Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel One Shots

Chapter Three: HH & HB: A Deadly Sin Helps Out

5:00 pm
Hazbin Hotel- Alastor's room

The deer demon shut everyone out, including Lucifer. He panted, shaking his head which hurt from the extra weight of his antlers. He let out an agonising cry, scratching at his antlers with the corner of the wall in his bedroom. The static around him intensified as he did what he could to relieve some of the pain that was rushing through his body.

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The rest of the sinners were down in the lobby. Charlie was trying her best to get Angel to talk to them about what had happened since the spider sinner was not in great shape at all. He had dried blood matted into his fur, a gushing wound on his side that Husk stitched and a black eye. He thanked Nifty who handed him ice wrapped in a towel. Husk had his wings wrapped around the spider, keeping him safe. He had listened to Angel and Valentino through Alastor's microphone, wanting to kill the moth pimp or at least do something to help his Angel. He couldn't bear to see his lover hurt in such a way, taken advantage of. Truth be told, he felt helpless at some points because he didn't know what to do to help Angel and he knew he couldn't do much other than provide comfort for him when he needed it and to help him out whenever he came home after a long and exhausting day at the studio. The spider sniffled a little, curling up into the winged demon's touch, his head was laying on his chest, seeking out comfort and warmth in his partner and eventually he had fallen asleep. Charlie frowned and looked at her girlfriend.

"Poor Angel.... I wish we could do something..." she whispered to Vaggie who gave an assuring look and sat down with her, all crowding around Angel and Husk that way they could be there if anything woke him or if he needed something.

"I know, Char. I know," she whispered to Charlie, kissing her forehead and held her close in her arms, humming softly and wrapped an arm around the princess of Hell, holding her close. She glanced over when she saw the King of Hell pacing around the lobby and looked over at the staircase as if he was worried about something.

"Hey, Lucifer. You okay?" she asked him, rubbing Charlie's back as the princess slowly fell asleep in her arms. The king looked at the fallen angel exorcist and shook his head, walking up the stairs and headed towards Al's room. When he got there, he knocked on the door gently.

"Al, can I come in?" He didn't get an answer in response, instead getting a sort of growling sound mixed with radio static. Something was off, Lucifer knew that much but he wasn't sure of what it was. He knocked softly on the door again.

"Al?" he said softly, reaching for the doorknob and tried to open the locked door. Sighing softly, he made a portal and stepped through it, stepping into Alastor's dark room and frowned softly as he tried finding the radio demon. He found the poor demon curled up on his bed, and it looked like he was in pain. Being as quiet as he could, he lit a candle, letting the flame from the fire flicker around the room, emitting a soft glow in the darkened room. He stepped closer to his lover, sitting on the floor near his bed.

"Al," he whispered, stroking his face softly. It was rare to see the radio demon without his usual smile and it made Lucifer think there was something worse than what he imagined. He gently shook his lover awake, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. The radio demon opened his eyes and looked up at the king with a small hum.

"What are you doing here? Please. Let me be," he spoke softly, sitting up and scratched his antlers with the bedpost. Then it clicked. The radio demon was in his season, which honestly explained why he had been acting a little... Off. He gently kissed the top of his forehead, cooing at him gently.

"Let me help, please." It wasn't a question. He'd stated it. He gently grazed the other's antlers and tried his best to help relieve the other of the pain he was going through. He wanted to be there for the radio demon and he wanted to help in any way he possibly could. Sighing softly, the King of Hell got up and walked to the bathroom that was connected to the bedroom, starting the water for the other sinner. He turned the taps on and made sure the water was warm enough before lighting another candle. He walked back to his partner and gently shook his shoulder, waking him. Alastor glared at the sinner but allowed him to move his body off of the bed and into the bathroom, and there he allowed Lucifer to help undress him before helping into the bathtub. Lucifer gently stroked his cheek, kissing his jawline gently as he took a washcloth and helped him wash off the blood and dirt on the sinner's body, wiping off the velvet on the radio demon's antlers, which elected a soft sigh of relief from the demon in the water. Lucifer smiled and helped out as much as he could, gently rubbing his arm.