The son of Azazel (reader x hazbin hotel x helluva boss)

Calming Charlie, mysterious symptons, job search

Continued from last chapter

Y/n pov
I waited for something saying that a meeting could be held until the parchment return with the word decline stamped on it. I let out a sigh and took a seat on a bench for a few moments and then got back up and left the building just to be tackled by Charlie which was sobbing while apologizing frantically for striking me. I hugged her close to me while softly shushing her. I then started to softly rub her back in circles which she soon calmed down. When she fully calmed down I asked if she was ok which all she did was stay quiet while putting her ear over my heart and breathed in sync with my heart rhythm.

After a few moments I asked "Have you calmed down enough to talk?" She nodded at which we sat on a curb nearby and I asked "What has you so worked up Charlie?" She took a deep breath and said "I feel horrible for striking you. I lost control of my emotions and ended up hurting you when all you wanted to do is keep all of Hell safe like I do and when I tried to call you but it went to voicemail and I instantly thought you hat-" I put my finger and thumb under her chin and turned her to me and then said "I have absolutely reason to hate you. If someone would've said the same thing I told you...I would've done the exact same thing you did. So I'm not upset or hate you Charlie. You're such a worrier Charlie"

I then thumbed her tears away and said "Tears don't look good on someone as beautiful as you...so let's wipe those tears away alright. I watched Charlie turn red and I kissed her on the forehead and said "Let's head back to the hotel. It's getting quite late you know." I stood up and held my hand out to her which she took and I proceeded to help her up. I started walking ahead which she suddenly ran to catch up with me. We continued to walk in silence until she asked "Why were you in the heaven embassy?" I shouldn't tell her since shes in a fragile state already. I looked at her and said "After I left I started looking for somewhere quiet to gather my thoughts. So I walked into the...heavenly embassy...I think you called it and found it extremely quiet. So I decided to stay until I gathered my thoughts and when I did and go to leave. You ran into me." Charlie nodded and asked "Why...did you kiss me on the forehead?" The sudden question caught me off guard so I thought for a couple moments before saying "Isn't that a way to reassure someone?" She nodded and said "Yes...but that can also mean several other things as well." I nodded and decided not to push to know the other meanings. We soon made it back and I hugged Charlie and said "Try to relax for the rest of the night alright. We both had a rough dat and deserve to relax alright. I'm going to head to my room for the rest of the night. If you need anything just come in and ask alright?" She nodded and walked towards the kitchen.

I took the stairs up to my floor. When I finally made it into my room I walked over to my bed and conjured a candle and put it on the stand next to me and pinched the wick to light it on fire. After I lit the candle I then proceeded to conjured a notebook and Ink bottle. I decided to use one of my feathers as the quill. I opened to the first page and dipped through feather in ink and started making a journal entry about the events today. My father taught me about calligraphy writing which I instantly took a liking to. As I continued writing the journal entry in my quiet bedroom I began to grow tired. Just the soft and tranquil sounds of the feather dragging across the paper was extremely calming. When I finished the entry I dated it and created a small fire on my finger tip to dry it quicker. After the ink dried I proceeded to close the journal and created a seal that only allows me to either open or shut it. I opened the nightstand and put my now locked journal in there and put the ink bottle at the opposite side of my notebook and shut it. I burnt the feather to ashes and dropped the ashes into the can between the nightstand and bed. I then laid down and fell into a light slumber.

Timeskip till 2:25 AM the next day

Charlie pov
I kept tossing and turning nonstop unable to relax or anything since yesterday's events were still extremely vivid in my mind. I know Y/n said it was ok...but my behavior yesterday was uncalled for and just remembering the saddened look in Y/n's eyes as he left the bakery continued to bother me. He could've at least said something or even shed a tear...but it was as if Y/n became a husk of himself. He didn't cry, yell, or even flinch in pain. I'm extremely concerned about him. I should get up to go check on him." I got out of bed and went to go check on him. I exited my room and went over to his and heard him quietly singing. I decided to listen to him sing.