Lucifer Morningstar

Ever since you had entered hell, you had fallen into a depressive state. You rarely had the motivation to do anything other than basic tasks and the idea of even starting them was intimidating sometimes. Although you had always tried things that would help make your mood and motivation better, nothing ever really worked.

A few months ago, you started living at the Hazbin Hotel because you figured you had nothing to lose and maybe give a shot at Charlie's whole idea of "redemption." You had even became sober and fixed your binge-drinking habits. Although your depression was still there, days were becoming more manageable. You still had days where motivation to do anything other than laying in your bed all day was nonexistent, but they started to become more and more scarce.

Soon after you came to the hotel, you met Charlie's dad, Lucifer. You had always thought that he was too energetic for you, but the two of you began to grow closer, much to everyone's surprise. Not long after that, you began dating as well. Although Lucifer had been single for a while after Lilith, he was still the most loving boyfriend you could ask for. He was always comforting and helped you on rough days.

Today was one of those... You had woken up and felt utterly drained of energy, you felt like your bed was sucking you in, taking away the motivation to even get up to eat. You picked up your phone to check the time. As you read that it was already 10:15 in the morning, you also noticed a text from Lucifer

"Good morning, love. Hope you're doing alright, I'll be over at the hotel early this afternoon. Love you ❤️"

Your heart melted at his caring nature, always looking out for you and checking in on you

"I'm fine... Just a little tired... Love you too" you reply as you set your phone back down on your nightstand, trying to find the motivation to get up and shower or go downstairs to eat something, but all you could manage was staring blankly at the ceiling, silently beating yourself up for not doing anything despite wishing that you could just be normal...

1 pm rolled around and Lucifer entered the hotel. He noticed right away that you weren't there since you usually were on the couch doing something or other on your phone or chatting with one of the other guests. When Lucifer questioned Charlie about your absence, she replied that no one has seen you all day. Lucifer became concerned as he knew that there were days that you struggled to get out of bed.

He got some snacks, knowing that if no one has seen you, you probably haven't been downstairs and therefore haven't eaten anything. He knocked on the door to your room and after given permission to enter, he opened it. He saw you curled up under your covers with your face buried in your pillow. He walked over and placed his hand gently on your shoulder lovingly.

You look up at him with tears in the corner of your eyes "W-why can't I just be normal..." you sniffle "I should just be able to do basic tasks but I can't, I fucking hate it..."

"Oh, sweetheart.... I know days can be hard, and that's okay... I brought some snacks if you're hungry and maybe we can go to the bathroom and get you a shower if you're up to it, how about that, apple pie?" he responds comfortingly as he sits down on the edge of your bed and gently rubs your back