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“Anal Rust! Open this door!”
Lucifer was knocking on the door rather loudly-
Angel Dust looked over at the clock beside his bed. Fucking 1 in the morning- goddamnit-
“Short King! Stop, ya gonna wake Smiles!” The spider hissed out softly. Lucifer's growl was the only warning Angel got before the door was kicked in. It certainly started the nestled fluffy buck in Angel's arms, causing him to shoot up and look around frantically.
He looked like a deer caught in the headlights, and as Lucifer came near, his ears lowered. “....Luci??”
Angel's head tilted. That was… a very soft tone. Is the Radio Demon alright?
“...Smiles?”
Alastor reached for Lucifer, soft fawn squeaking leaving him as the King grinned and held him. “Hey Bambi! How are you, little fawn? What have you been up to today?” His magic drifted to shut the door quietly and light a few candles in the room, lighting them all in a soft glow.
Fat Nuggets oinked softly and nosed Lucifer's thigh, head tilted as he looked at the King holding Alastor on his lap.
Alastor purred softly and nuzzled his face into Lucifer's neck, little fluffy tail wagging.
“Are you wearing Angel's sweater? It looks super comfy!” Lucifer smiled and booped Alastor's nose. “Not as comfy as mine though!”
Alastor nodded with a squeak, smiling at Lucifer as he rubbed his face against the man. He loved doing this, and Lucifer knew it.
Angel Dust, however, was incredibly confused. Alastor was just being so sweet and soft right now- this was definitely not something he was expecting from the fluffy deer man, despite him noticing how calm Alastor got as the night went on and-
wait. Short King is treating Smiles like a…
A bleat tore the spider from his thoughts as he watched Lucifer's magic change the King's clothes. He was left in a sweater and comfy pants.
Angel rose a brow. “H-hey, I neva said ya can stay da night, jus Smi-”
“Bambi? Do you want a sleepover?”
“Oui, Luci!”
Lucifer grinned as he looked at Angel Dust. “Well, that settles it. I'm staying.” He scooted back to lean against Angel's headboard, holding Alastor in his lap.
Angel sighed, rolling his eyes. “I can shoot ya, Short King. Ya can't hurt me.”
Angel regretted the moment the words left his mouth, because the look of pure anger that overtook the fluffy deer was barely contained by Lucifer. The deer squeaked angrily as he tried to get to Angel, and the spider raised his hands like he was surrendering.
As much as he feared for himself right now, the little angry fawn squeaks were fucking cute.
“Goddamnit Smiles, ya fuckin’ adorable-” Angel said as he sighed. “I won't do anythin', I'm sorry.” He said, watching the deer settle. His little tail wiggled as he shifted, reaching for Nuggets again.
Alastor giggled as the piglet nuzzled him and gave him love, causing his little tail to wag as Lucifer carded his fingers through his hair. It was quiet for a bit, just the three of them sitting there, and Angel huffed.
“...are you two datin, Short King?”
“Hmm? Oh, no! Not currently? I don't know what Al wants from me. I've been caring for him though! He's latched onto me and I don't mind it at all! I'm always so lonely so having something this cute that wants my attention is completely okay with me!” Lucifer smiled as Alastor nuzzled into him again, playing with the ring on his hand.
“....he's almost like a kid, Short King.”
“You can call me Lucifer.”
“...Lucifer. Why is Al actin’ like a kid?”
“I think it's a trauma response, maybe a way he uses to process things. What he's doing is called age regression. Oz used to do it a long time ago, that's why I know what it is. I was always there with him. After a while, he just no longer wanted to, and I had Charlie so there wasn't anything we ever discussed about it.” Lucifer chuckled as Alastor nibbled his fingers.
“The night Ozzie helped me rescue Bambi… this is how he was when I got him back to the palace.. or- at least the following day.” Lucifer winced as he felt teeth piercing the skin and Alastor drinking his blood. “Bambi- we talked about this-”
The little growl as Alastor tightened the bite and hold let Lucifer know that this was non-negotiable, and Angel snorted as he set his phone aside, watching Alastor essentially feasting.
“An’ when did dat start, Lu?”
“Couple nights ago. He bit me when we were rough-housing and when he got a taste he didn't let go.” Lucifer sighed softly.
Angel reached out to pet Alastor's ears, smiling as the demon allowed it happily and purred. “Oh- I see why ya been inseparable, Luce.”
“Yeah, he's like having a huge stuffed animal that enjoys affection when he gets like this… and it's hard to deny him anything.” Lucifer chuckled. He watched the deer suckle on his hand, trying to pull as much blood from the wound as possible. “Alright fawn, that's enough.” He pulled his hand away as Alastor growled again.
Lucifer raised a brow and shook his head. “You need to take breaks between these feedings, Al. If you don't, you'll get a very hurt tummy.” the man smiled and patted Alastor's thigh, watching him shift to nuzzle into Angel Dust.
Angel's face fell slightly and he smiled, running his fingers through Alastor's hair.
“....Anthony?”
“Look.. Lucifer, Short King- i- i want ta kno’ why ya all still actin’ like things are okay? After what I did, ain't somethin’... i- ain't a good guy. There ain't no redeemin' me.”
Lucifer's face fell as his shoulders slumped. He sighed, looking up at the fake stars that littered Angel's ceiling. “...you know how CharChar is. It starts with sorry! And- well, it's not your fault. You were hypnotized.”
Angel huffed, shifting a bit. One knee up while the other leg was stretched out. Fat Nuggets curled up in Alastor's arms as the fluffy deer slept between Lucifer and Angel. “..well.. yea, I guess ya right but…”
“But nothing. It's just a fact. You were scapegoated. And uh, haha, I know.. well, I know a lot about that. This crown comes with matching cuffs, after all.” He sighed, covering Alastor up and gently rubbing his back when he shifted and squeaked. The deer was sleeping good now, night terrors no longer an issue as long as he was with someone.
Angel sighed as he looked away. “How come y'all are all so forgivin'?”
“What's the point of holding hatred? We're dead. We have eternity. Eternity builds patience.” Lucifer conjured an orange blossom, handing the small delicate flower to Angel.
Angel smiled gently, holding it in his hands as he thanked the King. When he looked back over, Lucifer was sleeping hard with Alastor.
Angel smiled, watching them snuggle. He set the flower aside on his table before settling down with the trio of cuddly beings, pulling them close as he too fell asleep.