Hellaverse Romance

In the Middle P1 - Radioapple/Radiostatic (Alastor x Lucifer/Alastor x Vox, HH)

[DISCLAIMER: I DO RESPECT THE FACT THAT ALASTOR IS CANONICALLY ASEXUAL AND WILL STICK TO THAT THROUGHOUT THE FANFICTION!!] 

[A/N: GUYS I WORKED SO HARD ON THIS CHAPTER, SO MANY WORDSSS, I RLLY HOPE YOU GUYS ENOJOY IT, LOVE U <333 also... I MAAAAADE THE COVER IMAGE FOR THIS CHAPTER :D (it took an entire school day lol) also I wrote most of this when I had a cold so plz no judging]

[A/N: cover image explanation: so basically it's Alastor and Lucifer's shadow; I'll interrupt the storyline of this chapter to say when this comes in also the thing at the top of the image is a knife with blood on it stabbed through a heart lol i know it's kinda hard to see also that's not my real handwriting I was trying a different font and it failed but I was too lazy to change it lol] 

[Takes place on an afternoon a couple months after The Show Must Go On] 

[Vox's POV]

Vox fidgets with the flowers in hands. Okay, okay, okay, just walk in there and ask him. No big deal! It won't feel so tough... You've already postponed enough. Someone else is gonna get him!!

He knocked on the door of the Hazbin Hotel. 

The princess of Hell, Charlie Morningstar, opened it. "How can we help you today, Mr. Vox?" she asked, the surprise on her face evident. 

Vox spoke professionally. "I'd like to speak with Alastor, please." 

Charlie blinked. "Oh! Okay, sure!! Just go up the stairs and it's the first door on the left." 

"Alright, thank you." Vox smiled, chuckling a bit, and straightened his bowtie before entering the hotel. It's so fucking red in here. Wait... Is that green?! Nice! I wonder who's idea that was...?

Vox walked up the stairs. The door on the left was open a bit, and he peered in. Alastor was sitting on his bed, facing the other wall, shirtless. Vox gulped. "H-Hey, Alastor!" he said nervously, standing in the doorway. 

Alastor's voice was icy. "What do you =-_WANT-=_-?" The sentence ended in Alastor's radio voice intensifying. The radio demon was still turned the other way. 

Before Vox could say anything, Alastor turned around in anger, his glare sharpening when he saw the flowers. Despite this, Vox couldn't help but think damn, shirtless Alastor is hot. "Get the =-_FUCK-=_- out of my room!" Alastor's shadow tentacles appeared. 

"W-Wait, Alastor, I just want to-" 

"Declare your undying love for me? Yes, yes, I know, you love me, now =-_LEAVE BEFORE I MAKE YOU-=_-!" 

Vox whimpered and ran out of the room in sadness, fear, and anger. 

[Alastor's POV]

"Ah, yes, it was nice to catch up with an old friend," Alastor said, straightening his bow tie, when Charlie later asked that evening about Vox's strange visit. 

"Okay!" Charlie said, the oblivious young child she was. She quickly hugged Alastor before he could protest and grabbed Vaggie's hand, practically dragging her girlfriend up the stairs. Angel Dust nodded to Alastor before sitting down at the bar, casually chatting to Husker. Alastor watched Angel kiss Husk on the cheek before heading upstairs himself. Alastor was about to walk over and scold Husk for letting love interfere with the bartender's job, but before he could, he felt a light tug on his cloak. He looked down to see Niffty. He picked her up and set her down on the couch next to him. 

"Sir!" the maid exclaimed. "I'm having trouble with my cleaning!!" 

"What seems to be the problem, my dear?" Alastor inquired. "Do you need me to restock a cleaning product? Did one of your tools break??"