Hazbin Hotel x Reader Oneshots

Jealous!Sir Pentious X Male!Reader

'Silent Treatment'

- requested by ChuckysBitch

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Y/n slumps down on one of the red couches in exhaustion, a groan escaping his lips. The last guest was a mess; literal green slime that spread on the carpet and could pack a real punch. Y/n would know since he was at mercy of the guy, bruises forming on his face and his forearm that express the pain of the guest's attacks.

Charlie had apologised for being unable to help him much. She tried to grab the guest, but he just kept liquidating when she did and continued to beat the shit out of Y/n.  After the guest had flung away Vaggie, who had stepped in with her spear, everyone backed away while Charlie panicked of how to save Y/n.

Suddenly shadows surged from a source behind them, they turned to see Alastor with the darkest grin on his face.

After all, Y/n and Alastor were once a couple.

To cut it short, the guest is now in the "infirmary" unconscious and trapped in a wine bottle for safety reasons. Y/n laughed when Charlie told him, questioning if the safety is for the hotel or for the guest.

He looks up, expecting a ceiling but is instead met with a familiar sharp-toothed grin and joyous eyes.  Y/n is startled, but smiles realising who it is. "Where have you been?"

"Busy with other matters." Alastor suddenly pops up in front of him, holding a bag of ice to Y/n. 

He takes it, thanking Alastor quietly and placing it on his right, bruised, eye. "Thanks Al,", he smiles gratefully, "for this and for helping me."

Alastor grimaces at the look of Y/n's bruises. "You should have notified me, instead of dealing with it yourself." 

"I'm not a child Al, and you don't need to protect me anymore." Y/n winks with his good eye and jokes, "Sir Pentious has that job now."

Alastor furrows his eyebrows and speaks in fascination, "I never understood why you choose that sap to be your boyfriend. I keep forgetting his name, he's not very memorable..." 

Y/n gets up, laughing at Alastor knowing he was half joking. He thinks back to Sir Pentious, his cute serpent overlord. Y/n can't pull off the cheesy smile on his face as he thinks of his lover waiting at home. 

"He's important to me..." Y/n catches himself mumbling, a blush on his cheeks afterwards. He clears his throat and changes the topic, "Anyways, I'm gonna throw in the towel. Is there anything else you want me to do?" 

"No, you can leave. I'll deal with the guest..."
"Thanks Al!"  Y/n envelops Alastor in a warm hug, the overlord surprised but accepting Y/n's nature.
"No worries, darling. Now, go home to Sir Pentious." 

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It turned out Sir Pentious is busy worrying about other things.

"Boss, I'm sure Y/n meant that hug as a thank you! You know, Y/n is over Alastor and Alastor is over Y/n-"
"- Of course I know that!" He hisses at the whimpering egg, his forked tongue flickering in and out. He sighs and slithers towards the window of his evil blimp, keeping and arguing theories in his head.