alastor-x-reader-stories

[alastor-x-reader-stories]

Bad Day part 1 of ?

Tags: Alastor x Reader, Lucifer Morningstar x Reader, reader is having a bad day and so am I, i wrote this for me but you can read it, can be read platonically, I drew the little bunny with the umbrella

Someone shouted your name and you ducked further underneath the covers. They shouted it again, and again, and again-

You sighed, reaching for your headphones on your nightstand. Instead your claws brushed someone’s arm.

“My my, trying to hold my hand are we?”

You withdrew your hand and told Alastor to get lost. The Radio Demon tilted his head, his grin unmoving even as his eyes narrowed. Red eyes watched you intently, trailing up and down your form and- okay now the yelling was bothering him.

Alastor opened your door for you, grin twitching at the corner.

“HEEEeeeyy- You….are not who I was expecting.” Lucifer mumbled, pointing up at Alastor.

Alastor’s grin widened, baring his gums. “Did you need something, your majesty?”

“Uh. Yeah. Move it.” Lucifer said, waving Alastor away. Alastor’s ears pinned back, grin contorting into something of a snarl.

You shoved Alastor out into the hallway with Lucifer and closed the door on them both. Radio Demon and King of Hell stood with equally confused expressions.

“What did you do?” Lucifer hissed through a false grin.

“Clearly, your persistent screeching of their name got on their nerves.” Alastor said with an equally false grin.

You yelled at them to shut up.

“…Okay, move it Bambi.” Lucifer said, shoving Alastor aside. He knocked on your door again, calling your name “Is everything all right?”

You told him to go away.

Alastor scoffed, merging into the shadows when he heard your voice again. This time, you said if he just appeared in your room again that you were going to shove his shadow down his throat. You then repeated the go away thing.

His ears twitched, glancing at the king. Lucifer looked back at him and a strange understanding went between them.

The conclusion reached: you were having a super not-good day.

Alastor and Lucifer loathed each other. Everything about the other just hit the right nerve to send any interaction they had to hostility. Yet they were willing to put that aside, for a bit.

For you.

Alastor knocked on the door “Do you need anything, dear?”

You told him to leave you alone.

“Okie-doke.” Lucifer chirped, smiling awkwardly at the door “Gimme a call if you do!”

You said okay.

The two demons meandered away from your bedroom door and ended up in the parlor. Alastor was pacing back and forth, Lucifer sitting upside down on the couch kicking his feet. You were not having a good day. That was apparent. But you did not want company either. Which made comforting you difficult.

“Hey, what’s for dinner tonight?” Lucifer asked absent mindedly, eyes tracing the intricate designs of the ceiling.

“Your question is idiotic in nature and so are you.” Alastor said without missing a beat.

Lucifer rolled his eyes “Yeah, yeah. Whatever it is, we should change it.” He recommended your favorite.

Alastor’s pacing stopped a moment, ear flicking. “…Hm. Fascinating. The temperature had not changed.”

“Eh?”

“You had a good idea and Hell hasn’t frozen over.”

“Oh, fuck you.” Lucifer muttered, flipping him off. He rolled off the couch and onto his feet, kicking up his hat to settle it onto his head. “Right, just a quick snap-“

Alastor slapped his hand down, eye twitching “Listen you tacky circus freak, meals with actual time and effort behind them taste better and mean more than anything you can just magic up.”

Lucifer shrugged in on himself, grinning a bit sheepishly. “Oh. Yeah. Good point.”

[alastor-x-reader-stories]

To Rate a Hug part 2 of ?

Tags: Alastor x Reader, Lucifer Morningstar x Reader, humor, antics, shenanigans, Alastor is a petty bitch, Lucifer is a dork, Reader is also a dork

part 1

Alastor’s ear twitched at the sound of someone shouting your name. He glanced over, seeing Lucifer skip up to you like a lovestruck fool.

“Hey, Luci!” You said with a grin, scooping up the fallen angel in a hug. Lucifer’s eyes briefly took on a heart shape as he hugged you back, a light blush on his cheeks.

Alastor turned his attention back to his reading. A low growl permeated from his chest without his permission which agitated him even more. Wasn’t the thing you said at that silly little activity about wanting his attention? Why now has that shifted to Lucifer?

