You're More then just a Demon (RadioApple)

Comfort, Love, Anger

//Hey this one is a little bit of an emotional roller coaster I'm sorry, Before you read, I want to tell you guys something. To anyone who needs to hear this:. I PROUD OF YOU! I don't know who you are, and I don't know why you are going through it, but know that this stranger is proud of everything you have done, Keep going and being the best you that you can be! Okay have fun reading!

Lucifer POV

I looking everywhere; I even started looking under the couch when I heard Husk ask from the bar, "what are you doing?" I look at him and say, "I can't find Alastor anywhere!" Husk looks at me, confused and then slightly concerned. "Okay, two questions: why are you looking for him and why the fuck or how the fuck would he be in the couch cushions??" I blink. "Uh, first question because I need to ask him something and second question, he uses the weird voodoo magic so he might have turned into a shadow and then, I don't know." I stand up, dusting myself off. "have you seen him??" Husk turns the radio on and Alastors voice is heard: "That song was my personal favorite, Anyway, thank you for tuning in; I will be back tomorrow for another radio broadcast!"

I smacked my forehead. "of course I looked everywhere but there!" I sigh and go up to his tower and knock, I hear him say "one moment," then some sounds of rustling and a drawer shut quickly, I tilt my head, confused and wait another minute. As I'm about to say something, he opens the door and says, "Well, hello, come in." He lets me in, smiling big like always, but I can tell he's hiding something. "What was the wait?" His smile gets tighter. "Oh, nothing, nothing at all! Anyway, what can I do for you, Did you hear my radio broadcast!" I feel very guilty as I shake my head. "I see, that's alright." I see his smile go down and then very quickly back to normal and I feel even more guilty, I completely forgot that he even does a radio show and I start feeling even worse. "Al "I'm cut off. "So did you need something?" He tilts his head. "oh, yeah, Charlie is starting to get really suspicious with us hanging around. I wanted to know when you would be comfortable enough to share with everyone??" I watch him sit down, thinking I know he's worried about his reputation. "Al, you know that nobody would care, right? Honestly, the only harm it would do is to Charlie; she might actually explode." Alastor chuckles. "Okay, but it has to stay in the hotel; I'm not ready for all of hell to know, not yet." I get very excited. "OKAY!!!" I kiss him, I feel him flinch at the sudden kiss but then he quickly kisses back. "So, what are you hiding?" He goes silent. "Al?" I start getting worried and grab his hands The worst cases running through his head but one is sticking for some reason and I slowly slide my hand up his arm and watch his reaction He gives me a confused look as I slowly watch his sleeve push up with my hand and I see nothing new The scars are all old and my whole body relaxes He's still looking at me confused, his eyebrow raised. "Uh, anyway, hiding something from me?" He blushes lightly and opens the drawer I heard slam.

I look inside it and my jaw drops. Inside the drawer is a half-painted wooden duck. He takes it out, looking ashamed. "I wanted to surprise you with it. I kept having to restart carving it so it's taken longer than expected." I stare at the handcrafted, half-painted duck and I feel tears fall. "You were making a duck... for me.?" He's looking away from me so I gently make him look at me. "why don't you finish it when you can and I will gladly except it? It's amazing so far, you're doing so well; I'm so proud of you."

Alastor POV

The words ring in my head. 'I'm so proud of you' is replaying in my head, I haven't heard those words in a very long time; I can't remember the last time I did. I stare at him and I start blinking more, trying to keep the tears I feel coming from stopping, but I can't; they are starting and they won't stop. Lucifer looks at me, scared and worried. "Al???" He grabs my face and I suddenly can't hold anything back, I look down, trying to hide my face from him. My ears fold down and my body starts shaking as I try to stay silent but my sons break through. Lucifer wraps his arms around me, one of his arms across my back and other holding my head to his chest. I cry harder, I hug him tightly, gripping the back of his clothes tightly, and I even start  ripping the shirt. He holds me tightly to him, not saying a word; he only breathes calmly, letting me feel his chest softly raise and fall. After a little bit, I take a deep, very shaky breathe and wipe my face, sniffing. He puts his hand under my chin and looks at me with soft, warm eyes. "My love, what happened?" I sniff, my throat hurts and I have a massive headache. "I haven't heard someone say they were proud of me in so long." His eyes full with pain, "oh, Al," he hugs me tightly. "I won't ever, ever let you go without hearing those words for that long, ever again."