Hazbin H. / Helluva Boss OnEshOts!

Husk Drabbles 🐈

-1-

"What's your problem, pussycat?"

Husk glanced at you and then took a long gulp of beer before responding,

"Nothing."

You sighed as you realized the issue.

"Oh come on. They were just complimenting my pants."

"They were complimenting your *ss and you know it."

"Well, what am I supposed to do about it Husk? What do you want me to do, huh?"

"For starters you can ditch those skin-tight jeans."

There was silence as the two of you stared at eachother from your respective sides of the counter. With a shrug, you stood up and began to unbutton the jeans.

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT."

-2-

*boom*

Husk snuggled his face deeper into your shoulder, his body almost fully wrapped around your front. This was one of the many sides of himself that nobody was allowed to see. Except for you.

"It's alright Husk. Everything's fine. It's just a thunderstorm."

"... I know."

And despite him saying that, you both knew that the only reason Husk feared the storm was because once it wasn't just thunder. And he hadn't realized until it was too late. You hugged your lover in return, making sure his ears were covered so the next *boom* would be a little bit softer.

-3-

"I know that neither of you are patients, but it's still important to uphold a good image for yourselves so the hotel doesn't look bad! How did this even happen?!"

You and Husk were currently sitting in an empty room that served as an infirmary. Niffty was wrapping your arm in a bandage and Vaggie was pacing back and forth in front of you two as Charlie handled business with the bar Husk had practically destroyed.

"Some guy slapped [YN]'s butt while they were taking a pool shot. So I kicked his *ss."

"And then the guy's sidehoe called Husk a b*tch so of course I had to kick their ass."

"Triggered a classic bar fight, except this one brought the whole building down."

Vaggie groaned and rubbed her temples.

"Could you two get any more chaotic?"

"Yeah. We also caused a car accident on the way back."

-4-

Husk sat in the lobby, waiting for someone to come down the stairs and tell him you were okay. You had to be. You two had been through far too much for things to just end like this. When Alastor came down the stairs Husk pushed aside his urge to scowl and stood up.

"How is he/she?"

Alastor's smile seemed a bit.. forced. He exhaled.

"I normally love to be the bearer of bad news, but it almost pains me to say that [YN] has.. stopped breathing."

"...they'll come back. They can't die. Not permanently. Not unless.."

Alastor pulled a weapon from behind his back. It was the dagger that demon had slit your throat with, but a closer look allowed Husk to see that it was too regal to be a normal knife. It was an Exterminator's blade.

Husk ran up the stairs, too tense to deal with the wait of an elevator ride. When he burst through the doors of your room, he expected you to be sitting on your bed with that idiotic grin he loved so much.

Instead you were laying down, breathless and never to smile again.