for a moment and decided to make the perfect plan to ask him out on Valentine's Day, which just happened to be a few days from now.

I got my best friend, Cherri, to help me. While she didn't quite understand why I liked the man, she was always going to be supportive. It wasn't like he had tried to hurt me yet. I told her that I felt safe near him, and he understood me a lot more than people think.

Shrugging, she just help me figure out a few possible suggestions on how to ask him out. She said that because I couldn't ask him directly, I should just write him a note. So I did that. People don't realize this, but I am actually really good with my words. My sister and I were often home alone, and we would just read the books our parents had. Some of them ended up being poetry. I took to it more than she did, something our father did not approve of, but I kept up with the practice in secret. Even in Hell.

You move as gracefully as a deer,

Your radio voice is what I hear.

I feel safe by your side in hell,

When I am embraced by your presence, all is well.

When darkness falls I know it's your shadow

My love for you is not shallow.

I watch you and yearn for your embrace,

Silently, I just stand in your grace.

To me, you are not just some Overlord,

Rather you are someone I look for.

Our time we've spent is what I treasure,

Seeing your smile brings me pleasure.

I know my words are not very graceful,

But I hope you take me as yours, Your darling Angel.

I did contemplate on putting my name down, but I feel like he would have understood that it was from me. I signed it indirectly through the words. Through all of my attempts, this one was the one that scared me the most. I took the poem and slipped it under his door. It was too late to turn back now.

The next few hours felt like torture. I hadn't heard from him or anyone for that matter. I wandered through the halls of the hotel until I felt a familiar presence. I stood frozen, already knowing that he read it. I couldn't face him. If he rejects me, the friendship we had developed, or something I hope we had developed, was all for not. It wasn't until I opened my eyes that I saw a shadow in front of me holding a rose.

Blinking, I turn around and see Alastor standing there. He had his classic grin, but I could tell this one was real. His face was slightly red.

I took the rose and walked up to him. He offered up his hand, and I gladly took it.

"Mon ange, I will happily take you as mine."

"Heh, Glad you accepted me as your Valentine." I told him with a slight blush forming on my face.

I knew he wasn't a big fan of touch, so I was surprised when he embraced me with a hug. It took me a moment before I hugged him back.

"I will make sure nothing happens to you. I will protect the person I love most which is you." He whispered his promise into my ear.

"I... I love ya, too, Al..." I said, Before we just spent the rest of the evening together. Before long, the end of day had approached, and I hadn't realized that I had rested my head on his shoulder and fallen asleep. It was the first time in a long time, that I truly felt safe by someone I love.

A/N: this had to be my favorite one in the while. And I know that I've only done 9 days, but this one's still was my favorite. I love the radio dust ship, and wild poetry is not my specialty, I think I did pretty well on this one. I hope you guys liked it. See you tomorrow.

~Akira

Posted: 2/29/2024