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MORE THAN ANYTHING~
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Y/N'S POV
The moment you and Alastor stepped through the doors of the hotel again, a sharp, aching sentence pierced the air—
“Charlie! You don’t understand, Heaven never listens!”
You froze mid-step. The words slammed into you like a hammer, sharp enough to split through bone. For a moment, the hotel seemed to blur, your vision crowding with memories you had fought so hard to bury.
Not now. Not here.
Your gaze snapped toward the source. There they were,the infamous father and daughter, locked in a storm you already knew too well.
Lucifer’s voice trembled with old wounds as he pressed forward, each word tearing from his chest. “They didn’t listen to me… They won’t listen to you!” His expression twisted before he turned sharply, his back to Charlie, hiding himself, or maybe protecting her from what lay behind his mask.
Charlie’s brows drew together, her lips quivering as she reached for reason. “You don’t know that!” she pleaded, her hope shining like a fragile flame refusing to be snuffed out.
But Lucifer whirled back, eyes burning with grief and certainty. “I do!” he barked. His voice cracked, not with anger, but remembrance. The kind of remembrance that never truly heals.
Your stomach knotted.
The fact that Lucifer feels like he is closely mirroring someone you hate to see made you feel suffocated. You really wanted to look away, but you couldn’t. For a flicker of a moment, you thought you might choke on the silence building in your throat.
Beside you, Alastor’s crimson eyes lingered a second longer than usual. He noticed your unnaturalpause, the stiff set of your shoulders. His smile didn’t falter, but there was something sharpened beneath it, as though he too had heard the break in your breath.
You forced your feet to move again, though the weight of Lucifer’s voice followed, dragging every step heavier than the last.
[ LUCIFER: BOLD, CHARLIE: ITALICS, BOTH: BOLD AND ITALIC ]
“You, didn’t know that when I tried this all before~♪” Lucifer sang, his voice carrying a weary lilt, eyes fixed on Charlie with a melancholy that weighed the air.
He turned away, gaze drifting over the hotel’s walls as though they were ghosts of a past only he could see. A golden flame ignited in his hand, burning bright yet soft, casting a glow that painted the hall in fleeting warmth. “My dreams were too hard to defend~♪”
With a flick, he sent the flame before Charlie. It landed harmlessly on the floor, flickering without heat, like a candle meant to guide rather than harm.
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PSYCHOPATHIC || ALASTOR x FEM READER
FanfictionYou were pretty hopeless as you lay on the dark green grass, as you see your own blood probably pooling beneath your body.. Pretty much deserved all of this, since you just tried to mimic that one TV show character you were so onto about and got sec...