Was it because he gave you what you wanted?

Alastor gritted his teeth, grin straining. This is a ridiculous waste of thought. If this pettiness is simply because he wouldn’t indulge in your strange desires than it wasn’t worth his time-

“Alastor, you okay?”

Your voice snapped him out of his musings. He quickly composed himself and gave you a bright smile.

“Of course, my dear!” He said “Whatever makes you think otherwise?”

“Um. Probably because you’re hunched over in the corner growling.” Lucifer said, crossing his arms over his chest.

Alastor’s eye twitched. Why was this idiot still here?

“Don’t you have something you need to be doing?” He said with mock interest “I imagine the King of Hell has quite a full schedule.”

Lucifer shrugged “Not really. I’m kind of just here to look pretty.”

You snickered at that, covering your mouth with one hand. Lucifer stood up taller, puffing his chest out.

“Yes, well. I do.” He said, slipping away into the shadows.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Your ears went down, watching Alastor slip away. Did the conversation from the other day bother him that much? If that’s the case you’d need to apologize. And, well, no time like the present.

“I’m going to go talk to him.” You said, shooting Lucifer a smile. The King jumped a bit at your voice, startled out of the glaring contest he was having with where Alastor just was. He frowned at you.

“Um. Maybe you shouldn’t?”

You picked him up and held him out at arm’s length “Listen, I get where you’re coming from, but I think this is partially my fault, so I need to talk to him.”

“How is it your fault he’s an asshole?” Lucifer said, flailing his arms about.

“Well…Maybe my comment in the Truth or Dare thing made him uncomfortable…”

“That’s his problem, then.” He snorted, crossing his arms.

You sighed, gently placing Lucifer back on the ground. You put his hands on both of his shoulder and leaned down to be eye-level. “Again, I appreciate where you’re coming from. But I feel like I should talk to him about this so I’m going to.”

He bit his lip, brows furrowing. “Uh….Okay.” He ran a hand down his face “Just. Just be careful, all right?”

You grinned “Nah, I’mma run with scissors.”

“That’s like, the opposite of careful.” Lucifer pouted. He took a deep breath and gave you a small smile. “See you later.”

You said your farewell and scuttled off. Alastor would likely be in either his room or his radio tower, you figured. Which were both typically off-limits but you’d be sure to get his permission before barging in. You stopped by his tower first and knocked on the door a couple of times. When that got no response at all you scurried over to his room and knocked a couple times.

“Who’s there?”

Oh boy you could not resist. “Owl says!”

“…Owl says who?”

“That they do!” You said, cackling at your own stupid joke. There was another staticy cackle that quickly joined your own. The door opened and Alastor grinned down at you.

“Very silly joke, my dear. What can I help you with?”

You snorted, wiping a hand under your eyes to brush away the tears. “Well, you’re in a better mood.”

“Difficult not to be when someone surprises you with a horrible knock-knock joke.” He said with the slightest shrug of his shoulders.

“Good point.” You said “Hey, can I talk to you?”

“Fascinatingly enough, you already are.” He said, tilting his head.

“Not what I meant-“

“I know, I know. Come on in.” He said, putting a hand between  your shoulders and pushing you inside. He kicked the door shut behind him with the heel of his shoe and stood there probably doing something but you weren’t paying attention, staring instead at Alastor’s room.

Half of it was a fancy-looking hunting lodge, while the other half a swamp. Fireflies blinked in and out over the waters and you could hear crickets and frog chattering. It smelled like damp moss and sawdust with just hints of coffee.

“Nice room.” You said dumbly. Alastor chuckled, pushing you over to the soft-looking lounge chairs and sitting you down. He sat across from you, crossing his legs in front of him and folding his hand on his lap.

“Now, what did you need to talk about?”

“Oh! Yeah.” You said and turned your attention away from the giant gator skeleton mounted on the wall. “I wanted to apologize.”

He tilted his head “…For what?”

“Um. I think I made you uncomfortable.” You rubbed the back of your neck “With the ‘who I’d want to hug’ comment? I really should’ve kept that to myself. I mean, I know you like your personal space and don’t really want people thinking of invading it-.” You stopped your rambling and took a steadying breath. “So. Yes. I wanted to apologize.”

