Death, but no Description (AlastorXReader)

Chapter 17

(Y/N's POV)

I woke up, Alastor was wrapped around me like a blanket.

"Well, looks like I'm not going to be moving until Al wakes up..." I whispered to myself.

I continued to lay in the bed, motionless, trying to let Alastor get as much rest as possible.

After a little bit, Alastor started to struggle, as if he were having a nightmare.

"What could Hells most powerful demon be having a nightmare about?" I whispered to myself.

Al started to struggle a lot more than before, his grip became stronger around me.

He started to grumble and mumble out words I couldn't understand.

I managed to wiggle myself around to face him, he continued to stay sound asleep while struggling. I then kissed Al's cheek, his struggling settled lightly.

I proceeded to kiss his lips, which caused him to stop struggling.

Something tells me, this nightmare was about me....

Alastor's eyes fluttered open, his hands caressed my back, he kissed me back.

We parted from the kiss.

"Good morning, my Queen" Alastor whispered.

Was it really a 'good morning'?

I stared at him blankly in the eyes.

"What?" Alastor asked.

I shrugged.

"So.. What was that nightmare about?" I replied with a question.

Alastor's face turned a tint of red.

"It's nothing that should concern your lovely heart!" Alastor replied.

I raised an eyebrow.

"Enough with the flirty, lovey dovey bullshit, why were you having a nightmare." I pushed.

Alastor sighed.

"It was about you, my love..." Alastor Mentioned.

I knew it....

"Why, what happened?" I questioned.

"I thought I lost you to Sir Pentious..." Alastor mumbled.

He turned his head to face the roof, instead of looking at me. I grabbed ahold of his hand, and laid a kiss upon it. Alastor was shocked with what I just did. He looked away for a moment then looked back at me.

"I believe that is MY job." Alastor said, strict with his words.

His hand gently grabbed ahold of my hand, he laid a gentle kiss upon my hand.  I felt warm and fuzzy inside, but it only lasted a second.

I started to get bad thoughts about Dating again. I need to stop thinking so negatively....

I guess Al noticed that I was lost in thought again. He looked at me curiously, but a hint of worry was beyond his curiosity.

"Dear, I don't like when you are silently thinking..." Alastor mentioned.

I tensed up.