🍎 : A Helping Hand

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It was a happy day in hell, the hotel was fully fixed. But Alastor hadn't showed up, so Charlie sent Lucifer out to find him since she was adding final details to the new hotel with everyone else. So Lucifer left to find him, checking the old radio tower first to end up seeing him laying on the floor. Bleeding out due to the slash Adam had caused to Alastor's radio stick, Lucifer brought him back to the new hotel and put Alastor in his new room.

"Stupid long neck, it's his fault for not staying with us." Lucifer said as he sat on the bed next to Alastors non-talking figure, suddenly getting starteld when he looked over at Alastor who was now..Biting Lucifer's arm?!

"Oh, no, no, no, No! What the fuck are you doing?!" Lucifer said as he moved his arm away. "Your blood tastes sweet, may I have some more?" Alastor said causually, not answering the current question. "No, why were you biting me, why are you not resting, your fucking bleeding for fucking bloody hell!" Lucifer responded. "Well I understand my 'situation' but it seems your blood has healed my now closed wound." Alastor said as he grabbed Lucifers arm and went back to biting it.

"Alastor, no." Lucifer said pulling his arm away and getting up from the bed. "Stay here and rest, and never do that EVER again." Lucifer said as he walked out of the room and rolled down his sleeve, closing the door behind him. Going back to Charlie after making sure his angel blood would not seep through his sleeve.

"So how'd it go? Did you argue? Is Alastor okay?" Charlie baraded Lucifer with questions until he answered. "He's fine, resting for a bit, all he really needed was a Helping Hand."

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