Empty static hung in the air.  You started rocking in your seat, hunching over yourself. Alastor just stared at you, glowing red eyes a sharp contract to the gentle greens and browns behind him.

“I suppose I didn’t expect you to give up quite that easily.” He said, grin unmoving. He tilted his head to the opposite side, eyes squinting ever-so-slightly “If that’s something you wanted so badly, after all…”

You blinked. “Um.” Then realization hit you with a brick “…Did you want me to try hugging you?”

The audible record scratch gave you an answer. Alastor straightened up, clasped hands tightening into a white-knuckled grip.

What he wanted was your attention back on him, and not that fool of a king. What he wanted was you to pursue him and not Lucifer.

“Perhaps.” Alastor said.

You sighed. “Then you should’ve said so, Alastor. I’m not a mind reader. What I got from our talk after that was you thought I wanted something from you and that made you uncomfortable.”

Alastor’s ear twitched. “…So you’re diverting your attention to Lucifer because….?”

You shrugged “Dude’s touch-starved. You give him a hug and he turns into the happiest person in Hell.”

You jumped when Alastor had appeared right in front you. His grin was wide. “So it’s pity that has your attention on him?”

“Uh. No.” You muttered, pushing him away “Really it’s just… Well he gives pretty good hugs. Once I realized I can pick him up to the hug was pretty much perfect.”

“Oh I’m sure I can be much better.” Alastor said with a huff, waving you off. “You wouldn’t have to break your spine or pick someone up for a embrace of much higher quality.”

You rose your eyebrow, ears flicking. “Okay. Before I continue. Our conversation has lead be to believe you want me to try and hug you. Is this correct?”

“I’m sure you can figure it out.”

“Not really, saying giving mixed signals and being cryptic are your favorite past times.” You said with a roll of your eyes.

Alastor’s grin stiffened. His ears pinned back as he suddenly found the swamp more interesting. He snapped his fingers and a piece of paper appeared over your face. You jumped, startled, then took the paper and read it.

Yes pursue the hug thing and tell NO ONE.

You snorted, biting your lip not to laugh. But then you laughed anyway.

“Oooooh buddy you have no idea what kind of game you’re playing now.” You said with a sinister grin. “I’mma hug you.”

“I’m sure your attempts will be amusing.” He said casually, checking his claws.

“I warn you, I have many sinister plans at my disposal.”

“I’m sure you do.”

“Starting my first plan. A-hem. Can I hug you?”

“Mmm….Nope!”

Well that didn’t work.

#alastor x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #lucifer morningstar x reader #humor #communication for the win

[alastor-x-reader-stories]

To Rate a Hug - part 1 of ?

Tags: Alastor x Reader, Lucifer Morningstar x Reader, Humor, Antics, Fluff, Hugs, Reader is cat-like, shenanigans, Lucifer is a dork, Alastor is a petty bitch

part 2

“Who, in this room, is the most huggable?” Charlie asked, grinning ear-to-ear.

Your ears twitched, tilting your head at the question. “What?”

The residents of the Hotel were playing Truth and Dare as one of the redemption activities. Something about it being a good thing to be true to yourself and others? It was originally ‘Truth or Truth’ but Angel Dust complained saying if they had to play this game at all there should be a dare option.

You, being the hotel’s very own scaredy cat, only went with the Truth option. Charlie grinned, vibrating in her seat.

“Who’s the most huggable person in the room?”

You blinked. “Specify.”

“Huh?” The princess said “Um. I. What?”

“Do you mean who do I think would physically give the best hugs, who do I want to hug personally, or like, who I think is most likely to give me a hug?” You said, rocking a bit in your seat.

“Oh! All three?”

“Ok. Um.”

You scanned the room. Charlie was vibrating with excitement, waiting for your answer. Vaggie was watching Charlie more than you, a soft smile on her face. Angel Dust struck a pose, kicking one leg up in the air and shooting you a wink. Husk was pretending he wasn’t there. Nifty wasn’t paying much attention either, flitting about dusting and the like. Alastor hadn’t bothered looking up from the book he was reading and Lucifer… was staring right at you, vibrating much the same way his daughter was.

The Morningstars were so cute.

