https://youtu.be/BG0bnBSaOd4

Here's a cute RadioApple comic that I love, it's human AU but still. But anyways, I really wanted to write a Radioapple one shot as they are one of my fav ships. So, here it goes. not related to the comic, the comic is just here to entertain you guys.

The moon shone above the Pentagram City but Alastor was far from calm. Usually he would be standing in the corner of his room and sleeping with his eyes open or just walking around the hotel, lurking in the shadows. But not today. The hotel had just been rebuilt and Alastor was sitting on his bed in the black and red room with green accents.

His chest wound was still quite deep and not properly healed. He was breathing heavily, trying to calm down. But the pain was too much to bear. Yet he was smiling. He was not one to look weak. He took another deep breath and got up. He winced in pain but still seemed adamant in looking as normal as possible.

He stepped out of his room and started walking around the hotel. The hotel was silent like it usually was most nights. You couldn't even hear Husk gulping down a bottle as he was asleep in his room or Angel dancing in his room as he was fast asleep as well. All lights were close except for a faint light coming from the opposite side of the hotel. Oh yes, the tower of the King of Hell. It was on the very opposite of Alastor's. He must really hate Alastor, to make his own tower on the very opposite end. But Alastor didn't care......... Right?

Alastor dragged himself towards the tower. His curiosity  was piques as he wondered why the king was still awake. He stood near the door and carefully listened. There were sounds of light laughter. The king seemed to be enjoying himself. Alastor would never admit it but those cute laughs made him genuinely smile. He was so adorab- No no no! He can't think that. He hates the king. That's a stupid ass laughter. Alastor turned around to walk away. But he took a sharp turn which caused him to wince in pain.

Lucifer was working on ducks. He wanted to make ones as a gift for the hotel guests for helping his sweet Charlie. He laughed every now and then in his excitement. He suddenly heard a wince of pain outside his door followed by faint breathing and the smell of blood tainted the hotel air. He put down the duck resembling a white and black cat next to the pink and white spider duck and the grey one-eyed moth duck. He then walked to the door as he heard a faint thud.

A few feet away from his door, lying on the ground was the red deer demon. "huh?" Lucifer rushed to the Radio Demon. He noticed his hand was on his chest before fainting. Lucifer growled under his breath, he hated this stupid Bambi looking red deer demon. But then why was he feeling so sad. He picked up the Radio Demon easily and carried him inside and placed him on his bed. He closed his door and sat next to the unconscious Wendigo demon.

He hesitated but then slowly put his hand on the red demon's shirt. He felt the demon tense up but then relaxed under his touch. He slowly started moving his hand over the cut. "That's deep." he murmured. He once again hesitated but took a deep breath and slid his hand under the red shirt. He traced the cut as his powers healed the demon. As the cut closed, Lucifer pulled his hand out and adjusted the Radio Demon on his bed properly and tucked him in with a cozy blanket.

Lucifer sat back on his chair and started working on the ducks. He started doing another one of Charlie and then proceeded to make one resembling Niffty and Cherri Bomb. He also made for Sir Pentious to cheer up Charlie about the snake demon's death. He sighed and relaxed a little in his chair. Everyone's done right?

Alastor hadn't felt this cozy in years. He felt warm and comfortable and protected. His eyelids fluttered open as he gazed at the white ceiling of the unknown room. He couldn't quite place why he felt so safe. He breathed in the fresh air of the strangely cozy room as his hand went up to his cut which was now absent. He was healed. There was now a closed up scar. "No one's left right?" he heard a soft mumbling. That angelic voice!

Alastor slowly got up from bed and noticed the King of Hell sitting on a chair in front of a line of ducks which weirdly seemed to resemble Charlie, Vaggie, Angel, Husk, Niffty, Cherri and Pentious. The king was too busy thinking, he didn't notice the red demon, now standing right beside him. "They're quite fascinating!" Alastor said without his static effect.

Lucifer looked up to the tall demon towering beside him. But instead of being angry or annoyed, he smiles. "Really?" he asked. "Yes, indeed." Alastor said, leaning down, his face inches away from the king's. "But you seem to have forgotten me or simply chose not to." Alastor remarked. "How are you feeling now?" Lucifer asked, his cheeks turning a little red, realizing he forgot an Alastor duck.

"Much better since someone healed me." Alastor said in a semi-innocent voice. "You gonna keep teasing me about it?" Lucifer asked. "Why not?" Alastor disappeared into the shadows. Lucifer turned back to his ducks, smiling ever so slightly, his cheeks still rosy pink from blushing. "Gah!" he murmured as he hid his face in his hands. Why the fuck was he blushing!

He started working on an Alastor duck but didn't know how to do it. Should he paint the duck completely red? Oh maybe get the fuck a red bowtie. He loved red, black and green, right? Lucifer sighed and got up. He grabbed all the little duckies and decided to give them out. Charlie was ever so ecstatic to get hers. Vaggie nearly cried. Niffty took hers and laughed like a maniac. Cherri and Angel were really really grateful. Husk smiled while looking at his, coming from him it felt a lot. And Charlie put Sir Pentious' duck on a statue.

