Pardon The Way That I Stare

Thank You

Later that evening, as the quiet of the hotel settled around them, a raspy voice called out from the bedroom.

"Alastor?"

Alastor, who had been tidying up downstairs, immediately put down what he was doing and made his way upstairs. When he opened the door, he found Lucifer sitting up in bed, still looking pale but with a familiar mischievous gleam in his eyes.

"Yes, dear?" Alastor asked, stepping inside.

Lucifer's lips curved into a knowing smirk. "Did something come for you earlier? You know, a package?"

Alastor raised an eyebrow, his lips quirking in amusement. "As a matter of fact, it did," he replied, crossing his arms. "A lovely little gift from someone who clearly knows me well." He gave Lucifer a playful look. "And here I was wondering how you managed that while being sick in bed."

Lucifer grinned and leaned back against the pillows. "Same day delivery," he said, his voice still rough but full of pride. "Thought it'd be something nice for you to find while I was stuck up here. Figured you deserved it after playing nurse all day."

Alastor chuckled, his chest filling with warmth at the gesture. "You sneaky little devil." He sat on the edge of the bed, reaching over to brush a hand through Lucifer's hair. "Thank you. The deer plush is charming, and the rye... well, you know me too well."

Lucifer gave a weak but satisfied shrug. "I try."

Alastor leaned down, giving him a gentle kiss on the forehead. "You did wonderfully," he murmured. "But next time, no surprises while you're sick. I'd rather have you focus on resting."

Lucifer smirked. "Can't help it. Even sick, I like to keep you on your toes."

"You certainly do," Alastor said, his smile softening as he gazed at Lucifer. "But right now, I want you to rest. That's the best gift you can give me."

Lucifer gave a small chuckle before settling back into the pillows, his eyelids growing heavy. "Alright, alright... but you owe me a cuddle later."

"Deal," Alastor whispered, watching as Lucifer's eyes fluttered shut once more, the knowing smirk still lingering on his lips.