[ Given how Lucifer had been clinging to him since the bath, Alastor isn't surprised to find the little king curling up against his chest. Pulling a blanket around the other's nude form, he keeps his arms curled up around Lucifer, allowing him to soak up the Radio Demon's warmth.
It was hard talking about the fallout with Vox, even now, seven years after the altercation that sent him into hiding. They had been so intertwined that Alastor almost believed himself to be....
No. He wasn't going to allow himself to think about it. Not if he wanted to stay there and not retreat into his lonely darkness. Consumed by the solitude he'd wallowed in for far too long. ]
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It was hard talking about the fallout with Vox, even now, seven years after the altercation that sent him into hiding. They had been so intertwined that Alastor almost believed himself to be....
No. He wasn't going to allow himself to think about it. Not if he wanted to stay there and not retreat into his lonely darkness. Consumed by the solitude he'd wallowed in for far too long. ]
Oh? Dare I inquire what happened?