Hazbin one shots

Sickly Deer

Plot
A sick demon tries to power through it. But Charlie isn't going to let him

It's my first time ever doing a sick story...so I hope it's good 👍

Alastor woke up in the morning with a soft groan. He slowly sat up in bed, and he felt awful. His head was pounding. he felt hot and clammy even in his room, which was a few degrees colder than the rest of the hotel. He wasn't sure what it was but decided to try and just push through like he always does. He can defeat overlords so he can deal with a bit of pain he figured. Getting up from his bed he moved over to his dresser and grabbed his clothes, laid them out before taking a warm shower, Now normally Alastor wasn't big on showers but it was wash day, so once a month he would take. Stepping into the steaming shower he let out a content sigh as it helped Relax his body a little, thinking of the warm water and not of the other stuff he found the pain dulled out and smirked to himself thinking he had found a way past it. Wrapping up his shower and stepping out, he moved to his clothes and got dressed before leaving the room and heading towards the elevator. The elevator dinged as the doors opened, and he walked out into the lobby. The day was going by rather smoothly, enjoying some breakfast and then a little bit of quiet as he read the morning newspaper, moving about his day he started to do his task, the bills, chores, maintenance, and helping others when they needed it, he was sitting in his chair looking at the mail and the bills getting them all sorted. But it was getting harder to concentrate, and the more he tried, the more his head hurt. If asked to describe it, he would feel like someone was pounding on his head with a hammer nonstop. He groaned out as he put his hands to his head and leaned back in the chair.
"You feeling ok, Al?" Charlie asked now as she walked over to him hearing his groan
"Oh, I'm fine dear, just didn't sleep well last night," he said, making up a quick lie as he sat back up with his usual smile to hide all his pain. Charlie seemed to buy It as she nodded and left.
As the day progressed, Alastor wasn't getting any better. Worse, actually, his stomach was in knots and flipping around, and he had started to sweat due to running a fever to the point he had taken his coat off.
"Al... Are you sure you're ok... you look terrible," Charlie asked again as she had been keeping an eye on him since this morning.
"Ah, why thank you for th" he stopped as he started to have a coughing fit, nearly doubling over as he grabbed the arm of the couch to support himself before finally stopping. Charlie winced as she listened to the raw and raspy cough he was making before he stood back up.
"For...the com..compliment my..dear," he said as he turned to leave.
"Al..where are you going?" Charlie's asked as she moved to block his path now.
"I still have... a hotel to run dear," he said with a small wheeze as his breathing was a bit more labored.
"Why don't you get some rest and let me cook you something warm to eat?" She offered him with a soft smile.
"Im not a child dear, now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do still," he said politely before leaving.
Charlie watched him leave and sighed before getting her phone out.
"Left me no choice al...time for the big guns"
Alastor was at his chair again, still trying to get the bills done from this morning. His face was pale, and he was sweating and wheezing softly. His throat was sore from all the coughing, and his stomach was still bothering him.
"And... just what do you think you are doing, mister?" Came a voice beside him that he recognized Instantly.
"Love... you know i have work to do," he said as he turned to look at the short king himself.
"Oh no... don't you love me, mister. The only work you have is filing... your feet one after another all the way to the dam bed, " Lucifer said as he crossed his arms. He was away at a meeting but knows that if Charlie calls, it's important...and if it's about Alastor, then he's refusing to listen. Hearing a groan, he watched as Alastor turned to look away from him and try to get back to work.
"So... doing this the hard way then are we," Lucifer asked while tapping his foot impatiently only to hear some mumbling from Alastor.
"Care to repeat that," He said as Alastor went quiet and still looking away.
"Very well then," he said before he reached and grabbed Alastors ear, earning a yelp and complaining.
"Oh no, you brought this upon yourself," lucifer said as he drug the demon behind him, Alastor had to be hunched over to avoid extra force pulling on his ear.
"Will you let...go of my ear!" He whined out.
"Maybe you should've thought of this before not listening to Charlie," the king drug Al across the lobby like this while the others just watched. It's not the first time this has happened.
"You're hurting my ear!"
"Oh, would you rather I call Rosie instead?" He asked as he stopped and looked at Al before seeing his ears fall flat against his head. He quickly shook it.
"Are you going to listen?" Alastor nodded quickly at this.
"Then bed, now," Lucifer said while pointing his finger to the elevator.
Alastor was stubborn, but even he knew not to test Rosie's patience. He had made that mistake once when Charlie had called her...never...again will he tell her no and not listen. Lucifer watched him get in the elevator before looking at Angel.
"You think you can make some of his soup? I know you've been cooking with him some."
"I'll do my best," Angel said with a smile as he moved to the kitchen to start cooking while lucifer headed up to the room. Walking into the room, he saw Alastor sitting on the bed.
"Strip, and go get a shower." he was about to refuse, but seeing lucifers face, he nodded as he slowly got up and stripped down before moving to the shower.
About 20 minutes later, Angel knocked on the door and opened it. Looking in the room, he saw lucifer putting medicine away, and Alastor wrapped up in a warm blanket with a smile plastered on his face as he snuggled into it.
"I put the blanket in the dryer to warm it for him, helps put him to sleep," lucifer said as he saw angels confused face about it.
Angel nodded some as he moved and sat the bowl of stew down.
"Thanks, Angel."
"Anytime short king. Get well soon smiles, " He said before leaving the room as lucifer moved and grabbed the bowl. He fed it to Alastor, one spoon full at a time. Soon, the stew was gone, and Alastor was having a hard time keeping his eyes awake.
"Get some rest, love," lucifer said as he kissed his forehead before gently leaving the room as Alastors head rolled to the side slowly. Soft snores soon filled the room as he drifted to sleep.