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He didn't even know how did they got there, but it was quite lovely nonetheless.
He sat on a blanket with his mysterious companion, Lucifer as he introduced himself. It was quite interesting for Alastor that someone would name their child after the devil, although he never questioned it. The look of the other was eye-catching, pale skin almost snow like, blonde hair that shined in the sun making them look like a real gold and those beautiful baby blue eyes. Alastor didn't believe in hell nor heaven but if he did than he would describe those eyes as God's greatest and most beautiful masterpiece.
Human in front of him would sometimes terrify Alastor, even if said would never admit it. The way he couldn't look away from the blonde sometimes, he didn't knew what was happening. They knew each other for only around two years and yet Lucifer like none other made him feel... things. Weird things that scared Alastor. He hated not knowing what was happening, but around the other man? He never knew anything just like he didn't knew what to do about it.
At first he considered killing the other but then... He caught him while with his victim and the way he reacted to his crime...such an interesting being. One would expect him to be lovely dovely softie because of his look, but then.. He just.. smiled. He just stood there and smiled looking at the murder scene and the look in his eyes said that he knew. He knew way before that and that caught Alastor's attention. He wanted- no... He needed to know more about this man. Lucifer never gave any information about himself, not even accidentally which annoyed Alastor. He set it his goal to find out something, anything.
He sighed which caught Lucifer's attention. He was watching Alastor for some time as he was in his own thoughts. He didn't usually stayed quiet, although he could make an exception, hardly but still. He itched to say, do something, but remained silent. For some time.
"What's on your mind, Al?" that took Alastor out of his mind back to the beautiful park they were in.
"Ah, nothing much, dear. Don't mind me" he waved his hand. Lucifer came closer and reached his hand to the other, who understood. He placed his hand in the smaller one.
"why shouldn't I mind about such a beautiful man?" That was the hardest Alastor had to get used to at the beginning. Complements and flirting.. He wasn't this kind of man that thought about relationships, more than with a man.. he didn't find that too bad as his mother teached him that love doesn't chose and he believed her, she was really smart after all. It's just that, he never thought about himself in that way and although Lucifer never asked about being in a relationship, the flirting led him to think that it's what the other man could want.
The worst was that those words, coming from him were.. heartwarming. At every other he would just smile and reject politely as he was taught, but there was something about Lucifer that made him want more. More of his words, more of his presence and what's the most terrifying... more of his touch.
Alastor always bothered with this issue. While everyone tried to touch him, especially man or even got too close, he felt uncomfortable. He felt as if ones touch stayed where it was left for at least few minutes before it disapeared and it always drove him insane.
And that's where Lucifer was different as well. First touch was too fast to tell him to not do that. He grabbed Alastor's hand in their first meeting before he knew. And it turned out.. lovely. His touch didn't felt rough, gross nor had it left an unpleasant feeling. Instead it was gentle, lovely, welcoming and warm like.. like his mother's...
And so far, he was the only man allowed to touch him. What's more, he was welcomed to do so. Once he hugged Alastor next to Mimzy, who got Lucifer away from him and explained to the man that he didn't quite liked being touched. But to her surprise he said, he doesn't mind. She was left speechless for quite long time.
From then on, Lucifer made sure or at least tried to ask for a permission first by, for example, reaching his hand to him and if he wanted a hug, he just spread his arms and didn't come closer untill the radio host did so. And Alastor? He appreciated it. It made him feel warm knowing other respects his boundaries instead of forcing it onto him so he could "get used to it" even if he did got Alastor's agreement then.
"Oh please, Lucifer. If I'd have to say, you're the beautiful one between us both" he said as Lucifer brought their connected hand to his cheek and leaned on them. Cute.
That was what Alastor learned to do. Answer. Compliment for compliment, flirt for flirt. It made it easier, since then just like now, Lucifer's face covers in red color and he could concentrate on it instead of feeling awkward. One would think the angel-like man got used to this after so long, but he didn't and Alastor adored it somehow. He liked seeing flustered look on his face.
Lucifer tried to hide it by looking away, but Alastor took his hand out of others grasp and placed his fingers under man's chin and made him look back at him. He smiled seeing Lucifer turning even more red. He didn't knew it was possible, but oh well.
"What's wrong, darling?" he smirked mischievous. Lucifer hid his face in hands.
"You're an asshole..." He mumbled. Alastor chuckled.
Now, Alastor wasn't dumb. He saw hints, like this one. Lucifer never blushed, when someone else gave him compliment and there were many times he did receive one. The radio host wasn't surprised as the other was indeed really beautiful, he couldn't deny that. But.. What was he supposed to do? How was he supposed to act? He didn't even figure out what's he's feeling while being around other yet.
