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Sipping his red (supposedly) wine glass in his claws, Alastor scanned the crowd in the hotel lobby, feeling a bit stimmy and overwhelmed for the reason that he actually didn’t like being around many people despite having a reputation of being an outgoing person and for being so talkative. Normally, he would've just kept to himself in his dimmed office, listening to his radio tunes and drinking his bitter coffee, but this was the hotel’s grand re-re opening and sweet Charlotte practically begged for him to make his presence there so he just had to suck it up and just go on with it.
So there he was, standing by himself in a corner, occasionally sipping his drink, humming.
He was only glad that this celebration wasn’t anything big, just the residents of the hotel he didn’t bother to talk, let alone make conversations with as he was not in the mood for his games or business right now as currently, no one in this hotel had anything that piqued his interest and he was not in the mood to tease dear Husker or to watch Niffty stuff her cockroaches with cotton for her next puppet show. This small, quiet party was nothing special after all, just a quick announcement, a small speech from Charlie herself, telling how she loves everyone here and all, and now then everyone just turned to dance slowly in the lobby, drinking beside the bar counter, just letting the evening slowly drift to night as slight darkness started to place over Hell. It was actually weird to call it a night since the underworld didn’t have a moon or sun. The sky just glowed crimson red with millions of stars decorating it. But here in Hell, the night/day suns was the least of your concerns
At that moment, Alastor let out a heavy huff, feeling even more bored than he was just a minute ago, this party was truly a drag compared to all the wild parties he had when he was alive.
Alastor desperately felt like he needed to go out to get some fresh air, away from all this modern music thundering the loud speakers, the sickening aroma of sweet sugar syrup and these loud demons, and he attempted to do just that. He gently put down his wine glass, summoned his microphone staff and turned his heel to stroll towards the entré door,-
Only to stop midway as he was pulled out of his deep thinking by his red eyes caught the glance of someone just walking into the lobby, who lit up the entire room and made Alastor’s breath hitch. The radio demon’s eyes flared up as his black, dead heart started to beat rapidly yet again by just the bare sight of this fallen angel, it felt like his heart was going to jump out of his chest at any moment now.
Damn, why did this man have such an effect on him?
Alastor felt himself softened as he stared at the past seraphim strolling around the lobby, winking and noticeably awkwardly waving towards nearly every resident. His goofy charm was just one of the many reasons why it made Alastor feel funny, and made heat rise in his face. His blond locks were like spinned gold in the candlelight glow, his smile was so sweet and gentle, reaching up to his doll-like dots on his cheeks and his eyes shined like the rarest of ruby’s. Alastor had been told since he was a little kid that angels were beautiful creatures and now he completely understood it. Sure, Lucifer may have fallen from grace thousands of years ago but still, he was truly the most gorgeous living being he had ever witnessed with such gentle and soft features that made his heart melt.
He had never felt like this for another individual for his entire existence. Not in his living life or his afterlife in Hell has he ever had a romantic interest in anyone, woman, man or anything in between.
This curse, damn this absolute bastard, why did he do this to Alastor?
Lucifer looks at him, he speaks to him, touches him for even as much as a brief second and he loses the power to even remain in his calm posture and his ability to think straight
These feelings he felt for Lucifer were infuriating and intoxicating, he wasn’t supposed to be feeling like this towards anyone.
This was utterly annoying yet a part of him never wanted this feeling to stop.
Ofcourse, he won’t deny that he and Lucifer were on bad terms in the beginning, bickering and picking up petty fights whenever they got the chance to do so but over the past couple of months, the two got along pretty well and now they were somewhat on the road of becoming decent friends. Though, Alastor didn’t just want to be a good pal with Lucifer. The Radio Demon had such an intense desire to hold Lucifer, to talk with him all the time, to embrace him, to kiss him on his pale lips and never be parted from him. Alastor wanted to spend the rest of his afterlife with the king by his side and making him smile every chance he could get.
Now, that’s the majority of the reason why he never desired to have a romantic partner, because during his years and experience of having people falling for him, he has learned that love could make you so foolish and make you do foolish things you’d never done before, all because you love someone else.
But at this moment as he stared lovingly at the king of Hell who laughed with his daughter, the Radio Demon no longer cared.
He had to admit it to himself and stop denying how he felt
He was madly in love, smitten for Lucifer.
