HELLISH LOVE ( a radioapple/appleradio story )

𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆, Her Voice

Lucifer's POV:

A day later, after me realizing my feelings for the red sinner, I invited him out for a game of golf. Not just any golf, though.

Fortunately, I made him change his clothes to better fit the sport we were going to play, but even so, almost every piece of clothing he owns is covered in red.

"I wouldn't have guessed that the King of Hell played golf with meteors...But you made a mistake telling me because I'm going to destroy you."

I was idled behind him, resting my chin on my club and fawning over him, as well as letting my golden blush flush over my cheeks. Did I make a mistake? Every challenge is another moment spent with you!!

Alastor grunted softly, stroking his golf ball up into the air and hitting the floating falling star in the sky, creating a bright spark cracking it in half. He grinned wide, "Yes! I hit another!"

AH! He's so cute!

I walked forward toward him, smiling brightly at him, and shrugging softly. "You beat me! Wanna go another round?"

In a singular snap, he clicked his fingers together, magically changing his clothes back to his usual attire. "No, I actually find your enthusiasm quite suspicious... There's clearly something you want."

He stretched his arms out slightly as he said with a deep smile. I froze, wait, does he know I like him?!

Alastor adjusted his upper limbs, resting them to their original position as before. "You've been kind to me lately so I appear beneath you. You want me to look weak."

I raised my eyebrows at him, shaking my head at his terribly wrong conclusion.

"What? No!

I'm doing this because you're nice to be around! You make me happy..." I cracked a small smile at him, hoping it'll give him a sign of what I'm hinting at. Alastor's cheeks actually flushed a light red in surprise, he laid his tufty ears back. He raised his shoulders to try and hide his flustered face.

"You're confused- I'm the Radio Demon, a ruthless killer. Not some pal."

I sighed at him and gently placed my gloved hand on his shoulder to reassure him some optimism. "Not to me. You said yourself that my creations lead to good, I consider you apart of that good!

So I'm not gonna treat you like an enemy anymore... I wanna be friends." And more someday.. Alastor blushed even more, starting to become more awkward and nervous at what to comply with.

He held his breath, thinking of what to say to me. Alastor took a step back away from me. "Look Lucifer, if you think I'm too weak to have as an enemy, just say so." My eyes widened, I reached my hand out to take his.

"Wait, Al-

His body turned to a shadowy black and disappeared into the floor again, I stood still, processing everything that just went down. "That's not what I meant..."

I swallowed hard, holding back my small tears that were building up in my eyes.

God, I was crying over him.. I decided to go back to the hotel, sitting my depressed ass down at Husk's bar and slouching with tiredness.

The toupe colored feline looked up at me with a raised eyebrow. He put the clutched martini glass in his hand, as well as his beige cloth down on the counter and gave me a green colored appletini. "Hey, Husk, why doesn't your boss understand that I actually enjoy his company?"

I played with the sliced apples in my drink, the solids floating around in the great scented liquid.

Husk shrugged and went back to cleaning glasses. "Probably 'cause everyone in Hell sees him as crazy or a threat- He can't react to positive views of him with anything but distrust."

I looked up at the hotel's lit ceiling, thinking in my thoughts about Alastor.

Does he really see every act of kindness as a threat or insult...

I need to go find him.

Alastor's POV:

I strolled down the streets of Hell, turning toward a small bricked alleyway with about three loan sharks smoking weed and about to kill a kid-sized sinner. I raised my eyebrows slightly at the unholy sight, they adjusted their gaze to me, scowling and glaring at me.

I widen my toothy smile, "Evening, chums! I believe you're making a mess in my territory! I can't have that."

One of the disrespectful sinners took a step toward me and flipped me off, what ignorance!

I cracked my neck, it dislocating and a lime green aura surrounding my body.

(time skip after Alastor killed the loan sharks

because i'm uncomfortable writing about gore 🤗)

A splatter of blood plashed on my face, finally, the sinning and unmannered loan sharks lay on the ground in their own red liquid.

The single one cowering in the corner whimpered at the gory sight, "Now, dear- Go tell your friends to stay out of my territory. Or they'll be the next guests on my broadcast!"

The terrified lamb-like demon nodded and ran off quickly.

I snorted at them, "They're all idiots for thinking the Radio Demon is weak."

"Not all of them, Alastor. It seems you've been slacking. Let's talk." I froze, straining my smile. That voice...