Alastor x Lucifer oneshots

Just look at me the same....((ANGST))

Alastor had always hated showing his emotions, the only exception ever being rage. In his youth, he had been taught that it was unfit for a man to cry and that emotions would get him nowhere in life. Even in death, this stuck with him. He knew tears never fixed anything, and it would never be able to.  Alastor new revealed his own insecurities to anyone but his closet companions, Nifty, Husker, and Rosie.

Alastor was fond of his form as a demon, though there was only one thing he hated. The scars that covered his body. They were luckily covered by his clothes, but he was always aware of them. He hated them because they reminded him of the day he had died, the bullet that hit his head, and the dogs that attacked his corpse after. The scars were just a reminder of his mistake and the hatred he now had against canines.
Alastor kept these scars hidden from almost everyone, even his lover, Lucifer. He didn't want anyone to see them. He knew what would happen if someone did.

One night, Alastor found himself getting ready for bed. He was sat on the edge of his bed. He had just finished pulling his pants on and had begun to reach for his shirt when his bedroom door suddenly opened. Alastors head shot up and was immediately met with a familiar set of eyes. "Sorry for not knocking, deer. But I just got back from my meeting with Asmo-" Lucifers sentence came to an immediate hult when his eyes landed on the scars that covered Alastor torso.
Alastor quickly grabbed the duvet from his bed before he held it up, desperately trying to cover the scars that were littered across his skin... but it was too late.

A moment of silence passed before Lucifer spoke, his tone seemingly blunt with a mix of protectiveness. "Who did that to you." Alastors breath hitched in his throat before he began to speak, his voice a bit shaky. "My love, it is nothing. Really, do not worry, I am completely
..fine. " Alastor continued to hold the blanket, and his hands began to tremble a bit. Lucifer noticed this and let out a sigh before he sat down beside Alastor. "My deer, I know it's not just nothing. If it was nothing, you wouldn't be shaking." Lucifer spoke, placing a hand on Alastors shoulder before he continued. "My deer..please...tell me..."

There was a moment of silence before Alastor spoke. "They...are a reminder of my death...After I got shot...the canines practically took turns ripping me apart..." Lucifers face showed concerns and sympathy, but what truly made him panic was the tears that had begun to run down Alastors face. Without a second thought, Lucifer pulled Alastor into a tight ambrace. The duvet fell to reveal Alastors scarred body. Alastors face hid in the crook of Lucifer neck, his body trembling as tears ran down his face. Lucifers hand began to rub comforting circles on Alastors back as he lightly began to sway them side to side.

Alastors' soft sobs continued before they were broken by the sound of his trembling voice. "Lucifer...please...just look at me the same..." Alastor felt weak,vunerable....pathetic. He had only ever cried in front of a handful of people, and he knew exactly the repercussions that came with it. No one ever looked at him the same way after they saw him cry... heard his death... saw his scars... He hated when people looked at him that way... like he was a small child who needed protection... He knows he was hurt, but he wasn't a little kid anymore. He didn't care for rainbows and unicorns, and he knew happy endings only existed in fairy tails. He knew he needed help, but he still wanted to be treated as the grown man that he was.

Lucifers eyes widened, his grip tightening around Alastor before he spoke. "My deer...mi amor...I could never... you are still the same man I fell in love with... the same man I want to spend the rest of eternity with... and nothing will ever change that..."

Alastor gripped tightly onto Lucifer, tears streaming down his face as he spoke. "I love you..." Lucifer placed a gentle kiss to Alastors forehead before he spoke. "I love you the most, mi rosa."
Lucifer kept his arms wrapped around Alastor until he felt the demons body go limp, indicating he had fallen asleep. Lucifer let out a breath before he carefully laid down on Alastors bed, placing Alastors head on his chest and covering them both with the duvet. Lucifer wrapped his arms around Alastoes torso as he spoke. "Goodnight, my deer."

((Decided I'd start making more Alastor angst, I decided to write this because this is something I actually truggle with. Also, I'm working on part 2's for some of the things and the Radioapple book))