"I'm honest" he replied. Lucifer looked at him from above his hands, still holding them in front of his face and sighed. He would call him a liar, but blonde knew he wasn't lying. He always knew when others did. He layed his hands on his lap, fidgeting with his fingers.
Alastor looked at their surroundings. Warm colors of green grass and blue sky made him calm as well as birds chirping. Supringly there were alone there. And he didn't mind.
Lucifer watched Alastor. He did it surprisingly often. He adored others expressions even if most of them were slightly covered by his eternal smile, that made him warm when genuine.
It was a long time since he experienced any kind of attention and Alastor provided him with it, even if not willingly at first. Which reminds him the time the other seemed to warm up to him. The moment when he stood not so far from Alastor's next victim with him next to it. He smiled at that moment. But not because of the felony itself, he smiled because of man's expression. Under pure insanity he seemed true. Happy to clear the world from people gone terribly wrong even if it made him one like them as well.
Every little attention Alastor gave him made him happy and he may sound greedy but he wanted more. More for him and only him. Last time it was like that for Lucifer, was centuries ago with his first ever love, Lilith. Sadly her love turned out not as strong as his. She stopped showing any interest in the king and didn't even talk to him much anymore either. Only when absolutely necessary. It drained him.
Lucifer wished he knew what made this human special to caught his attention in the first place, but he didn't mind it. Opposite actually, he liked that, because he could get to know him better and it turned out worth it. Man next to him was gentle, caring for those close to him, nonchalant, sweet, responsible and sooo charming.
"Yeah" Lucifer smiled slightly adoring other "I guess, you are"
Alastor smiled genuinely in return. 'So beautiful' the Devil thought. He just couldn't help himself, it's just as if God decided to play with him and made Alastor more gorgeous than the fallen angel, who was considered the most beautiful being in the whole world. But.. He guess not anymore, not for him at least. The amount of time he spend at adoring other was insane. Did he regret any of those times? Absolutely not and he never would.
Lucifer accepted the fact that Lilith didn't love him anymore and he knew sooner or later she'll leave. He was scared of that. Was. Now looking at Alastor, he didn't even thought about it. He didn't mind. Maybe instead he could get with this man? Maybe. Actually no. Lucifer frowned.
He remembered radio host's reaction to those kind of questions. He always smiled and politely refused but it was visible in his eyes that he absolutely despised being in a relationship. Sad thing Lucifer was made to dream, to hope and wish. To bring light and he couldn't get himself to stop that. It was always his purpose, whether in heaven or hell. He couldn't escape his fate and now it was crushing him.
He wished, hoped, dreamed for the man's acceptance if he'd get the courage to ask him out. Alastor was good even if he did all those bad things. He knew how to take care of the other. He loved him so fucking much, it hurt Lucifer sometimes. He remembered one time he litteraly cried wishing for closeness from someone. He really did desperately crave love.
And he didn't know if he could take any more of it. He wants more of Alastor's time, attention and kindness, but he knew, he couldn't have that in the way he would like.
He wished, he could stop his hope. Destroy it, bury it, anything, just get rid of it.
He couldn't. So he will go with it. He will wish, he will dream, he will hope for this man to want him, to care for Lucifer more than anyone he ever cared for, except his mother that is, to love him, to love the devil, because he definitely did. He loved his skin color, he loved his fluffy brown hair, his amazing chocolate brown eyes, his style, EVERYTHING. Even his bad sight, which made him wear those cute glasses. Every perfection, every flaw. Every little gesture Alastor made.
For the unholy hell, he was deep in it, wasn't he? Even right now, he just stared at the other with pure love in his eyes and adored every little detail of him. So gorgeous. Lucifer sighed. 'Hell, how much I love you' he thought. Or so he thought untill Alastor's eyes widden and even his smile vanished, which was almost impossible.
And it made Lucifer panicked. Fuck. He spoiled their little outing in so stupid way. He should just stop his mind daydreaming about the man before it was too late.
"I-I mean I don- that is, I - uhm..you're.. No.. I." He could feel his face burning. Oh Father what had he done. Did he just destroyed all of their two year relationship? He hoped not. But then again, hope was what lead him to this situation. He didn't know what to do, so he did what he did best. "I-im sorry. I have to go" flee.
And with that alastor was left alone. So stupid. He knew, he should stay to face consequences. He should wait for what he would say, but no. He had to escape like a coward. How did he even managed to rule all of the hell? Oh.. Right. He didn't. Lilith did most of the time.
What was he supposed to do now? Wait? Come back to the radio host? Go back to hell? Forget about it? No. The last option wasn't possible. He couldn't forget, they could pretend this never happened, but he couldn't just forget.
He didn't go far, just for the possibility, Alastor would search for him. Which Lucifer wanted and not at the same time. He sat next to a tree nearby and leaned on it bringing his legs to his chest and laying his hands on knees.
