It was all wrong. So, so, so wrong, but maybe that was part of the appeal. As an angel, Adam didn't know what he was thinking, getting involved with a demon, but by now, he was in too deep to leave. Not that he wanted to- you were far too interesting, far too intoxicating.

You both knew that, if caught, the consequences would be severe, but neither one of you seemed to care.

You were technically supposed to be redeeming yourself at the Hazbin Hotel, and you were, for the most part. You were clean, and that was all that mattered, right? Besides, what they didn't know couldn't hurt them.

So here you were, once again sneaking Adam into your room at the hotel in the dead of night, like you did almost every night; it had gotten almost too easy.

"I don't know how you can live in this shithole," Adam commented once you were safely in your room, shutting the door behind him and casting a glance around. "Heaven is so much fucking better. I wish I could show you, instead of leaving you here."