“Um. Okay, no judgement, though?” You said, grinning sheepishly.

“Of course, of course!” Charlie said with a smile, waving away your concerns.

“Wouldn’t be judgin’ ya unless ya told us who you wanted to f-“

Vaggie whapped Angel Dust over the head with a rolled up newpaper before he could finish that sentence. She sat back down and smiled.

“Go ahead, hun.”

“Okay…” you hummed, pretending you never thought about this before in your entire after life. You had. But that’s an embarrassing thing to mention so you pretended you didn’t.

“I’d say who seemed the best at hugs, physically, would be Husk.”

The cat’s ears twitched.

“Who I’d want to hug personally would be Alastor.”

One ear flicked to point in your direction.

“And I think Charlie’s most likely to hug me.”

“You’re right!” Charlie grinned, squishing you into a hug immediately and just as quickly letting you go. “I do love to give hugs!”

You chuckled, ears laying down bashfully. “Yeah, um, okay. Who’s next?

“You spin it, toots.” Angel said, shoving the bottle from Charlie to you. The group was using an empty wine bottle as the decider, and now it was your turn. You spun it and it landed on Lucifer.

“All right, Luci. Truth or dare?”

He jumped a bit like he forgot he was participating. Rubbing the back of his neck, he looked to the side and thought the floor was a lot more interesting. “Er. Truth?”

You hummed, tapping your claw against your chin. “Ooookaayyyy… Um. What’s your favorite color of the alphabet?”

“Well-“ He stopped mid-word, blinking one eye at a time. “….What.”

You cackled, unable to help yourself. “Well?”

“Answer the question, yer majesty!” Angel chimed in.

“Yeah, Dad!” Charlie said.

“But- What- how do I- I dunno, the number 5???”

You nodded sagely. “Good answer.”

“’Eh, I prefer-“

“Angel, I swear to heaven and back if you say 69 I’m going to rip your limbs off.” Vaggie growled.

The spider shrugged “I was gonna say 420, actually.”

“Ha! Weed.” You grinned. You’ve never actually touched the stuff because it smelled gross but it was fun to joke about.

Lucifer sighed and gave the bottle a spin. It landed on Husk.

“Right, Bar Cat, Truth or Dare?”

“I have a name, your majesty.” Husk snorted. “And. Dare.”

Lucifer grinned “Hee hee hee, okay. I dare you to… make me a drink!”

Husk rolled his eyes. “Coming right up.” He got up and left, then returned with a drink he passed to the king and sat himself back down, giving the bottle a lazy spin.

The old cat was really good at the art of misdirection. So if he carefully stopped the bottle with the very edge of his tail no one would notice. Except Alastor. But he didn’t mention anything because he wanted to see where this would go.

After all, he had it land on you.

You sighed, rocking a bit in your seat. “Truth.”

“Not even gonna consider a dare?” Angel said with a huff. “Kinda boring.”

You stuck your tongue out at him. He flipped you off. Life continued.

Husk sighed, leaning against his hand and humming as though he didn’t already know his question. “Ok. I guess… Why would I be the ‘best at hugs’?”

You sunk a bit in your seat. “Um. Well. Your fur looks soft…”

Alastor’s ear twitched again.

“…and you got those big ol’ wings.”

Lucifer found the wall interesting all of a sudden.

“…and you just kind of look like a care bear.”

Angel Dust burst out laughing. Husk’s ears went back, eye twitching. “Ex-fucking-scuse me?”

You ducked your head “I didn’t- I’m sorry I didn’t mean anything bad- I-“

Husk deflated, rubbing his face. “Right, right, m’bad.” He still looked irritated but managed to get his voice to sound indifferent. “…Why do I look like a care bear?”

“The hearts.” You said meekly, pointing a claw at him. “You have hearts in your ears, little hearts for your eyebrows, and your nose is shaped like a heart, and you have hearts on your hands.”

“…You know, they’re right.” Vaggie said, glancing over at the old cat. Charlie cooed.

“I never noticed that before!”

“I did!” Nifty chirped, scuttling on top of the table. “I did I did I did!” Her eye narrowed, pointing her feather dust threateningly at all those in attendance “But no one listened to Nifty.”

