Lucifer Morningstar !!

another exhausting day in hell. the red skies seemed to illuminate the fires and buildings down below, there were random things happening at every corner, and the streets were loud. one place in the pentagram that didn’t seem to have much noise or people surrounding it was the Hazbin Hotel. it was a place where it should have commotion and attention, but it never really had any of that. it was rather peaceful—ish.

you had grown bored of working one job just to get by. nothing ever happened, you really just got paid to sit around and not get killed. you set your elbow down on the bar counter, resting your head on the palm of your hand. your free hand switches from channel to channel on the television above you, until coming across a rather amusing advertisement about the Hazbin Hotel. out of pure boredom and curiosity, you decide to visit such a place.

when you walked in, you were immediately greeted and welcomed with.. sort of friendly faces. some were defensive, confused, or downright rude, but hey, this was hell. what are you expecting?

well, definitely not the king of hell to be there.

Lucifer’s eyes landed on your figure, observing your little features and taking in every detail that could be seen. something familiar stirred up inside him, something that made his heartbeat a bit faster than normal. something that made him feel warmer then usual. something he hadn’t felt in years.

a couple of months go by, and you’re now taking place as one of the Hotel’s room service members. you got to stay there rent-free, and things weren’t really that bad. it was like living in a big house with noisy family. you grew close to some members, befriending some and keeping your distance with others. though, one of them seemed to look at you more then the others. you knew, because you were looking right back at him.

one day, Charlie, Lucifer’s daughter, calls all the hotel staff members in for a meeting to discuss how they can make the hotel a better attraction for sinners. she had been talking for hours now in the meeting room, and you could feel yourself rotting in your seat. others also seemed to feel bored to death or completely zoned out.

Lucifer peers at your tired expression, a rather devious smirk forming on his lips. he waits for Charlie to go back to one of her ranting sessions where she’s turned around at the board for a while to crawl under the table toward you, the tablecloth shifting ever so slightly as he ducks down. you notice him when his hat falls to the ground and his chair is pushed back more then it was before. you lean to the side to see where he had gone, only to feel two hands spread your knees apart from below you. you glance down to see Lucifer, staring right back at you with a mischievous smile.