Obsession . ||A radioapple 📻🍎(Alstor x Lucifer) Imagination.

16. Made it! but theres still an issue

IM SO SORRY! ik I left so suddenly. It's cuz my 2nd term exams have started. It started back in 7th (first exam being science) and it's still going on. It ends in 21st (we have 1onfucking subjects). And I just had SO much study to do! I've not been getting any time to write. I've  been going tomsleep at 3 and waking up at 6 for exam. Today u had history (idk what shit I wrote in my paper) buy hoping a 95. Anyway this is all I could write in 2 days I'm SO SORRY! I'll be back after 21st!

LOVE YOU  ALL💖

(also this chp is all Lucifer's pov)
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Lucifer's POV:

Lucifer sat in the sterile waiting room, the silence around him broken only by the occasional beeping of machines and the soft murmurs of distant voices. Time seemed to stretch endlessly as he waited for any news about Alastor. His heart was heavy, weighed down by fear and guilt.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a doctor approached him, still dressed in surgical scrubs.

"Mr. Morningstar?" the doctor called softly.

Lucifer shot up from his seat, his eyes wide with hope and anxiety. "Is he... Is Alastor going to be okay?"

The doctor offered a reassuring smile. "He’s stable now. The injuries were severe, but we managed to stop the bleeding and repair the damage. He’s resting, but you can see him if you’d like."

Lucifer nodded, barely able to get the words out. "Thank you... Thank you so much."

Following the doctor down a long, quiet corridor, Lucifer tried to steady his racing heart. He couldn't shake the image of Alastor lying in a pool of his own blood, and the fear that he might lose him. But now, there was hope, a chance to see him again.

They reached the door to Alastor's room, and the doctor gently pushed it open. "Take your time. He’ll need rest, but a familiar face will do him good."

Lucifer stepped inside, and the door quietly closed behind him. The room was bathed in soft, golden light, giving it a warm, almost ethereal glow. In the center of the room, on the hospital bed, lay Alastor. His usually vibrant appearance was dulled by the ordeal; his face was pale, and he looked more fragile than Lucifer had ever seen him.

But he was alive.

Lucifer approached the bed, his steps slow and tentative, as if he were afraid that moving too quickly might shatter the fragile moment. He reached out, his hand trembling slightly, and gently touched Alastor's hand.

At the contact, Alastor stirred, his eyes fluttering open. It took him a moment to focus, but when he did, his crimson eyes met Lucifer’s, and a small, tired smile tugged at his lips.

"Lucifer..." Alastor’s voice was hoarse, barely more than a whisper, but it was filled with warmth and relief.

Lucifer's eyes filled with tears as he leaned down, pressing his forehead gently against Alastor's. "You’re okay... Thank the stars, you’re okay..."

Alastor squeezed Lucifer’s hand weakly. "You worry too much, darling... I’m not that easy to get rid of."

Lucifer let out a shaky laugh, his tears spilling over. "Don’t you ever scare me like that again," he chided softly, his voice thick with emotion.

Alastor managed a chuckle, though it quickly turned into a wince of pain. "I’ll try my best... but I make no promises."

Lucifer carefully sat down on the edge of the bed, still holding Alastor’s hand. He brushed a strand of hair away from Alastor’s face, his touch feather-light. "You need to rest. The doctors said you’ll be fine, but you have to take it easy."

"I suppose I’ll have to follow doctor’s orders for once," Alastor replied, his smile growing a bit stronger.

They sat in silence for a while, the only sound the steady beeping of the heart monitor. It was a peaceful moment, the kind of peace that only comes after a storm.

Lucifer eventually broke the silence, his voice soft. "What do I tell the others?."

Alastor’s eyes softened as he looked up at Lucifer. "Tell them...tell them that heaven needed me for something special for a few days."

Lucifer leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to Alastor’s forehead. "Okay " he whispered.

"I love you " Alastor murmured, his eyes drifting closed as exhaustion began to pull him back into sleep. "And I’m not going anywhere."

"I love you too.."

Lucifer stayed by his side, holding his hand as Alastor drifted off. He would stay there as long as it took, watching over the man he loved, grateful for every moment they had together.

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That's it for now sorry ik it's sort as hell

I'll post soon

LOVE U ALL 💖💖💖