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Alastor x male reader

Sorry if this was shit

It was pretty late and Alastor was sitting on the couch in the lounge of the hotel, quietly sipping tea.

Charlie and Vaggie were cuddling on the couch while Angel sat on the floor, scrolling through his phone as Husk cleaned the bar.

Niffty was playing with a knife as Sir Pentious sat quietly.

Alastor looked up as Y/n walked in.

Y/n had just gotten back to the hotel from work. He was absolutely exhausted, and he had bruises but his hood was up so no one could see his face.

Vox had gotten pissy and taken it out on Y/n.

Y/n hated that he worked for Vox, but he didn't have a choice. Y/n had sold his soul to Vox 4 years ago, and he's suffered ever since.

Y/n had his hood up so that his friends won't see his bruises and cuts.

He also didn't want Alastor to see either. Y/n didn't even know what Alastor was to him. Y/n and Alastor have hooked up and had a few dates, but Alastor has never really made the impression that he actually likes Y/n.

Alastor perked up as he caught a glimpse of Y/n, who was walking towards the couch. He quickly scanned over Y/n's body, quickly noticing the bruises, even if he couldn't see his face.

He quickly stood up, causing the others to look at him in confusion.

"Excuse me for a moment." He said, before making his way over to Y/n. In a few strides, he had reached him.

"Darling, a word with you in private?" Alastor said in his usual radio voice.

"Not right now Al. I'm tired and I need a shower." Y/n said as he headed upstairs.

Alastor's smile tightened ever so slightly at the brush-off from Y/n. However, he decided to give the other the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he was just tired. For now. Still, Alastor found it unlikely that just a shower would fix whatever was making Y/n be that tired. Alastor had seen the bruises.

"I'll just join you then." He spoke up, following Y/n as he walked towards the stairs.

Y/n walked into the bathroom and got undressed before he got into the shower.

Alastor followed Y/n into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind him. He was trying not to worry about the fact Y/n was hiding his face as he undressed, but it was hard to ignore.

Once Y/n was in the shower, Alastor got undressed as well before joining him in the shower. He took a few moments to look Y/n's body over, noting the many purple and yellow marks scattered over it.

Y/n wrapped his wings around himself as his ears went down. His fur was already wet because of the running water.

"Please stop looking at me." Y/n mumbled.

Alastor's gaze darkened as Y/n tried to cover himself up.

He reached out, moving the other's wings so that his body was visible again.

"And why should I? I want to look at you." Alastor said, his voice surprisingly gentle despite his firm grip on Y/n's wings.

Y/n pushed the radio demon away. "Stop it. Stop leading me on." Y/n screamed as tears rolled down his cheeks.

Alastor let himself be pushed away without any resistance, looking surprised as Y/n started to cry. He was even more surprised at the other's words.

"Leading you on? Darling, what are you talking about?" Alastor said, confusion and genuine worry present in his voice.