𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐄𝐱𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 {𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐄}📻🍎

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩: 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭

TRUST EXERCISES
R a d i o a p p l e

It was a complete blur. Lucifer looked up at his ceiling, filled with tiresome and guilt. He wasn't getting anything out of Alastor sucking away his blood. It hit him. If Alastor was so desperate for his blood, then surely he'd make a deal for it.

He gave a few minutes for sitting up entirely, slightly leaning on his hands. Lucifer gave it some thought, what he could get out of it. It wasn't exactly draining him, seeing as how he'd only get sick if he lost to much blood, he wouldn't die. "Huh..!" A smile grew onto his face. Lucifer quickly got up and soon made his way downstairs. "Hey! Uh... Angle bust.? Do you know where Alastor is?" Lucifer leaned on the bar counter, staring at the long and tall spider demon. "Uh.. Angel dust. But, I saw Smiles go up to his radio tower or whateva'!" He scoffed, wavering his hand in the air. "Right! Uh, thanks!" Lucifer awkwardly shot Angel two finger guns before walking off.

Lucifer swallowed as he shakily climbed up the creaky ladder that led up to Alastor's tower. Once he landed onto the step, he knocked on the door, the 'ON AIR' sign shined a red gleam brightly, casting a light onto the king. The door opened, revealing Alastor, with rows of glowing buttons, and slight flickering from electric cords behind him. "Oh—uh. Are you live?." Lucifer asked, looking past Alastor. "Of course! I'd be remissed if not, no~?" His radio like voice rippled. "Okayyy.. anyway!" Lucifer pushed Alastor out of his way, and made his way into the shack. The radio demon flickered, slightly twitching with frustration. "Man, this place is a mess!" Lucifer poked at the open wires and buttons. "Refrain, my friend!" Alastor plucked off Lucifer's hands. The king rubbed it off quickly. "Right. So!! I'm here to make a deal!—eugh. I sound like you." Lucifer rolled his eyes. "Ahha?~ a deal? Not a chance!" Alastor spoke in a slight tune. "You will if you wanna keep having my blood." Lucifer dragged his finger across the dusty rim of a velvety couch. Alastor gritted his smiling teeth together.

"Ah. Why didn't you say so!" Alastor clasped his hands onto his cane, and tilted his head. "So.. in return for my blood, which! You can only have uh. Two bites worth.. yuck... you have to do one thing that I want! Uh, each time, that is." Lucifer spoke. Alastor's ears went back. "I see. And what might that be?" He asked. "I dunno'. Whatever I want then and there I guess!" Lucifer hesitated. Alastor squinted his eyes. "Relaaax! You wouldn't die! Or suffer! Or anything, I'm not sadistic like you, goodness." Lucifer slowly walked around the room. "I'll need proper terms~!" The radio demon hummed. "Fine. Every time you take blood from me, you must do one thing I want! With no chance of death, suffering, or anything that would put you in harm!" Lucifer held out his hand, lingering his pale palm out for reaching. Alastor stared down at the hand, before his grin tightened. Their hands clasped into one another, wavering. A red ring of fire quickly surrounded them, a star connected by each side flamed beneath them. Lucifer's wings flared out, with horns sprouting from his head The deal was sealed. A quick flame of grin fire dominated over all of the red fire, fire it was quickly put out. The king went back to his regular form, and let go of Alastor's hand.