A Realization (A Radioapple/Appleradio story)

Ch 14 Cautious Ask

Lucifer stumbled through the portal, face-planting onto the floor.

"Fuck." Lucifer sat up, rubbing a hand against his aching head. Where the hell are we? Lucifer looks around the room.

It's half forest and half bedroom, an eerie green light rimming the bedroom half. Just like the one Alastor gives off when...

"If you're quite done admiring my bedroom, please do stand." Lucifer makes a pft sound before standing up and brushing off his clothes. The king looks up to see Alastor sitting in a chair by a fireplace. The green fire glows in the dim room. "Is green your favorite color or something?" Lucifer steps closer, leaning against the fireplace.

"Not exactly, but I do find it quite intriguing." Lucifer nods, looking around the room again. There wasn't much in the room. Alastor's bed is in the back center of the wall, a small bookshelf to its left, and a nightstand to its right. Lucifer turns his head, looking at the other side of Alastor's room.

There were four or five trees with a blue light illuminating from the ceiling of the woods area. Lucifer had to admit... It was quite...pretty. There was a tapping sound; Lucifer turned his head to which he saw Alastor staring into the fireplace, drumming his fingers on a nearby coffee table.

"Ehm," Lucifer fake coughs. "So, uh, why did you forcefully push me into your bedroom?"

Alastor's gaze falls onto Lucifer, the green light from the fireplace tinting Alastor's dark red eyes.

Kind of pretty...

Alastor's deer ears fell to the sides of his head. Lucifer watched these actions, giving Alastor a question-filled look. Alastor sighs before speaking. "You see," Alastor starts, his voice oddly even despite his ears. "You... You remember my um. Injury from a few days ago?" After a moment of scavenging his brain, Lucifer nods.

Did it get worse? "Yes, faintly recall..."

"Well, you see, it seems to have gotten... worse. Not to mention it hurts like a bitch."

Lucifer frowns, the realization striking him.

He must have been in pain for a while now then... and I didn't help...

Lucifer has a pained expression. Alastor fails to notice. "And half by force, I need your... your assistance."

Alastor hesitantly speaks.

Lucifer looks up at Alastor, biting his lip nervously.

"To...heal me, that is."

"I... I need time to think..." Lucifer says in a quiet voice.

Alastor clutches the handle of the chair tightly, leaving small scratch marks. His eyes turn to radio dials, and for a split second, Lucifer thinks he's going to have to fight when...