The sinners secret. {radioapple}

🍎Chapter 97🍎

(Alastors pov)

I yawn, looking up at Lu, "have you not slept?"
"I did, it's 2pm. Charlie took Azzie to her class and sebastians reading a book behind you."
I look over and sure enough there he is.
He's not even five yet and he's reading a chapter book.
"Hm.." I rest my head back in Lus lap. "What are you doing?"
"Finally getting around to planning the wedding."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, I just decided to focus on things I know you don't care about." He says.
"And that would be?" I ask.
"Guests,"
"Ick."
"Decor,"
"As long as you're happy."
"Cake,"
"Ew.."
"And food,"
"Wait I care about that-!"
"I know, only joking," he says, laughing a bit.
I sigh.
"You're a jerk."
"Coming from you, now, Azzie and sebastian, obviously they both get roles. Azzie can be the flower girl, but sebastian?"
"Uhh. Ring bearer?"
"Our rings are already on our fingers,"
"We can take them off?"
"Hm..alright,"
He types something on his phone.
"What are you typing?"
"Charlie wanted to organize everything so I am writing down everything."
"Dear, thats not writing. Thats typing on that disgusting hunk of junk." I say.
"Mhm? Anthony told me you called when I was at the bar with him."
"You're not allowed to hold that over my head, you were late and I got worried."
He smiles.
I'm not sure what for, but I do know his smile is gorgeous.
"How are you feeling?" He asks.
"Uhm..bad- I've literally never felt worse."
"It's only a fever, but I guess for someone who has never been sick it's probably not that great."
"I was bleeding out and dying at one point, why does this have to feel worse?"
He scoots down, laying with me.
"I'm not sure, you still nauseated by the word roadkill?"
I gag.
Thats fucking disgusting.
"Alright..answered that.." he mumbles.

Sebastian puts his book down, looking up at us.
"Papa..can wishes be granted sinners..?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Well..the guy in my book is saving a genie from a villian who is using him for wishes...villians are sinners...can we be granted wishes...?" He says, his speech has gotten so good..very proud of him.
"Well..I suppose it depends. I've never met a genie before so I'm not sure they live in hell at all."
"..okay." He picks his book back up.
"What was that about..?"
"I'm not sure." I respond, yawning. "Ugh..goodnight."