Hazbin one shots

Rosies help

Plot
Al tries To play off his injury but Rosie doesn't Buy it

Blood and angst warning

Alastor had returned to his room after The meeting in the lobby, he was glad he had a red coat instead of any other color, and glad that no one noticed the blood soaking through on the front of It. He moved to the bathroom and proceeded to gently remove his coat before his suspenders and shirt revealing the deep gash acrossed his chest that was steadily pumping out blood to the beat of his heart. He gripped the sink as he had to pull his eyes away from it, gruesome and gory cuts never bothered him on others, but on his own body it hit a bit differently and he didn't like it. He needed help and he knew it..he just didn't want to admit it, deciding he would just go and visit Rosie tomorrow and pick up his order, it should heal overtime, he's a overlord and the radio demon. A little cut wasn't going to stop him he thought with a small laugh as he grabbed some fresh clothes and put on for now and moved over to his bed and laid down before falling asleep. Sleep was hard for him, the throbbing from his wound never went away throughout the night, waken up he groaned out, everything hurt and he felt weak, his shirt was heavy and sticking to his skin, raising his head and looking down he saw his white undershirt was now red and soaked through, it seemed the bkeeding never stopped like he was hoping it would. It took some effort for him to actually get up out of bed, never has he felt this weak..and he hated it. Moving to the mirror in the bathroom and pulling his shirt off he was starting to wish he didnt, looking at the cut there was dried blood all around it and yellow liquid like stuff draining from it and there was still blood pumping out of it. He was glad he was at the sink before he felt like puking from the sight of it. He quickly grabbed a shirt to put on and hide the gruesome sight before grabbing a clean coat. He was walking slower then he normally does and had a more labored breath with a light sweat As he walked into the lobby.
"Hey Al" came Charlie's over energetic voice.
"Where are you going?"
"To visit My friend Rosie" he said as he didn't turn and look towards her. Charlie did find that a bit suspicious as she moved around infront of him, taking note of his appearance.
"Are you...Ok Al?"
"Never better My dear!" He said with his fake smile. Charlie Bought it as she nodded before Alastor walked out of the hotel and started towards cannibal town, he would normally teleport but he didn't have enough strength to thanks to his wound. The farther he walked the harder it was getting and the weaker he felt, his legs were starting to shake lightly, but thankfully he walked into Rosie's shop, the bell chimed as he opened it and she looked up at him and smiled.
"Alastor! Good to see you again" she said as finished up with a customer before moving over, her pace slowed down though when she got closer.
"Whats wrong with you?"
"Nothing at all my dear"
"Dont try that on me Al, you know I know you better then anyone else, that smile don't fool me" she said as she put her hands on her hips now and giving him a mom like stare, Alastor sighed and looked away with a small mumble. He should've Known Rosie would've seen the signs, at times he things she knows him better then himself.
"....I got hurt.." he mumbled out quietly. Sensing he didn't want it getting out she motioned to her office in the back, walking behind him she was able to take notes of his slow and unsteady walk, amd his posture was off to, more hunched over then his normal straight walk. Closing the door behind them once they got into the office she turned and looked at him.
"Show me" she said as she watched him put his cane down and remove his coat. Bringing a hand to her mouth with a silent gasp as she seen his red and yellow stained undershirt that was soaked through again.
"Al...wh..what happened to you!?" She asked as she quickly moved to her medicine cabinet and grabbed everything in it and sat it beside The couch he was on. By this time Alastor was pulling his shirt off he really wasn't feeling too good.
"Ok. Al...just...what happened?....Al...Alastor" she asked not getting a response, looking up she caught his eyes struggling to stay open before his head rolled to the side dragging his body over with him.
"AL!" She cried out as she reached up to grab him, easing him down onto his side and grabbed some rags and started to try and clean the wound the best she, getting soft groans and occasional twitch of body parts. She took note of how pale he actually was now, probably lost to much blood she figured. She worked on his wound for nearly a hour getting the wound cleaned and dressed before stitching it up, a few hours later she swore her hair was falling out with worry before hearing groan and a hand moving to his chest.
"No...don't mess with it Al"
"Nnhhmmgggg....R..Rosie?"
"Im here Al...don't worry" she said as she wiped away some of the sweat from his forehead.
"You need to take better care of yourself Al. You shouldn't have tried to hide it for that long." She said as Al looked away some.
"I know..just..don't like asking for help"
"Yeah and I don't like my friends coming here and bleeding out of my couch...you could've died Al!" She said as she got up and walked over to her desk where she grabbed a tray of food before wiping her eyes while looking away. Taking a breath and recollecting herself.
"Here...you need to eat" she said as she sat the tray down beside him.
Alastor ate his food while Rosie left the room, he stayed over night and by morning he was a lot better and thanked Rosie for her help before he left, Rosie leaned against the door frame and watched him walk away.
"Dont know what I'd do without you" she said softly.