Fallen Love Hazbin Hotel Charlie x Male Reader

What The Hell! Is This Love?

Alastor poked his head up, surveying the scene. His eyes landed on Lucifer, who was sulking on the ground, while Y/N stood motionless, staring blankly in the direction where Charlie had fled.

Alastor: "Did I miss something?"

Mimzy, her voice dripping with sarcasm, snaps back.

Mimzy: "Oh, just Lucifer calling his daughter a failure and making her cry. Nothing major."

Alastor bursts into a fit of harsh laughter.

Alastor: "Ha! You're not just a lousy husband; you're a terrible father too!"

Rosie intervenes, trying to defuse the situation.

Rosie: "Alright, deer, let's get you sobered up before Lucifer decides to kill you."

Alastor, still chuckling, allows Rosie to guide him toward a different room.

Alastor: "He wouldn't dare. He's incapable of doing anything right! HAHAHA!"

As Rosie escorted the still-chuckling Alastor to another room, Angel Dust approached Y/N, concern etched on his face. He gently patted Y/N on the back.

Angel Dust: "Hey... are you okay?"

Y/N remained silent, his gaze fixed and empty, locked on the stairs that led to the upper floors. In the hallway leading to Charlie's room, Vaggie pounds on the door, her worry palpable.

Vaggie: "Charlie! Charlie! Please open up. I just want to know if you're okay."

She knocks again, more insistently this time.

Vaggie: "It doesn't matter what your shitty dad said, and who cares if your dream is... stupid..."

Realizing what she just said, Vaggie covers her mouth in horror. She leans her forehead against the door, regret filling her voice.

Vaggie: "I-I'm sorry, Charlie. You know that's not what I meant."

But the only response she gets is silence. Frustration and determination well up in her as she lifts her head and glares at the door.

Vaggie: "Fine, Charlie. I respected your privacy by knocking, but now I'm asserting my authority as your best friend by coming in anyway. Angel Dust! I need your fat head to knock down Charlie's door!"

Before Vaggie could act, heavy footsteps echoed ominously down the dark hallway. Her heart raced as she turned, her eyes widening when Y/N emerged from the shadows.

Y/N: "That won't be necessary."

Vaggie's protective instincts flared, and she positioned herself firmly in front of the door, her body a shield.

Vaggie: "I won't let you hurt her."

Y/N loomed over her, his presence menacing as he stared her down.

Y/N: "You think you can stop me?"

Vaggie's legs trembled, but she gripped her spear tightly, summoning all her courage.

Vaggie: "Maybe not, but I'll be damned if I don't try."

Her voice wavered, yet her resolve remained unbroken. To her surprise, Y/N's expression softened into a small, amused smile.

Y/N: "Hahaha! You've got more balls than I thought. Don't worry, I'm just here to make sure she's alright."

Vaggie, expecting fury, was taken aback by his calm demeanor. Despite her misgivings, she stepped aside. Y/N approached the door, knocking gently.

Y/N: "Princess? Can we talk... please?"

Vaggie, still skeptical, muttered under her breath.

Vaggie: "I've been trying for minutes. She's not going to open up."