Fatherly Bond

Chapter One:

3rd person:
It had been about 3 weeks since the brothers had fallen from the Celestial Realm. Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Belphegor. Under the orders of the Devildom Prince, Diavolo, they must now see each other as brothers and live together in the House of Lamentation. Everyone had been adjusting quite well, with a few issues from Levi of course.
Lucifer and Diavolo had been growing closer, growing fond of each other over the passing time.
The brothers had been adjusting to food in the Devildom and their new rooms, it did still weird some of the brothers out that Levi slept in a tub though.
At the current moment, it was breakfast in HoL. Lucifer at the head of the table and the rest of the brothers scattered down the line.
As Lucifer picked up his fork to put a piece of bat meat in his mouth, a sudden urge to puke waved over him. He put his left hand to his mouth, getting up from his seat.
"Excuse me." He spoke very unsteadily.
Keeping his hand strewn across his face, he speed-walked to the nearest restroom.
He hung over the toilet, retching last nights dinner into the previously clean bowl. He held himself up with his right hand, placing it on the corner of the sink.
Without Lucifer realizing it, Asmo had walked into the restroom after Lucifer.
"How about you take it easy today? Beel and I take care of stuff today. Let's get you in bed and I'll get you some soup so you're not running on an empty stomach, mk?" Asmo spoke up.
Lucifer wiped the corners of his lips with a piece of toilet paper, throwing it in the toilet and flushing it down with the rest of it. "No, I have to make sure you're all not causing trouble and are okay. I can't stay in bed sick all day."
"One day won't hurt, Luci."
Lucifer turned his head the other way from Asmo.
"You promise me this place and the people in it won't go to hell?" Lucifer was hesitant to ask the question, fear of needing to puke again.
"We're already in hell, how much hotter could it get." Asmo joked, trying to get Lucifer to agree to resting for the day.
Lucifer sighed. "Alright. But if this place goes to shit, you're for sure getting a punishment."
"Good good, now let's get you to your room shall we?" Asmo smiled. Both men walked out of the restroom and made a straight line for Lucifer's room.
"You get comfy and I'll get some stuff for you. Oh! And while you're resting, I could give you one of my little spa treatments! Gotta keep your skin clear! I'll be back!" Asmo walked back out the door, leaving Lucifer in his room waiting. Lucifer changed into more comfortable clothes to lounge in all day. He then got himself tucked into the covers of his bed, melting into the warmth of them.
Asmo bursted through the door, ruining Lucifer's comfort. Was he really letting his younger brother take care of him like this?
"I got you some gecko tail soup, something to barf into if needed, and some tissues!"
"Thank you.."
"I'm going to go eat my breakfast okay? Call one of us if you need to❤️" Lucifer nodded in response. Asmo left the room once again.
Asmo walked back to his seat at the table, he hadn't been gone that long, luckily Beel hadn't snatched his food yet.

Asmo POV:
I picked up my fork as someone spoke up to me.
"So, what's wrong with Lucifer?"
"I think he's sick. I convinced him to rest all day and he left Beel and I in charge!"
"Huh?! No fair!" Mammon shouted my direction.
"Hey! Come on, it'll be my pretty ass hung upside down if you guys don't keep your act together!"
"It won't hurt to be hung like that at least once!"
"Oh yes it will! Just think, all the blood rushing to my wonderful face! Oh that just won't do! It would make me all red."
Mammon rolled his eyes at me and kept eating. I still wondered though. Was Lucifer really just sick? I mean, he's never been sick before. Gasp! What if he's dying?! Oh no no no, that mustn't be.

(A/N: I hope you're happy William.)