Let's Make a Deal

Preperations

   The sun was not even up yet when Lucifer started hearing the steady knock that hesitantly tapped against his door. "Dad?" Charlie's voice drifted through the room tentatively and nervously, rousing his mind a bit more from where it was yanked underneath the fog of sleep. He was so incredibly comfortable, his face still pressed into Alastor's chest and the demon's arms wrapped tightly around his waist. He does feel him shift above him, his face turning slightly where it was tucked down against Lucifer's hair.

   "Your daughter is looking for you." The Radio Demon informed him, his own voice sounding exhausted.

   A tired yawn slipped from him. "I seem to recall in our first meeting you telling her she could call you Dad." He teases, poking Alastor in the side. "So go be Dad."

   The sound of the static suddenly seemed to get louder as Alastor froze above him. When he gathered himself back up his voice was just as teasing back. "You want me to answer your bedroom door. Where dear Charlotte is standing on the other side looking for you. And you don't think she'll ask questions?"

   "Oh, she'll have many questions. What's wrong, Alastor?" Leaning back finally, Lucifer raised his gaze to the Radio Demon's, a wide grin on his face. "Don't want people to know you spent the night in my room?"

   The knock came again and Alastor's gaze flickered above his head to glance at it, seeming to weigh his choices before finally releasing his hold on Lucifer. He pushed himself to the edge and stood, leaving Lucifer to just roll over into the spot he had been occupying. Having some mercy on the other though he did snap his fingers and replace the duck pajamas with the usual outfit he was comfortable in.

   Alastor made a small hum of appreciation and Lucifer shut his eyes, listening to the Radio Demon move across the room as he tucked his head down into the pillow that Alastor had been using. It smelled like him, that spicy shampoo that he had in his shower that Lucifer had enjoyed. He was already regretting letting the other out of the bed, he would have much rather just continued to lay around with him all day.

   The bedroom door opened and he heard the pleasant radio filtered voice speak. "Why good morning dear Charlie, how are you?"

   The heavy silence that stretched on was actually very amusing to Lucifer. He can imagine his daughter trying to restart her own brain at the sight of Alastor in her father's room, this early in the morning, and absolutely failing to. "Al–Alastor? What–what are you doing in my Dad's–where is–what is happening right now?"

   Lucifer chuckled quietly, tugging the pillow more firmly against him.

   "Do you really want to know?" Alastor challenged and the silence that stretched on again nearly pulled another laugh from him. "Did you need something, dear?"

   "Oh! Well, since I have you here too, that will make this easier. I won't have to go all the way over to the Radio Tower now. Vaggie and I were hoping to get work on the Ballroom started ahead of time? So I was hoping both of you would be awake to come down and help us."

   That means he's going to get up. Sighing, Lucifer rolled over onto his back and blinked up at the ceiling, trying to find the will to actually get out of the bed. He'll give it to his daughter, she is nothing if not determined. She certainly had the drive and the motivation to push herself through all of this.

   "We'll be down shortly." The bedroom door clicked shut finally and the two of them were left alone again. Lucifer hears Alastor make his way over toward him and then that red hair and twitching ears was popping into his line of sight as he leaned over him. "I think you need to get up."

   "Hm..." Untangling his arms from beneath the blanket, Lucifer reached his hands up and gently slipped his fingers along the side of Alastor's face. "I know. Being a parent is hard." He laughs a little at that and Alastor's grin gets wider.