I am trying to write Lucifer and Alastor but I am not very good at it but please bear with me. I have only done one oneshot of them before and this one is a bit hard.

I got this idea while watching a comic called starving. The comic has nothing to do with this though, it was a really funny comic actually.

https://youtu.be/HtNE8I8beXk

But my brain saw it and just went 'let's right a chapter called starving'. And actually, just a few minutes before I sat down and scrolled through YouTube and found the comic, I was having lunch which I couldn't eat because my own eating disorder made me want to throw up. So, I made a chapter called 'starving' and gave Lucifer an 'Eating Disorder'. Forgive me! 🥲 Please don't kill me!

Angst with slight fluff at the end

TW: Eating Disorder, light mention of self-harm

Lucifer was just sitting on a stool, by the bar. He was gently sipping on some red wine, keeping to himself. But then a very annoying voice was heard. "Oh my, my. The King of Hell, sure doesn't look quite regal, chugging down that much alcohol." the radio static voice came from behind the Devil.

Lucifer took a deep breath, he was too tired to deal with the obnoxious Radio Demon. He turned around and glared at him. "I am not chugging it down! I am just sipping it." the King of Hell protested.
"Sipping it like a baby."
Lucifer's eye twitched at that comment. He let out a low growl and got up from the stool and walked over to the Radio Demon.

Lucifer: *low growl* Shut up, you twig ass, Bambi!
Alastor just laughed at the King's insult. "Are you jealous that I have a thinner waist than yours?"
Lucifer narrowed his eyes. "You are lucky to be even alive!"
Alastor: *smirks* And you are lucky you aren't anymore fatter!
Lucifer: I am average weight! You are underweight, you Bambi ass!

Alastor just laughed at the Devil, he loved getting a reaction out of Lucifer. Lucifer glared daggers at the laughing Wendigo demon. "You are a fucking asshole!" Lucifer pushed Alastor down on the couch. Alastor fell with a yelp but continued laughing. Lucifer angrily stomps off to his room. Alastor just laid there on the hotel lobby's couch, laughing because he managed to rile up the King of Hell and get a reaction out of him.

Alastor's POV

I laughed for a few more minutes before I came down from the high. The silence felt deafening. I already missed Lucifer's puffy cheeks when he pouts and gets mad. Oh, he is simply adorable. Wait, what in the hell am I thinking.

I took a deep breath and got up from the couch, my smile ever-present. I hummed a low tune as I walked back to my radio tower. I put my cane down and looked into the mirror. I straightened my coat and bowtie before exiting the room. I didn't like sitting around doing nothing so I decided to roam around the streets of Hell as usual.

As I walked around, my mind kept on going back to Lucifer. I just couldn't stop thinking about him. Now that I look back at the fight in the lobby, I could've sworn I saw tears in his eyes at one point. I felt a sudden pang in my chest. I didn't wanted to push him too far. With a deep breath, I turned around and started walking back to the hotel. Yes, I could have just teleported but I needed time to collect my thoughts before I faced him again.

Lucifer's POV

TW: Self-Harm and Eating Disorder (I know I already said, just wanted to re-inform before this scene starts)

I was in my room, staring at myself in the mirror for the past 15 minutes. I could feel tears streaming down my face but that was the least of my concerns. Am I really fat? Well maybe Alastor was just joking. But I feel fat. Maybe I should eat even less. I sighed as I touched my belly.

I opened my drawer and took out a few pills. I just swallowed them, I didn't feel like drinking water right now. I sighed and walked into my bathroom. I stood by the sink, staring into nothingness. I gulped as I looked up into the bathroom mirror. I hated everything.

I took out my blade and slowly began making cuts on my belly and waist. I wanted to dig out all the fat. With every cut and every slash, I could feel the world growing more and more blurred. But I continued. I wanted to remove every bit of fat on my skin. I could feel my knees buckle but I continued.

Third Person's POV

Alastor was about to knock on Lucifer's door but he paused when he felt something strange. The deer demon sniffed the air and tilted his head. He could feel the cent of something he was all too familiar with after the recent extermination battle. The smell of golden, angelic blood was tainting the air and it was coming from Lucifer's room.

Alastor felt sudden panic wash over him. He didn't know how far he had pushed Lucifer and he could feel anxiety creep over his nerves. He knew Lucifer was immortal but he still didn't want to see him hurt. But he had to, he needed to make sure the King of Hell was alright. So with a deep breath, he pushed the door open.

Alastor stepped into the room adorned in white and gold with a little of red. He couldn't see Lucifer anywhere but he could still smell the blood. He slowly entered the room. "Your Majesty? My Lord? Are you there? Your Highness?"
Alastor was met with silence and he could feel a pit forming in his stomach. "Please be okay." he mumbled under his breath.