“Who’s Nifty?” You said with a shit-eating grin. The small little goober’s eye widened, surprise and wonder crossing her face.

“I’M Nifty….” She hummed, tapping at her chin.

You nodded sagely. “You are Nifty.”

…

“All right I’m done.” Husk said, pushing out of his seat and leaving. Charlie sighed. She thanked everyone for showing up and participating and the various people in attendance left for their own rooms.

You scurried off as soon as Charlie said you were done for the day and curled into your bed happily. Sweet, sweet privacy. Away from prying eyes-

“Hello there!”

You screeched, fur floofing up to the point you just looked like a puffball with eyes.

Alastor cackled. You crawled under the blankets to hide from him. Alastor was under the blankets with you, grinning. You flailed again, scrambling off the bed and darting underneath it. Guess where the fuck Alastor was.

Several more repeats of that later and you were laying face-down into your pillows with the Radio Demon standing over you.

“Well, that was amusing!” He said.

“I’m glad you had fun.” You muttered.

“I did, I did! Now, a question.”

“And now, an answer.”

“Very good. So. Earlier you had said that you wanted to hug me?” He leaned further towards you, quirking an eyebrow. “Why?”

“To annoy you, mainly.” You said flatly. Static surged. You flinched, ducking back under the blankets. There he was again, sitting on your bed with his legs crossed, eyes glowing brighter in the makeshift blanket fort. He had his hand on your back before you could dart again, keeping you in place.

It wasn’t forceful, though. You could sliver around if you wanted. What was awkward was how close he was to you now. Eyes shining in the dark, breath warm against your face, the smell of his cologne in your nose. And those fluffy ears squished slightly by the blanket.

The Radio Demon had no business looking so huggable.

“Now was that really the reason?” He said, eyes lidded. “From your reaction to our close proximity, I feel as though you were simply teasing me.”

“Partially.” You said. “I mean, yeah, it’d be partially to annoy you. But overall you just kind of seem really…huggable.”

He rose an eyebrow “Huggable?”

“Yeah?” You snorted “That’s what the question was about?”

Alastor leaned closer, voice dropping an octave as he purred “Absolutely nothing else you were thinking about?”

“Well now I’m thinking you need a lozenge.” You said, pushing him back “Voice sounded a bit hoarse there. And before you ask, no, I’m not that stupid and I know what you’re implying. But really that’s it.  You just seem really huggable.”

“How so?” He asked, voice thankfully back to normal.

Alastor had just been messing with you the moment prior. Usually those kinds of comments lead to certain kind of things. Though he would never partake in those ‘things’, the reactions of those who found him attractive were very entertaining. This just confused him.

You shrugged. “I dunno? I just look at you and go ‘mmm yep that’s a huggable person alright’. I mean. Assuming you didn’t hurt or kill me.”

“Oh, I might.” Alastor grinned. Your flight-or-flight instincts kicked in and you jerked back, being stopped again by Alastor’s hand. The instinct kicked in a second time when your face was suddenly pressed against his chest, a deep chuckle reverberating through him. “I jest, my dear.”

“You’re the deer.” You said. He chuckled again. “So. Uh. Is this permission to hug you…?”

“Ha! No.” He shadow-traveled out from the blanket fort and the thing crashed down on you. You reacted to this startling by running straight off the bed into the wall. Alastor’s cackle echoed in your ears as you de-tangled yourself from your blankets. You shot him a peeved look before gathering up your bedding and making yourself comfortable again. Alastor was gone by the time you were settled and you rolled your eyes and decided to forget about that encounter.

However life decided you weren’t done with the day yet. Someone knocked on the door. You groaned, melodramatically opening the door up.

“Uh? Bad time?” Lucifer said with a lopsided grin.

“Oh? Nah, I’m just being silly.” You said with a shrug. “What’ s up?”

“Uh. Well.” Lucifer said, rubbing at the back of his neck “You know, earlier, when you were saying Husk was the most huggable person ‘cause of the wings and stuff? I mean. I have wings.” He materialized his wings and spread them for emphasis. “And. Uh. So. I guess I’m wondering why I‘m not huggable….?” He ducked his head down, grin wobbly as more of his face turned red.

You blinked.

“Um. Sorry?”

