--Hazbin Hotel -- Charlie x Male reader oneshots! AUs! and scenarios!

(Requested!) Charlie x Male anti-hero

*Requested by AndrewAssassins*

Charlie let out a sigh of exhaustion as she sat down in her bed

It been too long of a day.

Charlie had a load of paperwork for the hotel, she had to keep Husk from tearing Angel Dust apart from his incessant flirting.

She also had to listen to Vaggie rant on about how Alastor could not be trusted.

The only thing that helped her keep sane that night was (Y/n) who seemed to never be too busy to help her with whatever she asked.

Charlie let out a sigh as she thought about the sweet demon he always seemed to be a symbol of peace in the chaotic hotel but it bothered her on how secretive he was.

Many times she had thought she heard him talking to someone whenever he was by himself on account of how he distanced himself from everyone staying away form the crowd but listening intently.

Charlie had noticed these habits and began to worry for him maybe he was sad or didn't like a co-worker? 

She wanted to find out.

Charlie turned on the TV in her room and found that she was on the 666 news channel.

Charlie growled out in irritation with just hearing those words after what that reporter Katie Killjoy had done to her.

She was about tot change the channel when something caught her interest.

"Breaking news! Another sighting of the mysterious vigilante has been spotted in the east side of the pentagram! The Vigilante was seen killing a group of gangsters who attempted to kill a dumbass businessman who walked down their street let's see the live feed." Katie killjoy informed with a wide smile.

The camera focused on a shadow which was getting shot at by the gangsters who were shouting in panic the vigilante jumped over one gangster grabbed him and used him as a shield as the others let out shots at the gangster killing him instead. 

The Vigilante jumped forward the hood hiding his face save for his mouth which had a large smile and larger teeth and a long tongue.

The gangsters attempted to flee but one by one they were caught and killed.

The vigilante let out a growl and roared in victory turned to the camera growled and jumped onto a roof and quickly left the scene.

Charlie had heard of the Vigilante from both demons who talked of him around her and look around fearfully as though saying the name summoned him.

Then her father also mentioned the Vigilante when she visited he seemed interested in the Vigilante but was more concerned with political issues in hell.

Charlie was curious why did the vigilante do what he did? Was he trying to help demons or just kill demons when the stumble across him surely not the second part right? After all he did leave the victim alive.

She wanted to meet the demon.

The next morning Charlie walked into the lobby in a good mood as usual when she spotted (Y/n) looking tired as all hell holding a coffee mug.

"(Y/n) are you alright? You seem really tired." Charlie said approaching him resting a hand on his shoulder causing him to jump.

"Y-yeah yeah I'm fine! I'm just really tired." (Y/n) said tiredly as he turned towards her a bruise on his face in the shape of a fist she could swear she saw the outline of a ring in the bruise too.

"(Y/n) why do you have a bruise what happened?" Charlie asked going into full on worry mode.

"Huh oh this I uh fell and hit my face on a...table." (Y/n) finished then scowled as though someone said something to him.

Charlie frowned that sounded like complete bullshit.

"You hit the side of your face...on a table?" Charlie asked with doubt a brow raised.

"Yeah...Yeah a fuckin table.." (Y/n) said as he grumbled the last part

"I'm sorry Charlie...im not really focused right now can take a day off? I just really need some fuckin sleep." (Y/n) said pinching the bridge of his nose as he looked down sleep trying to drag him down.

"Of course (Y/n), just tell me when you feel better ok?" Charlie asked as she put a hand on his arms secretly surprised to feel quite a bit of muscle there.

"Thanks darlin' I owe you." (Y/n) smiled at her making Charlie smile back 

She always got him to smile no matter what.

"Oh and watch out for anymore tables." Charlie teased making (Y/n) roll his eyes

"I will try." (Y/n) mused as he hugged her Charlie let out a squeak of surprise at the tight hug but hugged back happily though she could not squeeze him tightly.

That same night (Y/n) followed charlie on the rooftops as she walked to get things for the hotel whilst (Y/n) continued to follow protecting her his demon form taking over.

"Why do we not just kiss her and tell her that we are the Vigilante be assertive!" His demon form growled into his mind.

"No! Charlie is a sweet girl I don't want to rope her into our bullshit we got a shitload of problems to deal with powerful demons want us dead! Besides I doubt she would love me anyways."

The demon grunted in his mind hating the reasoning but letting the subject go for now.

Charlie had made it to the store which she decided to pick up food for the kitchen at the hotel.

(Y/n) watched from a rooftop as Charlie picked up this and that and taking it with her to the front and buying it.

"Duck."

(Y/n) jumped to his left when a shot rang out the bullet whizzing past him and hitting the store on the other side of the street. 

Looking back (Y/n) could see the gleam of a scope in the moonlight a few roof tops away a muzzle flashed abd (Y/n) dodged that bullet as well.

(Y/n) had readied to run forward and confront the shooter when he remembered where the first bullet hit at the store.

Turning around (Y/n) went to check the store dropping off the roof and running across the street looking in he saw no one he walked forward to check inside when another shot rang out (Y/n) yelled in pain and dropped down his vision blurring.

Going in and out of consciousness (Y/n) saw a figure stand over him rifle slung over his shoulder 

Lifting his hand up he touched his ear through the mask.

"Target is down. Heading home." The figure turned and walked away going back into darkness he drifted awake for a few moments to hear someone ask if he was okay that someone was blurry had blonde hair and had a tuxedo with a red business jacket on.

(Y/n) finally fell into complete unconscious.