Love-Hate relationship!Appleradio au
Lucifer's POV (third person limited):
Lucifer was laying in bed, awake. At 4:30 in the morning. The king of Hell's head throbbed, and though He felt quite drowsy his problem with sleepless nights would not allow him to fall asleep. He groaned and roughly ruffled his blonde hair, irritated and hating his stupid insomnia even more than he already did.
The king of hell got out of his bed and walked around his room, which had rubber ducks strewn around in piles everywhere. He stumbled to his workbench, careful not to trip over any ducks out of fear he might wake his daughter and her lover in the room below his. He didn't bother to change out of his duck pajamas, and the devil sat down onto his workbench, continuing his work on another rubber duck. The fallen angel had always loved ducks, as it was his favorite hyperfixtation and an amazing coping mechanism for his mental health issues. Well, that's when things go perfectly to the way his perfectionist mind wants it to. He worked for a good hour and a half on the duck, bending black wire into a relatively antler shape and fixing it to the head of the duck with hot glue, sewing together a nice crimson suit to go over it's rubber body, and painting small details onto it's body and face. He was just finishing up the duck when his stomach began to rumble. He looked over at the clock and noticed it was already 6 in the morning.
"Fuuck." he groaned, but decided to just get up and get something to eat. It's not like he would be going back to sleep anyway. Lucifer set his duck down and made sure everything was in an organized place and not going to be a hazard before teleporting himself into the hotel's kitchen and turned on the light. The kitchen did look a lot like the one back at his palace, just less fancy and smaller. The king of hell began rummaging through the fridge, looking for something to eat, mainly because if he didn't he would most likely be scolded by either his daughter or him..
"Where the hell are the leftover pancakes..?" the devil thought, searching through every nook and cranny in the fridge for his pancakes.
"Hm? What's the mighty king of hell doing up at this hour..?" a familiar radio static-like voice said from behind him. Lucifer groaned and turned to face Alastor, annoyed. This was not the person he wanted to see right now. The fallen angel responded to the Wendigo's comment with: "it's not my fault I cant control my hunger, now where are my pancakes from last night..?"
The radio demon, Alastor, chuckled and bent down to the eye level of the short demon king, "Well, your majesty, I hate to say it but your pancakes are all gone!~" he chirped, his toothy grin, Radio-static filter and southern Louisiana accent prominent. Lucifer's eyes widened slightly and he turned his head to face Alastor, his expressions clearly showing irritation and maybe making him look a bit pissed off.
"What did you say..?" Lucifer said, softly enough for only Alastor to hear but loud enough to show the anger in his voice. Alastor sighed and patted him on the head. "You ate the last one last night!~ I didn't think you'd forget that little duckling!~" the deer demon cooed, ruffling his lover's blonde hair, "Besides, we can easily make more. And they taste better fresh don't they?" Lucifer sighed and calmed down a bit before swatting Alastor's hand away and smoothing out his now messy hair.
"Fine.." he grumbled, grabbing the cold items needed to make the pancakes from the fridge and shut the fridge door. The deer chuckled and watched Lucifer furiously begin to mix the pancake batter. After about a few minutes, the smaller man let out a frustrated sigh and rested his head on the counter, making a slight banging sound as he did so. Alastor immediately rushed to his side and forced him to look up at him, breathing a sigh of relief when he didn't see any damage to the king's forehead other than a small bruise.
"Al..?"
"Don't do that again. You could've hurt yourself worse than this tiny bruise." the wendigo bent down and placed a kiss on his lover's forehead, right on the bruise. The fallen angel's ears heated up slightly and a small blush creept across his face. He was certainly not expecting the kiss, but part of him was glad it happened.
"Thanks.." he said, smiling softly. Alastor smiled back seemingly genuinely, which was pretty rare for his case, and Lucifer was one of the few people who got to see a genuine smile from the powerful Overlord. "Do you need some help with the pancakes my little duckling..?" the deer demon asked, tilting his head slightly. Lucifer nodded and smiled softly at the pet name he was given.
The two headed to the bowl of pancake batter and together began to fix the mistakes with the batter that had gotten Lucifer frustrated earlier. When the pancakes were done cooking on the pan, Lucifer left to set the table for everyone at the hotel while Alastor continued to make pancakes until the batter ran out. The two even set up a bar for toppings for the residents of the hotel, which included different syrup flavors, fruits, and other toppings.
The residents were all still asleep, so when Alastor and Lucifer finished setting up the pancake breakfast, it was only them there to eat. The two homosex- (cough) -I mean lovers sat at the table across from each other with their food (Alastor put venison on his pancakes). They started lovingly at eachother the whole time they were eating, at least until Charlie and her girlfriend Vaggie came downstairs to see what was for breakfast. At that time, the king of hell and the Radio demon immediately started bickering again.
"Oh come on, putting meat on pancakes! That's fucking gross!"
"Hm, be glad it's not duck meat baked bean."
"Here they go again.." Charlie thought before sighing and heading into the kitchen to get her breakfast. "Why do they have to bicker like a married couple? Can't they just get along..?"
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