Ballet Shoes and Radios

A Kiss

You woke up on one of the couches of the hotel lounge, your clothes mended and clean of blood. You blinked a few times, as your vision was still slightly blurry. Before you could recover fully, someone tackled you with a bear hug, "Y/N OH MY GOSH I WAS SO WORRIED NEVER DO THAT AGAIN!" Charlie sobbed into your uninjured shoulder. You felt bandages wound tightly around the injured one. The entire hotel crew was gathered around you, looking concerned. "What the Hell happened..." you muttered. Then the memories came properly flooding back to you. "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" Charlie sobbed even louder, "YOU COULD'VE GOTTEN ERASED YOU SHOULD HAVE BROUGHT ALL OF US!"

"Couldn't put you at risk, ma Choue," you ran your fingers through the blonde's hair in an attempt to soothe her. "N-never," she cried, "Never again." You hugged her back and smiled, "That I agree with." The princess flew off you and checked that she didn't mess up the white cotton bandages. Well, partially white, they were already stained red. "Alastor we might need to change these again," she frowned. The deer demon snapped his fingers, and fresher, clean bandages replaced the bloody ones. "How long was I out?" you mumbled, trying to stand. Your knees gave out, but Alastor caught you. "Ah, yes, about that, dear... the cleanse is already over. You've been passed out for about-"

"TWENTY HOURS?!" you yelped.

"It was really bad. Your shoulder was smoldering, and it took a bit of time to find something to stop the burning. By then, well... It was pretty terrible. We got your face fixed quickly enough though, no eyes damaged, so that's good," Vaggie informed. You shuddered. You did not want to see what the wound looked like under the bandages. Without warning, Alastor lifted you into a bridal style carry, "Well dear, let's get you to your room!" Freeing his right hand, he snapped his fingers, and the two of you appeared in your room, just in front of the door. He carried you to your bed. "Um, Alastor, are you going to put me down?" you asked. Looking down at you, the red clad demon smirked teasingly, "How about... No." You cheeks burned with heat, and it was nothing to do with the scratch you received earlier. "Alastor. Put me down," you said sternly. He stopped walking and leaned his face closer to yours, "No." You laughed nervously as he positioned his lips near your ear, "I love you~" You stiffened with shock, almost falling out of his arms. Alastor straightened, embarrassed, "Ah! I'm sorry dear, I don't know what got into me! It's perfectly fine if you... don't return the feeling! I-" he rambled, but you cut him off by reaching up and smashing your lips into his.

A/N:

YESSSS FINALLY. I HAD TO. I GOT IMPATIENT OKAY. Merry Christmas, y'all! (I don't celebrate Christmas and I just properly realized today was boxing day but Germany celebrates on the 26th according to my German teacher, soooo)