Hazbin Hotel & Helluva Boss Oneshots

☆The Letter-Mammon x Fizzarolli

Plot: Fizz finds a letter from Mammon telling him that he loves him, but he doesn't know that Fizz and Asmodeus are dating

Requested By: spiderlilly19

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Fizz sighs as he steps into the car, looking over at Asmodeus who was sitting in the seat next to him. He smiles and leans his head against Ozzie's arm, already happy to be away from the screaming fans and the exhausting performances. Asmodeus smiles and wraps his arm around Fizz.

"Tired?" He asks.

"Mhm..." Fizz said, closing his eyes to relax.

"Want to go home and go to bed then?" Fizz shook his head.

"No, we're going out for dinner tonight! Sleep can wait until we get home," he said, smiling cutely. 

Asmodeus smiled and kissed the top of his boyfriend's head, "whatever you say, Fizzy."

It didn't take long for the two of them to get home, though they had to go their separate ways for a little while. Asmodeus had some work to deal with before they left, so Fizz just decided to relax a bit and take his time to get dressed for dinner later that night. 

With a quick kiss, Asmodeus and Fizz went two separate ways.

Fizz stepped through the door, closing it behind him. He walked over to his closet and looked through his wardrobe for what he would consider to be the perfect outfit for dinner. After all, he had to look good for both Ozzie and the people who would recognize them. While Ozzie didn't consider it that important, Fizz did, so Ozzie just let him do his thing.

He eventually decided what he wanted to wear, putting everything onto the same hanger and putting it to the side before walking over to his vanity and sitting down in front of the mirror. As he pulled out all of his makeup products, an imp made her way through the door with a small tray.

Fizz turned his head to greet her. She held up the tray to him, revealing a singular letter addressed to him. He looked at it curiously as he took it, thanking the imp and dismissing her before she left the room. He decided to just deal with it later as he set it to the side, though as he picked up his foundation, he found himself becoming more and more interested in the contents of the letter. 

He put his makeup down and lifted the letter up to get a better look at his.

His name was written down on the front directly in the middle in a familiar handwriting, though he couldn't quite pinpoint it at that moment. Other than that, there was no other information written on the front. He decided to just go ahead and open it. He turned it around to the back and immediately paused. A familiar green sigil was seen, clear as day. 

The letter was from Mammon.

Fizz didn't know what to do. Should he open it? Should he show it to Ozzie first? Should he just throw it away and pretend like he never received it? He was torn.

With a shaky hand, he decided to just open it and get it over with. If it was anything bad, he could always tell Ozzie and let him solve the issue. 

He tore the envelope open and pulled the paper out of it. It was obviously typed, most likely because Mammon didn't have the best handwriting. Still, he only ever typed out his letters if it was serious and it was important for the person to immediately understand it instead of trying to decipher it before reading it. 

Fizz decided to stop there, immediately shoving the paper back into the envelope and putting it in the drawer. He could read it later. He didn't want to be stressed out the entire night while he was out with Ozzie.

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"You okay, Fizz? You seem...distracted," Asmodeus asked as him and Fizz step out of the car to walk into the restaurant. 

Fizz immediately jumps out of his thoughts to respond. "Yeah, I'm fine, sorry."

Asmodeus gives a soft smile, "no need to apologize, babe, I was just making sure." Fizz smiles gratefully at him.

The night went smoothly from there. Both men had a great time, just enjoying dinner and talking to each other. It was nice to take a break from work and just be with each other. Though, things shifted a bit. While Asmodeus went to take a bath before bed, Fizz sat back down at his vanity to take off his makeup, though he couldn't get the thought of Mammon's letter out of his head. Eventually, he just decided to get it over with, pulling open his drawer and taking the envelope out. He took a deep breath before pulling the paper out and beginning to read it.

Fizzarolli,

I know this is probably weird coming from me, and you know I hate to be all sappy and shit, but I've waited long enough to tell you this...

Oh shit, this better not be what I think it is, Fizz thought as his breaths became a little shaky.

I think I'm in love with you. I used to think of you as just some toy, something to make profit off of, but I guess things changed the longer you spent around me. I don't know when this happened or whatever, but I've kinda been hiding it for a few months now after I figured it out. With that being said, I want you to be mine, and in a lovers kinda way and not the master and pawn kinda dynamic we got going on. I expect a response soon, since I know you have no one else other than me. Love you, I guess.

-Mammon

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck, this can't be happening! What do I do?! Do I tell Ozzie? Do I throw it away and act like I never got it? But if I don't say something, Mammon's gonna kill me! Fizz began to spiral, his breathing picking up as he shover the letter to the deepest parts of his drawer. Okay, calm down, Fizz. You can figure this out. Get ahold of yourself before Ozzie gets out here.

He managed to slow his breathing as he walked over to his closet and picked out his pajamas, just in time too for Ozzie to walk out with a towel around his waist. Fizz smiled at him as he changed, doing his best to hide his slight panic to not worry Ozzie. He fell for it.

"Ready for bed, Fizzy Frog?" Ozzie said as he put on his own pajamas.

Fizz nodded and crawled into bed, putting himself under the covers as Ozzie crawled in beside him and cuddled him. It didn't take long for Ozzie to fall asleep, but Fizz was left wide awake. He just couldn't manage to stop thinking about Mammon's letter. He didn't know how to respond to it, or even if he should tell anyone about it. 

Maybe it's best to think about this in the morning, maybe talk to Blitz about it since he won't tell anyone, Fizz thought as his eyelids drooping closed with only one thought left in his head.

Mammon...