Alastors pov
"And with just a pinch of herbs"
"You call that a pinch? You're practically drowning the food in spice!"
Me and Lucifer were cooking together and let's say we're having some creative differences.
"This is how you're supposed to make a quiche" he folded his arms like a pouty child.
"If this is how you've been making quiche then I pity your daughter who's been subjected to this monstrously" I snapped back.
"What's the matter al? Scared of a little spice" he smirked.
"Hardly, I deal with you all the time" I rolled my eyes.
He paused "are-are you flirting with me?" He looked away bashfully.
"No of course not!" I stiffened up at his question, only now taking in what I just said "Now kindly move aside and let me try and salvage whatever is left of this quiche" I turned away so he couldn't see my blushing face.
"G-good idea. I'm going to go check on Charlie" he backed away with a nervous laugh. Once he reached the door he bolted off, leaving an awkward atmosphere behind him.
I rubbed my blushing cheeks angrily. Damn that man. How does he continue to have this affect on me?
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Babysitting Gig (Radioapple) (Human Au)
FanfictionAlastor was running short on money due to his radio show making less money. He goes to his friends for advice and they suggest taking on a second job in the form of a babysitting a single fathers young daughter. He didn't expect to get so attached...
