Smoke dreams part 1

from /hhg/ - Hazbin Hotel General #358 and #360
part 2: https://pastebin.com/QpCWTnhz
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I want Vaggie to yell at me for coming home late from work then hug me because she loves me
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>you'll never crash in the hazbin hotel to get away from the insanity
>never be drawn from your room one late night following a gentle sob
>never find Vaggie curled up on the couch crying over Charlie leaving her
>never ever so softly brush away a tear from her face as you try to comfort her
>you'll never wrap your arms around her tightly as she clings to your shoulder and cries into your chest
>never gently rock her and comfort her until she cries herself to sleep in your arms
>never carry her to bed, brushing a strand of hair from he tear soaked face
>never shed a tear at her bedside, only for her to gently squeeze your hand
>you'll never see that sad smile painted across her face as you hold each other
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>you'll never take her out for dinner to take her mind of Charlie
>never get to crack jokes with her until she finally breaks her glum stare
>never get to see that beautiful smile creep across her face because your unrelenting love
>she'll never run her thumb across the top of your hand as you get lost in each others eyes
>never get to see her flustered crimson cheeks as the waiter interrupts your tender moment
>you'll never wine and dine that grey skinned beauty, just to take her home and cuddle in bed
>never have her whisper sweet nothings in your ear as she runs her fingers in your hair
>never drift off to sleep talking to each other
>never wake up to the smell of her cooking you breakfast
>you'll never grab her by the hips and lovingly kiss at her neck as she giggles over the stove
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>another late shift in the deli
>is it really already 1 in the morning?
>ah fuck, I missed some texts from Vaggie while I was cleaning up
>man she's gonna be pissed when I get home

Where the fuck have you been anon?!
>she's definitely pissed
>Ow fuck, she didnt need to punch me

>"Sorry V, day shift shafted me again so I was stuck cleanin all night..."
And you couldn't have texted me back?
>"I didn't even know ya texted me until I was already almost home..."
I was worried sick you chuckle fuck, dont do that shit to me!
>"I know, I know, I'm sorry babe... Forgive me?"

>I'll take that hug as a yes
>Fuck her grip is tight, this is nice though
Text me next time asshole!
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>huh... what time is it
>7 am... why the fuck do I smell bacon
you reach out to your side, but nobodies there
>Vaggie must be makin breakfast... thought she hated cooking?

You creep ever so slowly into the kitchen, peeking in to see Vaggie sliding a few crispy pieces of bacon around an old frying pan. She dressed in one of your old t-shirts, the hem falling just above her knee

>"Mornin V, that smells fan-fucking-tastic"
F-Fuck anon, don't creep up on me like that!
>"Scared I might steal breakfast before you get any?~"
Like I'd let you take all of it with all your fingers ya ass
>"Mmmmhm, you're up awfully early, whats the occasion?"
Well, you've been workin a lot lately, figured I'd make you some breakfast for once. Don't tell me you'd rather have some bland ass cereal...
>"God no, I just know you hate cookin is all"

The whole time you two shoot the wind, your hands are lightly gripping her hips, rocking her ever so gently as you rest your chin on her shoulder.
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I still hate cooking, but I don't mind it so much if its for you anon...
>This girls gonna be the death of me
>"I appreciate it V, honestly..."

Your words trail of as your lips meet the crook of her neck. Slowly but surely, you pepper her neck as the two of you rock in front of the stove, Vaggie's grey features turning a beautiful shade of crimson

Hmmm, stop trynna butter me up and go set the table
>"I would but I'd rather stay right here..."

Another smattering of delicate kisses follows suit as Vaggie pulls your hands to her belly. And the two of you just stand there, rocking, lost in a hazy dream...

>"...Hey v?"
Yeah anon?
>"The bacon's burning"
What... Ah fucking god dammit!
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>darkness
>the soft buzz of a ceiling fan
>he's wants his feet on the floor
>I help him as he struggles up
>he can't feel the floor
>"Anon, help..."
>A minute later, he's gone

Then shaking....
Shaking?

"Anon? Anon whats wrong?"
>who....
>Oh wait... Vaggie?

"Dammit anon, whats wrong?"
Vaggies words carry softly to your waking mind as you feel her warm palm pressed against your tear stained cheek

>"urgh... J-Just another nightmare..."
You mumble out as you rise up, facing Vaggie as her concerned eyes dart across your features.

Without a moments hesitation, she's got her arms wrapped around you, burying your head into her shoulder. Ever so gently stroking the back of your head. You can't help but let out a pitiful sob as you match her embrace, your sleepless delirium getting the better of your emotions.

"Easy baby... I've got you... It was about him again wasn't it?"
You weakly nod your face against her chest
"I'm sorry baby... You know you couldn't have done anything else..."

>"...I didnt even get to tell him I loved him... He was just gone..."
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"He knew how much you loved him anon..."
Vaggie whispered gently into your ear as the two of you sat locked in one anothers arms

>"I should have done more... I know I could have done more..."
Another pitiful sob, followed by another round of gentle petting.

"Lay back down with me anon..."
Vaggie asked lovingly, placing both her hands onto those tear stained cheeks, her sad smile barely visible in the streaks of moonlight illuminating the room.

>maybe shes right
>maybe you did do all you could
>you need to stop dwelling on the past idiot
>you've got someone alive that needs your love
>so get to loving her dumbass

You couldn't hold out against that sweet smile, so like that, you fell back into bed with Vaggie. The both of you curled around one another, face to face, slowly melting back into the darkness of the room

"...I love you anon"

>"I love you to V"