Life is hard. As well as is afterlife. At least his is. He replayed in his mind the situation from not so long ago again and again feeling guilty for putting other in this place and completely loosing track of the time.
He then felt something touching his shoulder. He jumped startled and turned to the source of it. Alastor. Of course it was him, who or what else could it be? He looked down in shame.
"I'm sorry" he whispered. "I really am"
"For what?" Alastor's voice was calm as always. It was soothing to listen to. "As far as I'm aware, feelings aren't usually quite the type of thing one can control"
Lucifer didn't respond. Why was he always right? But then, it didn't change anything. He still did felt sorry. For what? He didn't quite know. For making other uncomfortable mostly, maybe.
Alastor sat next to the devil close enough that their knees touched. It was silent for a moment.
"You know..." radio host started quietly. "I always have thought that those kind of.. things.. weren't meant for me. Being alone doesn't bother me, the thought of being with one does, but... you're not so bad. You have something in you. Something that makes me desire your presence, miss you while away. There's that thing that pulls me to you, that wishes for your closeness." Alastor confessed. He reached his hand to other and placed fingers under his chin, gently tilting Lucifer's head up to look at him. "And while the thought of being with another seem...disturbing for myself, somehow... somehow I don't despite the idea of being with you." Lucifer's attention was concentrated only on Alastor for his whole speech. It was hard for him to believe, what he had heard was real.
"So.. Does that mean..?" Once again, a bit of hope was visible in his expression. Alastor smiled at him with a bit of adoration written on his face.
"Yes. I may try it with you" he leaned to him and kissed Lucifer's cheek gently.
Now Lucifer was sure, he looked like a red stop light. He covered his face with his hands and heared a quiet chuckle of the other. He was feeling so happy. How lucky must he be for this to happen? He's sure he ran out of said luck for at least few centuries, but if he had a choice between getting his much back and doing everything of this once more, he wouldn't do it any other way.
He looked at Alastor as the other yelped in surprise. And what he saw, once again made him feel panicked. His tail was tugged around Alastor's leg. His fucking tail. Lucifer forgot it could got out of control if he didn't keep it in order when he was excited.
"Uhmm" How was he supposed to explain himself? What was Alastor going to say? And most importantly, how many more times he'll spoil nice moments between them?
Thoughts were flooding his mind, until the radio host touched his tail and it was understatement to say it was fragile. "Mm!" He squealed. Lucifer covered his mouth with boths hands with wide eyes and retreated the tail to his side. He looked at Alastor. He seemed... Curious.
"What are you?" He asked. He wasn't mad nor scared. His voice was still calm and gentle. He doesn't complain, but shouldn't the man be concerned? "I will do you no harm, you have my word, dear" he added, when he didn't receive any answer.
And Lucifer decided that he trust him, that even with so much anxiety on what other can say, he wanted him to know
He wanted Alastor to know everything about him. He stood up stretching his hand to Alastor to stand up with him and he did so.
"Let me properly introduce myself to you Alastor" he was nervous, but the other deserved the truth. He scanned their surrounding, but no soul was visible nor did he felt any presence besides some small birds. He bowed slightly and let his demon features come out. His horns slightly shining in the sun, his usual suit present on him and his wings showed in their full presence "Lucifer Morningstar at your service" he said and straighten himself looking at the other and showing him those breathtaking crimson eyes that replaced the baby blue ones.
Alastor watched him in awe. He had said Lucifer was the beautiful one out of them both and he did mean it, but now? He thought that the other couldn't become more gorgeous then he already was, but now he understood, he couldn't be more wrong. Devils red eyes reminded him of the blood he loved seeing on his victims, he could feel warmth from the fire between others horns and those beautiful wings... Fuck, how he wanted to touched them, check if they were as soft as they looked.
He did follow his desire and got closer to Lucifer and touched gently a few feathers making the king of hell flinch. He backed his hand as he fought, he could have hurt another, since he didn't know anything about creatures with wings, but then he looked at Lucifer. He was blushing, but to his surprise the color wasn't red anymore. It was golden, which made the fallen angel seem as if he litteraly shined like a star representing his last name.
"Gorgeous..." He whispered making other flush even deeper.
Lucifer cupped Alastor's cheek in his hand and looked at him with all of his love for the man shown in his eyes. "Not as much as you, Al" he said softly.
Alastor leaned in others touch, putting one of his hand on the others. "I thought we had already solved who is more beautiful between us both"
Lucifer chuckled "Yeah. I may let you have last word on who is beautiful, but there was no word about being gorgeous" he said making Alastor laugh. The devil loved the sound of it and he desired to hear more. Luckily, he had more chances for it now. He sighed lovestruck wishing best for them, for their future. He leaned to Alastor and layed his forehead on others smiling happily and whispering words, he has wanted to say for so long
"I love you..."