Alastor x Female Oneshots(REQUEST OPEN)

I'm not sick (Sick! Alastor x Reader)

Requested by: Awesomesauce_panda

You were getting ready before helping the princess with the hotel.

"ACHOO!"

You heard your boyfriend sneeze from the bedroom.

"Are you alright, Al?" You asked while applying makeup.

"Yes, darling!" He answered, "just some mild allergi-ACHOO!"

You walked to the bedroom and looked at your boyfriend who was still sitting in bed.

"Alastor, you don't look well." You said.

"I can assure you that I'm fine, my dear." He smiled, "just slightly under the weather."

You walked up to him, making him chuckle nervously. You examined his face, the color and any swollenness you might see.

"Darling, what are you-"

You placed your hand over his head for a moment, then removed it, "you're slightly warm."

"That's how my allergies are." He replied, "ACHOO!"

He then slightly coughed. You pulled out a tiny flashlight from the top drawer of the night stand.

"Open." You demanded.

"Darling, I'm afraid you are overthinking-"

"OPEN YOUR DAMN MOUTH!"

"Yes, dear." His ears drooped.

He opened his mouth and you turned on the flashlight to examine his throat. It was red and swollen. He coughed again, followed by another sneeze.

"ACHOO!"

You put the flashlight back in the drawer and felt the sides of his neck.

"Darling what are you *cough* doing?" He asked.

"Feeling your lymph nodes." You answered, "they're swollen."

"All a part of my allergies, darling." He chuckled, "ACHOO!"

"This is more than allergies, Al." You said, "you're sick."

"I'm not sick!" He argued followed by a cough.

"Well, allergies or not, you're staying in bed." You crossed your arms, "all of what I've looked at are showing signs of sickness."

"I am not staying in this bed-"

"YOU'RE STAYING IN BED!" Your eyes flowed (f/c).

"Hey you can't just order me around." He argued.

Your eyes glowed (f/c) again and you slightly rose in the air and created a powerful gust of wind. Alastor shielded himself with the covers.

"Yes, darling! I will stay in bed today." He surrendered.

You turned back to normal, "good. I will be right back."

Alastor pouted as you left the room. You went down to the lobby and searched through the medicine cabinet.

"Morning, (y/n)." Charlie greeted you, "what are you looking for?"

"Cold and Flu daytime meds." You answered, "Al's sick."

Charlie gasped, "he's never been sick. He's always just had allergies."

"Well he told me the same thing but when I examined him there were all the signs that he was sick." You answered, "So he's staying in bed and I'm taking care of him."

"Aw that's so sweet of you." She commented.

"Hard-headed as hell though." You sighed, "won't listen to me unless I threaten him with my true demon form."

The princess giggled, "that sounds like him alright."

"Ugh." You groaned.

You got a few things for him and went back up to the room. You walked in and saw him still pouting.

"Pouting isn't gonna change anything, Al." You said to him.

"I know." He rolled his eyes, "but I swear, (y/n). I'm not sick!"

"I think you only say that because you're scared of looking weak in front of all the demons in Hell." You said as you placed the items down, "am I right? Did I hit the target?"

"Maybe." He rolled his eyes again, "ACHOO!"

"Everyone gets sick, Alastor. There's nothing to be ashamed about." You explained, "hell, maybe Lucifer has the Flu right now."

"I doubt it."

"My point is that even the ruler of Hell gets sick." You said, "okay. I've brought you Cold and Flu meds to help keep the fever down, A cup with Sprite and ice to drink, some peanut butter crackers to munch on, and a thermometer to keep track of your temperature."

You picked up a pill and the drink, "now open."

Alastor did as you told him, not wanting to make that mistake again. He sipped the drink and swallowed.

He sighed, "you're too good to me, darling."

"What? Because I love you and want to care for you when you're sick?" You asked.

"I am not sick-"

"Don't argue with me, deer boy." You said.

He groaned in annoyance; he knew he wasn't going to win the argument.

"Now, get some sleep." You said, "I'll be in the hotel."

"Darling?"

"Yes?"

"Could you. . . . .scratch my head and rub my ears?" He asked with a nervous smile.

You softly smiled at him, "of course."

You gently ran your fingers through his hair and rubbed his ears softly, causing him to pur softly.

"I love you." He spoke sleepily.

You kissed his forehead, "I love you more."