Lucifer returned to his room to complete the one duck he didn't know how to. He sighed and decided to paint it red but then destroyed it and proceeded to paint a duck black with red eyes and a small red bowtie. He then gave the duck small red ears with brown tips. He then painted its beak red as well. He gave him a little red dress suit with green accents and red borders. He then spent hours making a small red cane that the duck could hold with its wing. He then gave the duck a small red hat with a green ribbon and put two small brown antlers near its ears. He seemed to have worked harder on this duck than any other.

As night fell, Alastor once again went on his night stroll. But while usually he would have no aim and would just roam around, today he walked straight to the opposite side of the hotel from his tower. He didn't teleport, he wanted to walk there. The long stroll felt like the pathway to a delicious fruit or perhaps the path to something meaningful. Alastor couldn't describe this feeling in words as he walked towards Lucifer's tower.

Alastor was clad in a red suit with black borderline and green accents. His pants were green and his shoes black. He would usually only wear red and black and only wear green on special occasions. Tonight was nothing special but it did feel special. So Alastor had put on an outfit he bought many decades ago but never wore. He heard a light sob instead of the king's gleeful laughter. The king seemed to be mumbling to himself. And he seemed..... sad??

Lucifer was in his room and it was nighttime. He was upset as he just sat on his chair and stared at a picture of his ex-wife, Lilith. He gave a light sob, He felt so alone and unloved. He did miss Lilith but more than Lilith he missed the feeling of being loved and cared for. He flinched as he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around in his chair and looked up to meet the crimson gaze. At first he felt annoyed but then he noticed the gaze was filled with concern and worry instead of mockery or hate.

"Do you miss your wife, your highness?" Alastor asked, Lucifer noted how his static was off again even though he just heard him talking with his static voice with the hotel staff this morning. It was as if he only wanted Lucifer to hear his real voice. " I guess I just miss the feeling of being loved and cared for. You know, the feeling of not being alone and lonely." Lucifer replied with so much pain in his voice and eyes. Alastor's other hand went to Lucifer's chin and he bent down a little. "Your highness, you don't deserve someone who makes you feel pain." Alastor said leaning in, his smile quite genuine.

Lucifer stared into the crimson eyes and felt like he was swimming in an ocean of blood and enjoying it. He gulped as Alastor carressed his cheek. "I..... I- completed your duck." "shh." Lucifer was pulled to his feet as slow jazz music started playing on the radio. Alastor held Lucifer's one hand as his other hand grabbed the king close. He slowly swayed Lucifer to the sound of music. Lucifer let his soul free and danced with the radio demon. He let Alastor twirl him around and then pull him close.

Alastor picked up the little duck with one hand and looked at it amused. "How intuitive, my Lord. It's suit looks so much like the shirt I am wearing at the moment. I just wish I hadn't broken my cane." Alastor said, his happiness turning into a sad smile by the end of the sentence. "You broke your cane?" Lucifer asked. "Yes, well that first man guy did. But that's okay." Alastor replied with a sad sigh. "No, I- Look I know how it feels to lose or break something valuable. How about I- I fix your cane for you." Lucifer offered.

Lucifer could have never imagined what he saw next but Alastor's eyes shone brightly. Alastor conjured up the broken cane and Lucifer grabbed it at once. Alastor never imagined he would see the king of Hell jump like a child in excitement as he started repairing the cane. He was so cute, so adorable. He looked too innocent.

He might be the King of Hell but he looked so naive that Alastor felt like he needed to protect him from all of Hell. How does he look so freaking precious? What was Alastor even feeling? He remembered his spider friend mentioning something called 'gay panic' a week ago, was this is it?

Alastor was just looking at him and his breath was piqued. Too cute! Alastor turned his attention back on the duck which was quite adorable. All of his favourite colours, all together. Alastor looked back at the King who had just finished fixing Alastor's cane. "Done!" Lucifer said turning around. Alastor places down the duck and grabs his cane while humming a tune. "So, how is it?" Lucifer asks as Alastor makes his cane disappear.

Alastor pulls Lucifer close and leans down to his level. "Thank you, your highness." he whispered." Lucifer gulped. The closeness was making him nervous. "You're welcome." he managed to whisper back as he felt Alastor push him. And before he could understand, he was pinned against the wall with a tall red demon towering him.

Alastor put his one hand on the king's waist and his other hand held Lucifer's face. Lucifer's heart started beating faster. Alastor was looking at him with such sweet loving and caring eyes. Lucifer had never imagined that the red deer demon's eyes could ever look warm. Alastor slowly leaned in and kissed him. Lucifer was surprised but closed his eyes and kissed back. Lucifer had healed Alastor's scar last night. And tonight Alastor seemed to have healed Lucifer's broken heart. They had taken away each other's pain.

The two kissed passionately as the moonlight filled the room and the duck on Lucifer's table shone brightly along with Lucifer's cane which was lying next to Alastor's cane which seemed to have reappeared.

This chapter was so fun to write. I know I have a Huskerdust and a Radiodust fanfiction already and I have to start a Radioapple one soon but this one shot till then. And here's another cute RadioApple YouTube video because why not.

https://youtu.be/rEmv5BYR3r4