Hotel Hatred (Alastor×Lucifer)

Ch.1: The Light in the Lobby

HEADS UP: This chapter includes swear words, and alcohol intoxication (being drunk)

No one's POV

Alastor and Lucifer have never had the best relationship. Lucifer has always had a hatred for the radio demon. He hated how active Alastor had been in his daughter's business and life recently. Lucifer felt like that was his job, and hated him for it. Lucifer tried to do better, by moving into the hotel.

Alastor has been a bit depressed recently, due to the radio station breaking down. He would spend his nights alone in his room, either barely sleeping or barely awake.

🐤Lucifer's POV🍎
I've been awake for hours, just twisting and turning in bed, unable to sleep. I sat up in bed, running my hands through my bed head. "God," I said to myself, in a sleepy voice. "I can't get a damn wink of sleep." I pull the covers off me, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Maybe a glass of water would help." I stand up walking to my bedroom door, "It can't hurt."

I head out of my room, and head down to the kitchen. The hotel was quiet and dark. I walked into the kitchen. I turned on the lights, and made a glass of water. After I finished the glass, was on my way back to my room. I walked past the lobby, but stopped. I saw a light on, by the bar.

🦌Alastor's POV📻
I was sitting at the bar for a while now. I had a few drinks, maybe even a few too many. The hotel was quiet, until I heard a voice behind me. "Alastor?" asked the voice behind me. I was 90% sure it was Lucifer, but I wasn't confident due to the drinks I had drank. "Alastor, a-are you ok? It's," Lucifer checks his watch, "2:30am Al, you need to be in bed." I shook my head, "N-no. I'm f-ine." Lucifer walked closer, and stood next to me. He leaned one arm on the bar counter , and rested his other hand on my sholder.

🐤Lucifer's POV🍎
As I put my hand on Alastor's sholder, he looked at me. The way his gaze was slightly off focus, I could tell he had a few too many drinks. "Al, please, you need sleep." Alastor's words were stuttered. "F-fine...but only s-s-so you stop *hic* b-bitching about it-t," Alastor said with a pissed glare.

Alastor stood up, but immediately fumbled. I quickly caught him, it was difficult due to the size difference. "Jesus Al. A wet noodles can stand straighter than you." I wrap your arm over my sholder, and mine around your waist to help support you. We walked to his room, which luckily was on the same floor. Alastor stumbled the whole way, once into the wall. I quickly grabbed him steadying him again. "Damn it Al, stay on your feet!" Alastor let out an agitated grown.

We made it to his room, I swung the door open. We made our way in. I walked him over to his bed, and sat him down. I took a step back, looking around his room. It was the 1st time I had ever been in there. Al immediately lied down on his bed. I walked over, taking his shoes off and pulled the covers over him.

🦌Alastor's POV📻
Lucifer pulled the blankets over me. He turned the lights and was about to head out. I grab his wrist, before he could leave. He turned back, looking at me. "S-s-stay." Lucifer's look quickly softened, "Sure," he responded with a sweet smile in his face. I moved over on the bed, I patted the bed next to me. He walked over and got under the covers. I wrapped my arms around his waist. After a few seconds he wrapped his arms around me. I closed my eyes, and quickly fell asleep.