As he walks around the room, he accidentally steps on something. He stopped and looked down. He saw a small bottle but it seemed empty. Alastor raised his eyebrow and crouched down to take a look at it. He picked it up and his eyes slowly widened.

"No, no, no, no, no, no. What have I done?" his voice was filled with pain, guilt and shame. He was angry at himself as he saw the pills and figured out about Lucifer's eating disorder. "Oh, Lucifer." Alastor gulped. The smell of blood was getting stronger and Alastor felt his panic rise. Without dwelling more on his anger on himself, he gets up and starts following the scent.

He reached the bathroom. He gently knocks. No response. Alastor gulped and knocked harder this time. Still no reply. Alastor's heart was in his throat. No, what had he done. "Lucifer, are you in there?" his voice was slightly shaky and filled with fear and guilt. No response. Taking a deep breath, Alastor pushed open the door himself, already terrified of what he might find on the other side.

Lucifer lay on the bathroom floor, unconscious. His belly and waist had bleeding cuts. Some were really big like he had tried to peel off his flesh. "No, no, no, no, no. Oh, please no." Alastor immediately rushed by Lucifer's side. He held Lucifer in his arms. "I am going to make sure you are okay. Just hold on." he held the Devil close.

Lucifer's eyes fluttered open after a while. He found himself in the arms of the Radio Demon as the deer demon desperately tried to clean and bandage his wounds. "Alastor? Why are you-" but he was cut off by the demon. "Don't speak, just rest. Please. I am here for you." Alastor said, holding him close.

Surprisingly, Lucifer didn't protest, he was feeling too weak to protest anyway. He just laid there in Alastor's arms as the Radio Demon slowly patched his wounds. He would grunt or groan occiassonally in pain. "Alastor, why do you care?" he asked after a while but there was no reply. He didn't push. He was too tired to push anyway.

After the bandages were tightly wrapped around Lucifer, Alastor picked him up. Lucifer didn't protest, he just let himself be carried out of the bathroom. As Alastor gently placed him on the bed, he asked again, "Don't you hate me?". Once more, he was met with silence. He didn't push. He just watched as Alastor threw the used cottons away and went to clean the blood off the bathroom floor.

Lucifer stared at the white ceiling and gulped. He didn't know what to think or say or do. He just lay there, motionless as his eyelids began to shut once more. He slowly drifted off again. He fell into a peaceful slumber. He didn't feel it when a warm blanket was wrapped around him or when Alastor sat by him, carressing his head.

When Lucifer's eyes finally opened again, he saw Alastor standing by Lucifer's desk, looking at all of his ducks. Lucifer's cheeks turned pink. Was Alastor going to make fun of him? He gulped.
As if sensing the Devil had awoken, Alastor turned around. "Lucifer?" he called out gently. Lucifer just looked at him but was too exhausted to utter a word.

Alastor hummed and looked back at the ducks. "So, you like rubber ducks, huh?" he asked. Lucifer felt a mixture of shyness, embarrassment, fear and anger. "Why? Does it bother you?" he asked in a slightly annoyed but weak voice. Alastor walked towards Lucifer. The Devil moved slightly in the bed, feeling a bit intimidated by the demon as he felt weak.

Alastor raised his hand, a green flame on his hand. "What are you doing?" Lucifer asked but he was once more left unanswered. But suddenly a sparkling duck appeared in Alastor's hand. It was a small rubber duck but it was sparkling golden. Alastor placed it in Lucifer's lap.

Lucifer's eyes lit up and he held the duck in his hands in awe and admiration. "So cute!" he gushed over the new toy. Alastor's heart was beating rapidly in his chest as he saw Lucifer's adorable reaction. He kept on staring at the King of Hell as he fawned over the sparkling duck. After a few minutes, Lucifer finally looked up and met Alastor's gaze. "You- I- I don't understand you." the Devil spoke up.

Alastor sighed and moved closer, sitting right next to him. "Let me take away all your pain." he mumbled before leaning in and gently kissing Lucifer. Lucifer looked surprised but something in him made him kiss back. He didn't need Alastor to answer his questions anymore, he already got the answers.

Alastor had a twisted sense of love but in his cold, dark heart, he loved Lucifer. And Lucifer was glad to have found someone who cared for him like this after the 7 years of depression and loneliness. Alastor's actions said it all, Lucifer didn't need an explanation with words. He knew Alastor cared. he knew Alastor didn't hate him. In that one kiss, Lucifer could feel all the love Alastor had for him.

I hope you liked this chapter! 😊
Thank you so much for reading! 💖

I would like to thank my best friend on the internet and one of my closest friends in general, @foggyghoul for giving me the idea of the 'sparkling ducky' because she got one three days ago. You are amazing in every sense! You are a wonderful friend, a great author and an incredible person.

Love you all! 💞
Bye! 💗
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