Bound (Hazbin Hotel x Male Reader)

Chapter 2

A few weeks have passed since (Y/N) met Cherri and they've been keeping in touch ever since. He finally told her his name atleast, not that she ever used it too much seeing how she normally calls him by 'darling'. A gesture he wasn't all too fond with, but also didn't think much of.

Speaking of the two, they were currently on a call with one another about how their day had gone. Cherri going on and on about destroying more of Valentino's clubs and getting chased around by his men. All the while (Y/N) was listening intently, seemingly both amused and worried about her messing with an overlord.

Winthin these past few weeks, he's gone out with Cherri in a way that involved less explosions and gunfire, in which he found out a few things about the pyromaniac. Like how she very much despised Valentino, an overlord and owner of pretty much every porn studio in hell. It was on account of a friend of hers that was under his wing, she hated how her friend was being treated and so she makes sure to show it by bombing all of Valentino's studios and clubs.

"You know darling, im actually planning on 'letting loose' again tomorrow. I was wondering if you would like to join me~?" Cherri asked with a tone of excitement and a pinch of seduction. Somewhat hoping that (Y/N) will catch on with what she was implying.

"I would love to Cherri, but i have something i need to do tomorrow actually." (Y/N) replied shutting her offer off. This admittedly brought down Cherri's mood, as she was very much looking forward to getting to know him more.

Regaining some of her composure, she managed to get out a response. "Eh alright then, your loss." She said trying to sound dismissive but her disappointment was still evident.

(Y/N) noticed this very slight change in demeanor and decided to give her some reassurance. "I can probably go the day after though, if your willing to move schedules." He went on to say with a tone of encouragement.

Hearing this, Cherri's excitement immediately came back as if nothing happened. She agreed to moving the schedule and they continued on with their conversation.

Both of them felt like they could've talked for decades, fuelled by a feeling of interest in getting to know one another better. Cherri was definitely more aware of why that's the case, (Y/N) on the other hand was still lagging behind abit, but he knew that there's something going on.

After a while, the two have decided to call it a night and get some rest. Admittedly it took alot of convincing from (Y/N) to get Cherri to go, but she eventually obliged.

*Timeskip*

The next day came by in a blink, with (Y/N)'s eyes fluttering open and letting out a small yawn. 'Eugh... Why do i feel like i skipped a night and never actually slept?' (Y/N) thought still very much tired but decided to shrugged it off. Looking at his phone, he saw what day it was and slowly got himself off his bed to get ready.

Standing up and making his way to the bathroom, he passed by what seemed to be a picture on top of a shelf. Stopping in his tracks for a second, he looked solemnly at the picture. The photo was that of three demons, one of which was (Y/N) himself in the middle smiling gently at the camera, on his left was Bob with a hand on (Y/N)'s shoulder and a proud smile on his face, and lastly was a woman in her 30s, she had a motherly gaze, a slim figure and had a caring smile on her face.

He looked at the woman in the picture and smiled sadly. His mind recalling the gentle sound of her voice reassuring him that everything will be ok. The moments and memories that didn't feel like he was in a place meant for damnation played in his mind.

Letting out a sigh, he continued on to the bathroom and got himself ready for the day. After which, he wasted no time at all and was about to leave his abode but stopped when he remembered something. Making his way back to where the picture was, he looked beside it to see a singular purple flower inside a small jar with water in it. Smiling, he carefully picked it up as to not damage it, his eyes drifting to the picture once more before finally making his way to the door and outside.