Helluva Boss X Reader (Season 1)

CHAPTER 80: DESPITE EVERYTHING

A lock creaked in the stale silence of the hallway. On the other side of the door, a pair of keys struggled to no avail.

Blitzø: Ah... fuck... this shitty door... hold on...

BAM!

The sound of a kick echoed loudly, rattling the splintered wood as the door swung open, crashing against the wall.

Blitzø entered without much grace, turning on the light with a click. A yellowish bulb flickered before illuminating the small apartment with its warm, depressing glow.

Blitzø: Well... uh... this is the place.

He announced awkwardly, as he introduced a mess decorated with horse posters and empty cans.

He stood there, hesitating for a few seconds. Then he reached out a hand toward the door, clumsily, as if trying not to scare a wild creature.

Blitzø: Are... you coming in?

But as soon as his hand approached, a sharp slap abruptly knocked his arm away. He instinctively stepped back, raising both hands, palms open.

And then, after a few seconds of tense silence, Loona crossed the threshold.

Her steps were slow, distrustful. She kept her arms crossed, clutching the long sleeves of her red sweatshirt like armor. Her ears drooped. Her gaze blazed. Every corner of the room was scanned by her bright, alert eyes, like a wild beast brought into new territory.

The place had a soul... but one of those old, sticky souls, covered in grease on the walls and dust in the corners. The few pictures hanging were crooked.
And in every corner... lint, dust, and an obscene amount of horse decorations.

Stuffed horses, ceramic horses, horse portraits framed with hearts, and even a pillow with the phrase embroidered "Ride even in your dreams." Hold on..

Loona frowned. She took a deep breath out of pure instinct and sniffed the air.

Immediately, a low growl escaped her throat. It stank.

Blitzø, who had been watching her out of the corner of his eye, noticed the change and his tail twitched nervously. He mimicked the hellhound, sucking in air.

Blitzø: Oh... yeah... must be the food in the fridge.

He stammered, trying to sound casual.

Blitzø: It's broken... but I'll fix it, I swear! It's on my to-do list... along with... y'know... other things...

Loona narrowed her eyes. She didn't trust that place. Or the smell. Or him.

But Blitzø had already turned away, with a silly, genuine emotion that made him look more like a child than a functioning adult. He skipped into the apartment, without checking if she was following.

Blitzø: Come on, I'll show you the house!

The hellhound froze.
The door behind her was still open. The Imp hadn't closed it.

But without knowing why, she moved forward.

Loona didn't take her eyes off him, not for a second. Her pupils followed Blitzø's every move as he walked ahead, waving his arms like an impromptu tour guide in his own personal disaster.

Blitzø: Here's the kitchen! The bathroom's right in front. It has a tub and a shower. The faucet on the left gives hot water, and the one on the right gives it cold...

He paused, staring at his own hands, thoughtful, trying to remember which was which.

Blitzø: Uh-Anyway, I bought a new toothbrush for ya, I didn't know what color to pick so I just...