Breaking Rules ( Radioapple )

End of The Day - Extra

This takes place years later so here is their ages:

Alastor, Angel, Husk: 24

Niffty: 23

Lucifer: 26

Charlie: 11

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The evening sun cast a warm, golden glow over the quiet park. Alastor had chosen this spot carefully, knowing it was one of Lucifer's favorite places. The air was cool, and the leaves rustled gently in the breeze, creating a serene backdrop for the moment he had been planning for months.

They walked hand in hand, enjoying the peacefulness of the setting. As they reached a small clearing by the lake, Alastor paused and turned to face Lucifer, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Lucifer, there's something I've been wanting to talk to you about," Alastor said, his voice soft but steady.

Lucifer looked at him, a curious smile playing on his lips. "What is it, Al?"

Alastor took a deep breath, then dropped to one knee. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box, opening it to reveal a simple, elegant ring that glimmered in the fading light.

"Lucifer, from the moment we met, my life has been filled with more joy and love than I ever thought possible. You are my best friend, my partner, and the love of my life. I can't imagine spending a single day without you by my side. Will you marry me?"

Lucifer's eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, he was speechless. Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked down at Alastor, then at the ring.

"Alastor, I... I don't know what to say," Lucifer whispered, his voice choked with emotion.

"Say yes," Alastor replied with a hopeful smile, his eyes never leaving Lucifer's.

Lucifer laughed softly, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Yes, of course, yes!"

Alastor's face lit up with joy as he slipped the ring onto Lucifer's finger. He stood up, pulling Lucifer into a tight embrace. They held each other for a moment, feeling the world around them fade away.

"I love you so much," Alastor whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

"I love you too," Lucifer replied, resting his head on Alastor's shoulder.

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In the present day, Alastor found himself standing in the guest room of Husk and Angel's house, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. After college, Husk and Angel had managed to get a house of their own, and they had insisted Alastor stay with them the night before the wedding.

"Come on, darling, let's get you all dolled up for your big day," Angel teased, bustling into the room with a makeup bag in hand.

Husk rolled his eyes, leaning against the doorframe. "Angel, he doesn't need makeup. Just a good night's sleep and a decent suit."

Alastor chuckled, sitting down on the bed. "I appreciate the offer, Angel, but I think I'm good without the makeup."

Angel pouted playfully. "Fine, fine. But if you change your mind, you know where to find me."+

"Alright, let's start with the basics," Husk said, pulling out a crisp white shirt. "You remember how to button this thing, right?"

Alastor smirked. "I think I can manage."

Angel, ever the perfectionist, stepped in to smooth out any wrinkles. "Hold still, Al. We can't have you looking anything less than perfect."

As they worked, Husk couldn't resist a few jabs. "You know, if you get cold feet, I bet Angel can whip up a disguise and sneak you out the back door."