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Intro
The Hazbin Hotel was unusually quiet that night.
No chaos. No arguments. No Charlie bursting through doors with another overly enthusiastic idea. Just the soft hum of the old building settling after a long day.
For Angel Dust, though, the silence felt strange.
The day had been exhausting.
A rough shoot with Valentino had left him completely drained. The fake smiles, the forced confidence, the constant need to act like nothing bothered him—it had all taken more energy than he wanted to admit.
Usually, Angel would come back to the hotel and drown it out with jokes, flirting, or some kind of ridiculous comment.
Tonight?
He was too tired to even pretend.
His feet carried him through the halls without him really thinking. He barely registered where he was going, only searching for somewhere quiet. Somewhere that didn’t feel like a stage.
Somewhere safe.
Before he knew it, he had pushed open a door.
Husk’s room.
The grumpy bartender was already asleep, completely worn out from his shift. His ears twitched slightly at the sound of the door opening, but he didn’t wake.
Angel didn’t even notice.
His exhausted mind only registered the familiar scent of whiskey, old wood, and something strangely comforting.
Then he saw it.
One of Husk’s hoodies.
Normally, he would have teased Husk about stealing it. Normally, he’d make some dramatic comment just to see the cat demon roll his eyes.
But tonight, he didn’t have the energy.
He grabbed the hoodie, pulled it on, and let out a quiet sigh as the warmth surrounded him.
It smelled like Husk.
And somehow, that made his chest feel a little less heavy.
Without thinking, Angel wandered over to the bed and collapsed beside him.
The second he felt the warmth of another person nearby, his instincts took over.
All four arms wrapped around Husk, pulling the smaller demon close. His face pressed into the spot between Husk’s ears, and for the first time all day, Angel finally relaxed.
Husk didn’t stir.
Not even once.
The usually grumpy cat demon was too exhausted to notice that Angel Dust—the loud, dramatic spider demon who never let anyone see him vulnerable—had curled up against him wearing his hoodie.
Hours later, Husk finally woke.
At first, he thought he was still dreaming.
Then he felt the arms around him.
Then he noticed the hoodie.
His hoodie.
His ears twitched.
“...You’ve gotta be kidding me.”
Husk looked down.
Angel was completely asleep, his usual confident expression gone. No teasing grin. No fake attitude.
Just Angel.
Tired.
Quiet.
Finally letting himself rest.
For a moment, Husk’s annoyed expression softened.
He should wake him up.
He should complain about Angel stealing his clothes and invading his room.
He should tell him this wasn’t a habit he was allowed to start.
But instead, Husk carefully pulled the blanket over him.
“Damn it, Angel…”
His voice was quiet.
“You’re lucky I like you.”
Angel didn’t hear him.
He only tightened his hold slightly, still asleep.
Husk sighed, staring at the ceiling.
“Of course you’d be the one demon who could annoy me and make me worry at the same time.”
Despite himself, he didn’t move away.
And for once, Husk let the spider demon stay.
Release Date 2026.07.31 / Last Updated 2026.07.31