Infernal Broadcast (A Lucifer Morningstar x Alastor Fanfiction)

Between Pride and Yearning

     Lucifer lay in bed, contemplating his emotions and feelings toward the Radio Demon. He hated these feelings; it felt like he had nothing to look forward to. He sat up in bed, put a hand over his heart, and felt its ache. He sighed and got out of bed; he wanted to get into something more comfortable, so he grabbed an oddly long duck-patterned sweater from his closet that kind of looked like a sweater dress. He shrugged, took his suit off, and put the sweater on. He sat back on the edge of his bed, his face in his hands. He breathed out heavily; he was deep in thought. He tapped his foot, trying to unstress himself from the ongoing thoughts of Alastor.

     He stood up, not being able to handle the thoughts any longer. Lucifer soon thought about having a few drinks of alcohol to forget about it; he hated the hotel bar but this was his only shot at getting rid of these feelings for a bit. He walked out of his hotel room and made his way to the bar.

     "Strawberry champagne. The fanciest one you got," Lucifer said to Husk.

     Husk stared at him, confused but obliged.

     "What's the special occasion, your majesty?" Husk asked uninterested.

      Lucifer looked up at him and then back at the drink being poured into the class.

      "I just wanna forget some stuff, okay?!-- I have a lot on my mind right now."

      Husk raised an eyebrow.

      "I have alcohol way stronger than champagne if you're looking to forget some shit."

     Lucifer shook his head 'no'; he grabbed the strawberry champagne bottle out of Husk's hands and walked back to his room with it. He closed his door and sat on his bed. He took a quick swig of the alcoholic drink before choking a bit from its strongness. He sat there; he let the alcohol work its way into his system so he could start the forgetting process. He took another quick swig and put the bottle on his nightstand. He laid down; feeling better from the two swigs of alcohol. As the intoxicating beverage entered his system and messed with his mind; his thoughts of Alastor started getting way worse than before.

     "FUCK!" Lucifer screamed out loud from his room. 

     Nobody seemed to care about his scream. He continued to lay there, pissed off at himself for making himself more vulnerable than before. He flopped his face into his pillow and groaned loudly, he thought about taking another swig of alcohol; he knew it wouldn't help so he left it alone for now. He whined in frustration, why did he even like that stupid deer? He shook his head and tried to take a nap. Soon, a loud slam of his door awoke him from his daze.

    "ROOM SERVICE!! I'm here to clean!!" Niffty yelled as she barged in. 

     Lucifer just stared at her, sighed, and lay his head back down. He was too tired to deal with this so he just let Niffty in. His thoughts swirling in his tipsy daze; he wanted it to stop, he did but there was nothing he could do.

    "Hey uh-- Short maid lady," He said to Niffty.

    She looked up at the King.

    "Yes, your ultimate bad boy majesty?"

    Lucifer glared at her but cleared his throat.

    "You up for a quick chat? I need someone to talk to right now."

    Niffty was sweeping his room but nodded eagerly, allowing him to speak away to her. Lucifer sighed and looked down; he didn't want to talk to anyone but this was the only way to ease his mind in some capacity. He took a deep breath and began.

    "I've had a lot on my mind recently. It's been a lot-- I wish I could make it stop or have something to make it stop but... Nothing. Nothing will ever help until I do something about it," Lucifer looked at the ground in melancholy as he spoke.

   Niffty was scrubbing the carpet floors now and nodded.

   Lucifer sighed and spoke again, dreaded by sadness. "It's about-- Alastor. I think I like him but I'm not sure... I-... Hmm, I don't really know how it even happened. We're just hanging out and all of a sudden I feel a strange sense of a strong, emotional connection with him."

    Niffty looked at him, shocked that Lucifer liked Alastor back. She felt excited, her fanfictions was becoming a reality slowly.

   "Y'know, Alastor likes you too, your majesty. He wrote so much steamy stuff about you! He wants to strangle you until you run out of oxygen! Soooo romantic!" She giggled

    Lucifer stared, concerned.

   "Are you sure there wasn't anything else that was-- endearing??"

   "Well, he also wrote about how disgusting and horrible you were and how he wanted to just kiss you and-" Niffty's rant became mumbles and soon she started adding her weird inputs.

    Lucifer looked away, ignoring her now. Alastor liked him? This didn't feel real at all, he didn't know about this; he looked back at Niffty and asked. 

   "How long has Alastor loved me for, Niff?"

   "The entire week. He's been starting fights with you just to try to stop liking you or something," She replied. 

   "THE ENTIRE FUCKING WEEK?! Wha- HOW DID I NOT NOTICE?!--" Lucifer was embarrassed.

   All the little things that happened over the week between the two seemed so oblivious now; Alastor's weird interest sharing, enjoying Lucifer's company, it all felt hidden in plain sight. Lucifer didn't feel that depressed anymore, he smiled and put both his hands over his heart, feeling the soft rhythmic beat. He blushed a bit as he smiled; he might have a shot with Alastor after all. He sat back up, feeling extremely giddy.

   "Finally, I might have a chance at winning something in life again! This is the best part of falling in love..." Lucifer murmured at the last sentence.

   Niffty finished up cleaning and quickly left with her cleaning supplies. She shut Lucifer's door after she was finished. Lucifer sat there, deep in thought; good thoughts. He started imagining what he and Alastor could have together if the Radio Demon were to accept his token of love. He loved everything they could become; a power-couple or maybe something more extraordinary. He didn't care what happened down the fucked up road of Hell, as long as he had Alastor, maybe not as a lover but defiantly someone he could be comfortable with.