A Chef and Radio Demon (Hazbin Hotel fanfiction Alastor x OC)

2 weeks later

Amber's P.O.V:

I was holding a tray of pain medicine, cooling cream, and clean bandages while walking to Ian's room before opening the door and going to his bedside, humming softly. I looked at the bed, raised an eyebrow before putting the tray on the nightstand, and pulled the covers back, making my eyes widen, seeing that Ian wasn't in bed. Shit. Shit! Where could he have gone? I started to look around before I felt my Shadow tap my shoulder, and I turned to see my Shadow pointing to the closet. 

I raised an eyebrow and slowly walked to the closet before I slowly frowned, hearing Ian's mumbling, "I shouldn't be here, I shouldn't be alive, I shouldn't exist. I shouldn't be here; I shouldn't be alive; I shouldn't exist. I shouldn't be here; I shouldn't be alive; I shouldn't exist. I shouldn't exist. Demons and angels don't love each other, and they kill each other. Impossible, Impossible, Impossible."

"Ian, sweetie?" I whispered, opening the closet door to see Ian curled up in the closet, holding his head while he shivered. His eyes seemed to be darting back and forth. I have to get him to calm down. I slowly kneeled before him and saw his back, looking extremely irritated. That isn't good. I need to put some of the cooling creaming on now. I don't know what's going on in his mind, but I have to take care of him. I was about to touch his shoulder and started to speak, "Little Solider, it's okay. I need to take care-"

"DON'T TOUCH ME!! YOU'RE NOT REAL! YOU'RE NOT REAL! LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Ian yelled, smacking my hand away, and looked at me in fear with his incubus tail moving violently, warning me to stay away before I let my Shadow hug him to calm him down, and I whispered, "It's okay. It's okay, My Little Solider. Are you scared? It's okay to be scared. But I need to treat your scar. I won't let anyone hurt you, I promise." 

He kept looking at me, and I saw that he was calming down, but it was clear that his emotions were high since his tail was still moving fast but not as violently as before. I was still kneeling in front of him and waited for him to say something before he started to crawl out of the closet and show me his back. I used my Shadow to bring me the tray, and it put the tray next to me before I looked at his back and whispered, "Oh, My Little Solider... It's going to be okay. I won't let anyone hurt you like this anymore. I promise."

"....why? Why do you care?"

"Because I know what it's like to keep fighting and have no rest. Now, hold still. I'm gonna put on some cooling cream on your back. It should help ease the pain you are feeling." I whisper, opening the cooling cream and putting it on his back gently before hearing him hiss in pain and flinch from the pain. 

I know how much this hurts. I remember when I had to get my old injuries patched up by Alastor when I was alive, but I have to keep doing this. Because if I don't, his body will never fully heal. I suddenly felt his tail wrap around my wrist tightly, telling me to stop, and I sighed before I looked at him and whispered, "I know it hurts. But I have to keep going. This cream will help. I also have pain medicine to give you. Please let me keep going, Little Solider."

"....Fine."

"Thank you," I said, his tail unwrapping from my wrist. I put the rest of the cream on Ian's back before grabbing the bandages and gently putting them on his back while my Shadow wrapped itself around Ian's arms to ease his pain. I kept putting the bandages on his back, and I won't lie, but I was worried. I don't know how Ian learned the truth of what he is, but that doesn't matter. I will try to help him through this, even if it means falling back into old habits of mine. I finished putting the bandages on his back and grabbed two pills of painkillers before going in front of Ian and giving it to him.

"Take these pills," I said, looking at him. he gently took the pills and swallowed them before making a face of disgust, and I smiled softly at the face he was making. It reminded me of Oliver's face when he was sick and had to take medicine to improve. I got a small piece of chocolate from my pocket before looking at Ian and saying, "Open your mouth."