Hazbin Hotel Oneshots ✔

💍Lucifer x Reader Pt. 2

It had been nearly over a week since you and Lucifer last talked – it had also been a week since Lucifer was last seen around in the hotel. Angel, being the gossiper he was, relayed everything that had transpired between you two to the others the following day. Seeing the sensitive and sad shell of a person you were left in, everyone remained cautious and had started walking on eggshells around you. 

Of course, you were quick to pick up on that, as embarrassing as it all was (minus Alastor, who continued on with his usual theatrics and mischief). Charlie in particular was the most concerned out of them all, since this was her dad we were talking about. She knew with certainty that he was confining himself in the castle to distract himself from what happened – likely something involving his rubber-ducky obsession – instead of facing the problem head on.

It was his pride that sometimes got in the way of his better judgement. Not only that, but Charlie clearly saw the massive toll it took on you. If you weren't distracting yourself with work or doing something related to the hotel, you would lock yourself away in your room, only coming out to quickly grab a bite to eat from the kitchen. 

Charlie even made efforts to strike many conversations with you from time to time, but was either excused or was only given one-worded responses. She knew not to take your dismissive behaviour to heart, but she couldn't help but fret over you. So it came as an absolute surprise when out of nowhere, Charlie received a call from her father. She messily scrambled for her phone on her desk, fumbling and nearly dropping it in the process before violently tapping on the small screen. 

"H-Hello?! Dad, hey!" She answers a bit too enthusiastically while nervously combing her hair with a free hand. 

"Uh, hey Charlie!" Lucifer stiffly greets from the other line. 

"I just...um, thought I'd give a call to, uh, see how everyone's going at the hotel!" The Princess noted how much hoarser his voice was than usual, but decided not to comment on it aloud. 

"Well, y'know how it is! It's been busy and lively as always–everyone's been working really hard and all," she answers vaguely, nervously chuckling. "Err, yeah! Right. That's a–that's a relief to hear. Yep," he hums. 

There was a brief, awkward pause that ensued soon after, the both of them not knowing what to say next. The whole exchange was becoming increasingly painful that Charlie resisted the urge to pull her hair. She then clears her throat. 

"H-How about you, dad? What've you been up to? You've been gone for a couple or so days," Charlie finally musters, "are...are you doing alright?" 

"Me? Oh yeah, psh! I just got, erm...a lot of things going on at the moment. It's not so easy being the big boss of hell after all! Got a lot of important things to do! Plus, I've got heaps of paperwork to do for the hotel. You should know how tedious that is," He says, adding an exaggerated groan. 

The princess furrows her brows. "Oh, that's...strange. 'Cause I could've sworn you left all the papers here...y'know, the ones you told me to revise over?" Charlie replies, side-eyeing the said documents stacked neatly on her desk. A startled yelp escapes his throat. "O-Oh...did I?" He stammers.

Charlie couldn't help but wince at the evident panic that began to set in as she listened to her father make incomprehensible noises from the other line. It was a poor attempt in reasoning, which ultimately became useless in the end. Lucifer let out a long sigh, caught red-handed. "Oh, who the hell am I kidding? You guys probably already know what happened–which by the way, Charlie, you shouldn't be lying to me about!" He pointedly remarks. 

"I-I'm sorry, dad! It's just...I'm really worried about you," she reasons, before shortly adding, "...The both of you." There was a small pause.