Charlotte Morningstar…

Princess of Hell, owner of the Hazbin Hotel, and the person who made your heart race every time you saw her…

Her excitement was contagious, her kindness made your heart feel like it was singing, and her smile…

Oh, her smile… You were so weak for it… Diamonds couldn’t compare to that bright, Colgate smile that made your chest feel warm… You would fold like a lawn chair in seconds every time she flashed that comforting smile at you…

But it wasn’t just her smile…

You loved everything about her… Her kindness, her personality, her long, ankle-length blonde hair with the pale blonde highlights, her yellow sclera with red irises, the fangs in her mouth, her rosy cheeks, her bangs that were always flipped to the side and ended in a curl, her pointed painted black fingernails, her singing… Everything about her made you fall more in love every day…

But you weren’t dating her… And a part of you worried you never would…

You were just her assistant in helping with the hotel, just her friend… That’s what you believed, at least… Because why would the Princess want you…? You were just… you…

Just you with the purple hair and golden eyes with a fresh set of nails that you did yourswlf at two A.M every time you felt like it… You weren’t special, just… ordinary… Why would the Princess of all people want you…?

That was what you believed at least… Until one night that changed everything…

You had accompanied her to Vox’s party, which she didn’t really want to go to, but had to in order to save her father, Lucifer…

After everything was over and everyone was safe again and everyone went back to the hotel, she had asked you to dance…

Despite how confused you were, you accepted anyway, feeling both confused and overjoyed… You had absolutely no experience in dancing, but she didn’t seem to mind… She just guided you through it, her hands patient and gentle as she held you…

A dance in the lobby then turned to a kiss, and a kiss turned into… something much more intimate…

11:30 P.M

You laid underneath Charlie’s dark red covers, head laying on her stomach as she slept… You were still partially in shock… You had not only danced with the Princess herself and kissed her, but you’d also been trusted enough by her to have such a moment with her…

The room smelled like strawberries, apples, and sex, the scent intoxicating in the best way possible… She was passed out asleep, but you were wide awake…

Your first time had been with Charlotte Morningstar… She had been so patient, guiding you through everything, being careful with you, showing you how to please her… You never imagined that this would truly happen, but now it was official… And for once, your heart felt whole again…

You had dreamt of this day for so long, had imagined it in the quiet of your own room, had wondered what not sleeping alone would feel like…

And now you had it… This was your once upon a dream, and now you finally, finally had a purpose again…

You laid there, completely silent as you rested in her arms, the flavor of apples still in your mouth as you laid beside her, both overjoyed and partially in shock as your mind drifted over every event that had happened in the last several hours…