Male!Reader x Lucifer Morningstar (Hazbin Hotel)

Chapter 2: The Fall and 13.8 year long Reunion

[ Time Skip a year later ]

Shadow continued Lucifer's dream and rebelled against God by questioning his rightful place and so on and that's when God told Michael to shoot Shadow's pure white, and emerald halo, his 8 wings and God opened up a portal to hell as Shadow was chained with angelic chains in front of the portal and Shadow Emerald gold eyes turned darker as he broke free and that's when michael shot him in the chest where shadow's energy orb was and shadow fell down to Hel and his 8 Emerald wings with white feather tips burned to ash and they became all tattered and torn while burning and shadow hit the ground near the Hazbin Hotel real hard which that made him pass out from the impact and made a big crater in the ground in Hell and 5 hours later shadow finally got up and walked to the hotel.

[ Time Skip 15 minutes later ]

Shadow walked up the stairs limping slightly all bruised and bloody and Shadow knocked on the door and Charlie opened up the door and instantly rushed Shadow inside into the hotel and he just stood in front of the front door to the Hotel behind Shadow.

=========================================================

➖note: till Shadow's wings can't flap ➖

hell was lonely. despite the constant ear-piercing screams and shouts, it was embarrassingly silent in lucifer's quarters. despite the fires that went on outside, his room was cold, barren and he was ashamed. things were nice when Lilith was here- things were great, actually, but it wasn't long before she left and took everything with her. It was hard trying to reconnect. meeting up with his daughter again made him elated and nauseous all at once. her hotel was nice, it was cozy and although it had some odd décor, it was nice. the people were strange, but they were nice, too. That's all everything was, Just nice.

Nothing was ever great or amazing- none of it was ever awful or horrific but things got better after hell went through it's (hopefully last) extermination. the hotel had been destroyed but rebuilt and it was amazing. he had grown closer with many of the hotel residents— even if some still stuck to his side like a tack. he was happy again and it was great and things got even better when you showed up at the hotel. though, you did almost send the king into a cardiac arrest episode when you arrived, he was happy to see you, nonetheless you were bloodied and bruised, lacking wings and your halo. it was a disappointing sigh but. you still looked relatively the same, just— hopeless. you looked like you had given up and Lucifer was getting you fixed up and clean wasn't a struggle, tending to your wounds was easy, but trying to get you to explain was awfully difficult.

The moment you had stepped out of the guest bedroom, clean and dressed, lucifer was on you. arms wrapped around you insanely tight, tiptoeing when he squeezed you so hard your feet lifted off of the floor. once he put you back down, his hands were on the sides of your face, your head, your shoulders, turning you around and around to make sure it was really you. he rambled and babbled about how long it had been- how boring life had gotten.

"y'know, i never actually expected to see you again," he started up once more, looking at you like some prize, "you still look the same- well, relatively- and i mean you still are the same- how are you here? why are you here?" rambling. how pleasant. despite his constant touches and questions, you did your best to answer them and comply with where he moved you and he hadn't changed.

"it's been hard down here without you," he laughs, "i mean i had to start doing things for myself, which is a little lame if you ask me." lucifer was still going. still ranting excitedly about how much he missed you. after some long moments of spinning you around and repeating every other word, he was grabbing your shoulders and pulling you in for a second hug, knocking his hat off. The hug lasted longer than the other one, and this time he was quiet. his hands held you like you were a lifeline, forehead pressed to your collarbone as he inhaled sharply pulling back, hands still wrapped around you, he grinned like a fool. "welcome back." the corny bastard.