Lucifer’s grin dropped entirely and he started flailing his arm around “No no no! You don’t have anything to apologize for! I’m sorry- I! Fuck I’m bad at this.” He sighed, running a hand down his face. You tilted your head, confusion beginning to cross into concern territory.

“Um-“

Lucifer disappeared into a cloud of sparkles only to immediately reappear right next to you.

“My apologies for my silly doppleganger.” He said, checking his nails nonchalantly. “In anycase, I have an important question for you.”

You snorted, crossing your arms “Ah, yes. Your doppleganger. Who is not you.”

Lucifer waved you off “Most certainly not, I am a superb mentlegan- Ah, FUCK!”

Lucifer poofed into sparkles again and reappeared on your opposite side. He dusted his shirt off “Whoops, there was another one of those imposters of mine. Sorry about that.”

You covered your mouth, trying to hide your laugh. “Yeah. There seems to be a lot of those right now.”

“Indeed.” He said, checking his nails. “Can’t blame them for wanting to pretend to be the King of Hell.”

“I dunno.” You said with a hum “I’ve heard rumors the King of Hell is kind of a huge dork.”

“Ah, yes- wait really?”

You laughed. He chuckled a bit, fidgeting with his sleeves. “Uh, yeah. My antics aside. Uh. Can I ask a question?”

“Sure. I see no reason why not.” You said with a shrug.

“Um. So. How would you rate my huggable-ness?” He said, grin snaking back up on his face. You smiled at him.

“May I get a sample for study?”

Lucifer’s wings twitched “Oh-Oh! Yeah! Sure!”

You chuckled and hugged him. He went tense for a moment, stock-still. Then the King of all of Hell practically melted into you, arms wrapping around you and squeezing tightly. Wings gently curled around you both. Soft and warm.

Overall, very solid hug. Only issue is you had to lean down a bit to do so.

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor x reader #lucifer morningstar x reader #allright i'm a luci simp what do ya want from me #humor #fluff

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Would you love me if I was a Worm?

Tags: Could be interpreted as platonic or romantic. Alastor x Reader, Lucifer x Reader, a super common question, Luci is a dork, no use of y/n, humor

It took a moment for him to reply. Paper placed on the table in front of him, he looked at you with a tilt of his head.

"Pardon?"

You grinned, suppressing a chuckle as you repeated the question. Alastor stared at you, expression unchanging other than the slightest twitch of his ears.

"Why would you be a worm?"

You shrugged with your reply, saying it was the result of some magic or something.

"Someone turned you into a worm?"

it was getting a lot harder to not laugh. You decided to go along with this new train of thought, saying Lucifer turned you into one as a joke.

"Oh? Well I'd simply kill Lucifer, then." he said with a hum, going back to his newspaper. Right at that moment Lucifer happened to walk in and came to an abrupt stop, blinking one eye at a time.

"Huh? What'd I do this time?" He asked..

You told Lucifer he had turned you into a worm.

"I DID!?" Lucifer screeched, tugging down the sides of the brim of his hat "When did this happen? Are you okay!? How did you turn back!?"

You lost the war against your laughter, practically keeling over with cackles. Alastor threw his head back, his own staticy cackle barking throughout the room.

Lucifer was still distraught and it took you a while to convince him you were okay.

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor x reader #humor #lucifer morningstar x reader

[alastor-x-reader-stories]

Just a Thought

Hi I wrote a thing.

Alastor x Reader, Oblivious Alastor, Silent Reader, I write Reader with the idea they're cat-like but anything with claws and long ears work, No Smut, No use of Y/N, silly manga trope, Alastor PoV

He ran his claws through his hair, digging them deep into his scalp in an attempt to quell the spiraling thoughts. It was an accident, there was no intent from it on either side. How was he supposed to know you shadow-travelled? How were you supposed to know he shadow-travelled the same way? How were either of you supposed to know when you run into each other mid-travel you get thrown out into the solid world together in a heap.

How was he supposed to reply when you ended up on top of him?

It wasn’t anything lewd or the like, but the moment stuck in his head like glue. Just going on downstairs to whatever silly thing Charlie had planned, to being struck somehow, ending up on the floor with the wind knocked out of him, and looking up to see you.

