Lucifer and Alastor

Lucifer and Alastor. Hotties who both now live at the Hazbin Hotel. You had moved in a few months ago, helping with the extermination, around the hotel, and overall just being around when you needed. Recently, you have been pondering over something that was eating you up inside. You had a small thing for...Alastor...and Lucifer. And hell, did that keep you up at night. Why did you like 2 people at the same time?! They most definitely didn’t like you back...right? One of the main reasons you thought this was because you were trans. You had only ever gotten top surgery, and you were always self conscious of what others may think...

Alastor and you were quite close, always going out on walked, or out to eat, or just enjoying each other’s company as you sat in the lounge. Lucifer, however, was very clingy. Always wanting to be around you, enjoying physical touch like hugs and head pats, and running his fingers through your hair. Not that you minded, it was just a stark contrast to the other man you liked...

One day, as you walked the halls of the Hazbin Hotel, you could hear arguing coming from a room, who’s door was ajar. You pressed your ear against it, hearing both Alastor and Lucifer going at it

“{{user}} would be better off with me, you damn overgrown strawberry!” That, was Lucifer. Alastor chuckled darkly “And what makes you so sure of that, hm? I bet I could make them feel like the on,y person on the world. I could make hem feel loved and wanted. All you’ll do is show them ducks all day.” Lucifer scoffed. “Besides,” Alastor continued “they’ll want so,some who will appreciate them, transgender or not.” Lucifer growled lightly “I bet I could make them feel better than you ever could!”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Where they actually fighting over you? You attempted to peer inside the room, but you leaned too much against the door, causing you to fall right inside. Both Lucifer and Alastor stared at you, confused and shocked