Hazbin Hotel x Reader

Good Ending - Yandere!Valentino x Jevil!Reader x Yandere!Angel

Thanks for your idea EmanuelaCello6 ! This is a short extension for the mini series, I really liked your idea, though I doubt I did it justice.
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'Y/N? What happened?

Angel approached me, his breath hitching in his throat in response to the entire uncalled for exchange. Valentino took a sharp intake of breath next to Angel, one look at his face made it deathly obvious he was restraining himself from fleeing the scene.

'What happened, Angel? What happened..' My tone of voice became softer at the latter clause, 'I don't know. I know the truth now. There's no need to hide it.'

'What truth, come on, speak to me baby,' Valentino stepped forward cautiously, trying to regain his normal trademark smile and demeanour.

'Don't baby me.' I almost turned my nose up at his behaviour, sneering at him as my right hand curled into a fist.

I approached him at an alarming speed, 'You don't like me. Stop putting on a show. Everybody knows you only go after little sluts. And I'm just a virgin bitch.'

I glared at him, my permanently etched smile, glaringly obvious as he backed away.

'You ruined me.'

'You made me think you'd given me a chance.'

'But you're just like the others.'

Beside me where Angel was standing, observing the rapid events. He suddenly burst forward, almost tripping on the debris on the floor.

'Y/N, look.' He seized my arm, using his multiple hands to fixate my chin so I was forced to look at him. I hastily attempted to shake his grasp but ultimately failed. The contact was burning my wrist, small sharp indents in my skin. I realised how much he wanted me to listen.

Then for the first time - I truly looked.

I looked at him, the frightened nature of the expression that seemed unnatural painted on his face, how his eyebrows were furrowed in a desperate manner, just begging for me to return. His mouth was agape slightly.

But his eyes. It was a look of pure fear. Glass glossed over his irises as he pleaded with me.

I-

I didn't want this.

I didn't want Angel to be afraid.

Maybe it was the smile scar.

But inside, I knew.

'I'm scared of you, Y/N. Don't you see it?'

Inside I knew he was scared of me.

I blinked back, the pool of hated in my stomach disappearing as my eyes regained their normal appearance, it was as if my newfound harsh demeanour seeped into the very ground beneath my feet. What was I doing?

Angel looked at me, his eyes softening significantly at the vulnerable expression that dawned on me. I could feel it.

The same warmth.
The same warmth when he looked at me.
The same warmth when he smiled at me.

Angel reached out and hugged me, using all his arms to pull me closer into his embrace while he buried his face into my shoulder.

Warmth radiated from him.

As he retracted his grasp, he stared at me one last time and he smiled.

And I smiled back.