Lucifer POV:
I slowly open my eyes. I feel my head resting on something. I get up and see that I wasn't resting on something, I was resting on someone. I felt my face heat up. Why was I asleep on Alastor's shoulder?!! I brush it off and see that I'm the first one awake. I decide to make pancakes for everyone. I go to our new kitchen, admiring my work. I specifically requested to do it, along with Alastor's room(don't ask why). Maybe Alastor is too formal. We may not be close but after healing him, a nickname should be good. Everyone calls him Al so maybe that's what I will call him from now on. I ponder on this thought while making breakfast. A yawn comes from behind me. I'm busy making the pancakes so I just assume it's Angel.
"Morning, making pancakes. You want any?" I ask.
"I'd rather not eat anything you've made." I turn around. Oh, it's Alas- I mean, Al.
"Oh Al, forgot you only eat humans." I say with an eye roll, continuing to make breakfast.
"No, I eat other meals, I just don't want to eat something contaminated by you." I scoff at that.
"Your loss asshole." I hear his footsteps coming towards me.
"You know, I may have said I didn't want any, but that doesn't mean I won't help." He places his hand over mine while grabbing the spatula. I feel my face burning, what is he doing?!
"When making pancakes, you have to.." I don't listen, I'm too focused on the fact his hand is over mine. I know I should just move it but for some reason I'm...enjoying it?
"Which you clearly are not doing so I am going to help." He finishes. I just nod and he eyes me warily, taking his hand off mine and going to grab something.
"Something wrong your majesty?" I snap out of my trance and look over at him.
"No no, just my autism kicking in. Nothing to worry about." He laughs.
"The king of hell is autistic? Who would've thought!" He continues laughing, I glare.
"Something wrong with autistic people?" I say through gritted teeth.
"No no, nothing of the sort! Just considering your a being older than earth and still have autism! Quite funny to one with actual humour." I roll my eyes again.
"Actual humour my (non-existent) ass. Dad jokes aren't funny." Al gives me a dramatic appalled look.
"How dare you! You can't talk since your burning the pancakes!" He smirks.
"What on earth does that have to do with jokes-"
What he says kicks in. I turn toward the pancakes I was so happily making not too long ago.
"SHIT SHIT SHIT, THE PANCAKES ARE ON FIRE!" I panick.
"Your the king of hell, it's fire. Connect the dots." He says bluntly.
"Oh, right." I snap my fingers and the fire is out. I look at the pancakes, they don't look half bad for being on fire just a few moments ago. I take a piece of one of them.
"Holy shit that's really good. Huh, making it slightly burnt makes them taste really good- interesting." I hear the others waking up and coming into the kitchen.
"Breakfast is ready everyone!" I smile brightly. Everyone takes a seat at the table. I go around giving the pancakes after Al finished giving everyone a plate.
"I'll take some aswell." Al says after sitting down.
"Thought you didn't want any?" I smirk.
"Well, my stomach disagrees with me so I will even eat anything your disgusting hands have made." He says gritting his teeth slightly.
"Whatever you say Bambi." His eye twitches, I smile satisfied and eat my breakfast aswell.
Alastor POV:
What in Hell's name is wrong with me?! I walked into the kitchen and something in me made me hold Lucifer's hand. Why did I do that? And why did I not hate it? My face felt hot while thinking about this. These are strange feelings I have never encountered before. Sure enough, feelings are NOT my department. I was planning to go see my dear Rosie today anyways, perhaps she can help.
We all finished breakfast and made our way back to our rooms to get changed. Well, everyone except Husker, he strode over to the bar to man his spot. Getting myself ready I notice something on the floor next to my bed. Upon further inspection, it is a lock of blonde hair.
"That's odd, I don't think Charlie has been in my room lately?" I wonder.
"Perhaps this is just one of Niffty's hairs from her collection. Yes, that must be it." That darling girl must've left it here when cleaning my room. I will return it to her after my visit to Rosie's. Picking up the hair, I place it on my nightstand and head out my room into the lobby.
"Hey Al! Where are you going?" Charlie asks me.
"Ah, just visiting our dear Rosie! I'll tell her you said hello." I waved goodbye and set off towards Cannibal Town.
Little did I know, an old acquaintance of mine was watching me.
"Oh Alastor..I'm going to make you wish Adam killed you."
(Ooo who could it beeee. I'm pretty sure you can all guess who. Anygays, bye my lovelies!<3)
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Fanfiction"I'm the King of Hell, I can't-" "Yes, you can. You just don't believe your worthy of love." A story of how The Radio Demon fell for our short King. Will it be an unrequited love? Or will the two get there happy ending? Find out by reading this sto...