You were just as confused as he is, taking a moment to shake yourself to be situated before realizing the position you were in. It was only a second before you had moved, apologized for the mishap, and got to your feet and dusted yourself off. Alastor had assured you no harm was done, be more careful next time, no one saw so who cared. Then you both joined Charlie’s activity for the day and (after)life went on.

It was only a couple seconds.

Why was it clouding his head so much?

Whenever there was a moment he wasn’t occupied, hell, even when he was, he’d find himself thinking of those couple seconds. The feeling of his back flat on the floor, the warmth of your breath on him, the ways your eyes focused on his, just for a moment. The small head tilt as you processed, the calm way you removed yourself from the situation.

Maybe that was it? Maybe it was because you hardly reacted? Did he want a bigger reaction?

He didn’t know and it bothered him to no end. Whatever he felt there was driving him up the wall and he needed to know what it was about.

So clearly there was only one thing to do.

Alastor knocked on the door to your room and hardly waited before letting himself inside. You were on your bed messing with your phone absent-mindedly. When he waltzed in, your ears flicked in his direction for a moment before you gave him a quizzical look and waved your hand in front of you in a ‘what’ motion.

“Hello my dear!” He hummed, leaning over you. You rolled your eyes and gently swatted him away as you sat up. Feet dangling over the side of the bed, you let your head tilt to one side. A silent question ‘what do you want’?

Goodness what didn’t he want- wait what

Alastor ignored that thought and carried on with his errand “Do you recall the other day when we ran into each other via shadows?”

You nodded.

“Yes, well, I was wondering if you’d be willing to assist me with something. You see, that encounter left me with a strange sensation I couldn’t quite place. Would it be too much trouble to ask you to re-enact that?”

You blinked at him a moment and shrugged. Then with a nod, you hopped onto your feet and immediately disappeared into the shadows. Alastor’s ears went up. He wasn’t quite expecting you to do that- he hadn’t even mentioned what part he wanted to re-enact.

However the next action wasn’t exactly unpredictable. He allowed you to materialized from the shadows and tackled into his chest back onto your bed. Just like before he felt the wind knocked out of him, saw you rise and look at him with the slightest tilt of your head. He was flat on his back and you had your hands on either side of his head….

Alastor’s eye twitched “Hm, doesn’t quite feel the same. Was something different last time?”

Your ears twitched as you thought. One hand came up by your head, and your arched your wrist forward ever so slightly. Alastor hummed.

“Oh, were my hands over my head last time?”

You nodded.

“Ah.” He hesitated a moment as this felt rather silly, but his curiosity triumphed over the slight uneasiness and put his hands up as you put your hand back down.

Over his.

Static surged for a split second before he remembered that, oh yes, your hands were covering his then weren’t they? He sighed, rolling his eyes and motioning with his free hand to mimic the action. You obliged, soft hands curling sharp claws gently between his knuckles.

Alastor hummed. The situation was more or less replicated now, but it didn’t feel the same. What else had happened? The two of you fell out of the shadows, you landed on top of him, he was in this position. Was it the location? Maybe the feeling was something akin to embarrassment then, saying it was a public space where it originally occurred. Perhaps it was surprised someone else had the ability to snake through the shadows like himself. The urgency of being on time? Doubtful, he didn’t particularly care about Charlie’s activities.

What was it?

Your hands squeezed his gently. He let his focus train back onto you and immediately regretted it. You were staring down at him, eyes wide and trained onto his own. Ears down ever so slightly and once again that quizzical tilt of your head, figure glowing softly from the light hanging above you.

His breath caught in his throat.

Ah, it was the concern that kept dragging his mind back to this moment. Such a silly thing to apply to him, the Radio Demon. As if there was ever anything to worry about for him.

And yet you did.

“Yes I got my answer.” He said with a satisfied nod. Your expression dropped back to neutral and you moved away, just as casual as the first time. Alastor dusted himself off and gave a slight bow “Thank you for your assistance, mon cher.”

You gave him a thumbs up and flopped back down onto your bed, once again messing with that stupid rectangle. Alastor bid farewell, you waved goodbye, and he returned to his own room with every concern he had about his weird thoughts now sated once and for all.

…probably.

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