Just at that moment, Alastor’s blurry mind suddenly registered that Lucifer was walking towards his directions. Seeing this, Alastor’s chest bloomed, his posture perked up, eyes widened and his throat feeling tight for even being this close to the man he has feelings for. He tried his best to remain calm in order to not make a fool of himself in front of Lucifer but he wasn’t exactly too worried about it since he was good at putting on a facade to trick people of how he was feeling at the moment.
”Hello there, buddy!” Lucifer immediately greeted Alastor, sounding as cheery as always.
Just hearing his angelic voice made Alastor’s knees weak.
Alastor gulped lightly, yet he responded politely.”Salutations, sire.”
”How is the night treating you?” The king of Hell asked, sounding a bit drunk actually yet his eyes shimmered, which made Alastor feel all warm and bubbly in the chest.
”Good..” He replied, fighting the urge to bite his lip and momentarily gazing down at his shoes, feeling almost unable to make eye contact with him.
"Lucifer.." Alastor spoke up, his static filter over his voice gone, making him sound more genuine and human with his tone.
Lucifer cocked his head, raising an eyebrow, still smiling.”Yes?”
Alastor didn’t really know what to say at that moment, standing in front of the an of his dreams with his heart beating so fast, but maybe just a casual small chat with the king would make him feel less awkward. But right before Alastor could opened his mouth again to open up a random subject to talk about with Lucifer-
”Luci, there you are, my love!”
Upon hearing that familiar, enchanting voice echoing through the room, the two men snapped their heads to see that walking towards them was none other than the gorgeous queen of Hell herself, Lilith Mornigstar.
Alastor had to bite his tongue to prevent a growl from emitting from him as his deer eyes lowered, feeling irritation fill his chest. Right, he forgot that minor detail. Lucifer already had someone, a wife, his queen that he loved more than anything. The woman he fell for, sacrificed his position in heaven for and still after all these years, the two still loved each other as if they were highschool sweethearts who got married just yesterday.
Just seeing his beloved wife, Lucifer’s face lit up with excitement and happiness, his eyes drawn with pure bliss as he opened his arms to embrace her as she did just the same,
”Lily, my love!” He exclaimed, his voice now high pitched
The two had been noticeably more clingy with each other as Lilith has been absent for seven years now, leaving the two to become more affectionate towards each other to make up for all this time of being apart of course.
And so, both the king and queen were in each other’s arms, smothering, hugging and absorbing one another’s body warmth, acting like Alastor wasn’t standing just behind them, who was looking at the couple with disheartened eyes.
Alastor just couldn’t help but feel his heart cleanse in bitterness as a new feeling took over him, envy.
Envy? Yes, love has truly made him an absolute fool. He cursed at himself mentally while his eye twitched upon seeing Lucifer staring at Lilith finally pulling away from the hug they shared. The King of Hell was looking at Lilith with such love that it was almost unbearable to watch, the king seemed so blinded looking and touching his queen that he had seemingly forgotten that Alastor was standing right next to him.
That sense of jealousy just continue to fester in Alastor
Why couldn’t Lucifer look at him that way?
Just then, the loudspeakers switched into a more soothing and jazzlike music, the type of music that Alastor prefered.
Hearing the tunes, Lilith smiled softly at Lucifer, cupping his face and tenderly stroking his cheek with her thumb. ”Wanna dance, my love?” She asked invitingly as she took Lucifer’s hands in hers.
Lucifer beamed, giggling at the touch as he slightly blushed.”I thought you’d never ask, sweetie.”
And so, holding hands together, the couple left to dance, leaving Alastor alone in the corner, watching the couple leave with sadness written in his gaze.
But just then, Lucifer looked over his shoulder to wave at Alastor, ”See you later Al!”
”Let's go, love.” Lilith said to her husband, leading him to the dance floor and so the two started to dance,
Lucifer’s hands on Lilith’s hips, Lilith’s on Lucifer's shoulders, their bodies swaying at the beat of the song, staring deeply in each other’s eyes, both enjoying this moment together
Allwhile Alastor stared at the dancing couple with dread, feeling sick to his stomach
Just as he accepted the truth that he was in love with Lucifer, he had to accept the reality aswell.
Lucifer pulled Lilith close to him, both chuckling before their lips connected, kissing like nothing else mattered while Alastor felt his heart shatter to a million pieces.
Yes, he loved Lucifer but he was not Alastor’s to have