Infernal Broadcast (A Lucifer Morningstar x Alastor Fanfiction)

Close as Sin

     The night grew cold as Lucifer lay in his bed. Last night felt like a fever dream. He got with Alastor and they spent the rest of the day doing what they loved as they admired each other's company. He shifted a bit in bed; he wasn't used to such cold nights in Hell. It didn't get cold like this; it wasn't the norm. It didn't matter what time of year it was, it was always hot, or supposed to be. Lucifer lay there, wide awake due to the cold rendering him unable to sleep.

     He wondered how to sleep better; he never slept well after Lilith left him. He always got better sleep when he was sleeping with her but he didn't have her, he had someone better, Alastor. Alastor wasn't the affectionate type and if anything he hated physical touch. It made him cringe and recoil; he hated it and it seemed he always would. Thinking about Alastor and his hate for physical affection made Lucifer wonder if Alastor preferred a platonic partner rather than a romantic one. He shook his head, hoping Alastor would eventually come around to affection and care. 

     Lucifer groaned as he lay there, he was tired as fuck; all he wanted was to get some sleep. he sat up a bit and stretched. He thought about taking some sleeping pills but he knew he didn't have any; someone in the hotel did: Angel Dust. That guy would use anything just to catch a high, whether it be "powdered" drugs or pills. Lucifer got up, walked out of his room, and made his way to Angel's. He knocked on the door a few times and finally, the tall pink spider answered.

     "What the hell- Oh, heya', short King~" He flirted with Lucifer.

     "Do you have any sleeping pills?" Lucifer asked quickly.

     Angel looked down, confused as to why he would even want those.

    "I mean-- I do, I do have some-- But why the fuck do you want some? I might need them, you don't know, your majesty."

    "I've been having a rough time sleeping and I-- I need those. Please- For the love of unholy hell, may I have some?" Lucifer begged. 

    Angel rolled his eyes and brought him two sleeping pills.

   "Hey, listen, before you even take those-- have you considered cuddling ya' boyfriend Al? Sometimes a little TLC helps one get some fucking sleep. Fuck knows I need it."

    He walked back into his bedroom and shut the door on Lucifer. He never thought of trying to cuddle with Alastor, mainly because they just started dating; maybe he did need a little TLC. He had never considered affection helping him sleep, not after Lilith left. He sighed and headed back to his room. Soon, he heard a loud crash from the lobby. He ran down the stairs to see what was going on.

     Once he got there, he saw Alastor fiddling with a coffee machine. He watched as his boyfriend struggled for a bit before getting the dusty thing to work. 

    "You done now?" Lucifer asked.

     Alastor wasn't startled but his head did turn a full 180 degrees before his full body turned around. 

     "What are you doing out of bed, darling? It's very late. You should be sleeping! You know how tired you were yesterday, you really should be in bed."

     "I can't sleep, that's why I was gonna take some sleeping pills and maybe- Wait, why are you up?" Lucifer asked.

     He continued to stare at his short boyfriend, clearly declining to comment.

     "Al, honey, you need sleep, you can't keep pulling all these fuckin-- all-nighters! They aren't healthy," Lucifer walked over and held his boyfriend's hand tightly.

     "That's why I do them, darling! Who needs mental and physical health when you can let insanity run you? Plus, I get an excuse to drink black coffee at 3 AM!" Alastor replied, he turned around.

     He went to grab the coffee pot but Lucifer quickly grabbed it away; he walked into the kitchen and dumped it in the sink. He walked back over and put the pot back in its place. Alastor twitched, violently and stared harshly at Lucifer.

     "Now, hon-- What the fuck was that for?!"

     "You're going to bed, whether you like it or not, Bambi-- Sorry, I shouldn't call you that. We don't have to hate each other anymore," Lucifer growled before fixing himself at the end.

     "I told you, Luci, I am perfectly fine! I don't need sleep! I haven't slept in... Two days! I can last longer," Alastor replied with a glare. 

     Lucifer began to grab some stuff out of the kitchen: Water and cocoa powder. He filled the coffee machine with it and turned it on.

     "You seem more like a hot chocolate kind of guy, Al," he smiled at him. 

     Alastor stared coldly at his boyfriend, clearly upset by this still.

    "I appreciate your concern about my well-being, darling, but I do not need Hot Chocolate; what I need is black coffee!"

     Lucifer ignored his plead, he checked his wrist as if he had a watch on; like that, the Hot Chocolate was done. He gently got the hot pot off and took it back into the kitchen; he came back, grabbed Alastor's mug, and went back. He came back with two cups, one from him, and the other for Alastor. He held it out and watched as Alastor took it. 

     "Wanna sit in your bedroom for a bit and enjoy these, my love?" Lucifer asked.

      Alastor nodded; he guided Lucifer back to his room. They both sat on his plush bed. Lucifer had the first sip, he talked about how good it was and that Alastor should have some, and he added that he made sure the Hot Chocolate was bitter for him; he didn't add sugar for the Radio Demon. Alastor took a sip and it was quite enjoyable, much better than drinking coffee at 3 AM at least. Lucifer inched his hand closer and held Alastor's free hand.

     "I'm very tired, Al. I would love to go to sleep but-- I just can't," Lucifer exclaimed.

     Alastor looked down at his short boyfriend and tightened his grip on his hand.

     "Well, dear, what usually helps you sleep? Because something tells me it surely isn't Hot Chocolate!"

     "You're gonna laugh at me-- I always loved cuddling when I slept. Well-- Any kind of affection always calmed me down and got me through the night. I know you aren't into that so-- I'm not gonna force anything on you, hon, especially something you aren't ready for," Lucifer replied.

      Alastor just nodded. He finished his cup of Hot Chocolate; got up and got back into his sleep attire. He lay down and pat the spot next to him, telling Lucifer to lie down. He rolled his eyes and smiled as he lay down. Alastor turned to face him and with a quick motion, he spooned him right up and held him in place.

      "I'll do whatever for you, especially if it'll get you to sleep, honey," Alastor said as he softly kissed the top of Lucifer's forehead.

      "Woah, I don't need this! I can handle myself!" Lucifer joked.

       Alastor immediately let go and turned over.

      "Wait-- Wait!!-- It was nice, darling... Sorry, didn't mean to upset you, could you-" Lucifer said but was interrupted by a quick cuddle by Alastor.

      "I was just messing with you, dear! You know I'm not that petty," Alastor's grip tightened, "Now, goodnight, Luci. I love you."

       Lucifer hadn't heard that in years.

       "I love you too, hon," He snuggled in.

       It felt like he was finally gonna get some good sleep. He knew this was gonna be the best sleep he's had in years.