Alastor x Fem!Reader

Chapter 21

You and Husk had been 'sunbathing' for about an hour. You couldn't really do that in hell since there was no sun, but you enjoyed it.

Nifty walked out of the back door and saw you and Husk.

"Hi! What are you doing here?" She zipped around the cat before doing the same to you.

"Relaxing," you said, sniffing the air. It smelled like brimstone.

Husk let out a grunt before flipping over to his back and curling in his wings.

"Charlie was looking for you, wanna come back inside?" She urged. You reluctantly complied and walked back inside the hotel with Husk close behind.

"There you are!" You heard Charlie say as she watched you walk through the door. "I was wondering if you had chosen a song yet?"

"Yeah, I actually was going to sing it with Alastor if that's okay?" You looked at Charlie as she walked over to you.

"Of course! What song?"

"'Home for the holidays,' it's one of my favorites," you rubbed your arm and looked at the floor.

"I'm so excited to hear it! Oh boy, I bet dad'll love it too! He loves your voice, y'know," Charlie clasped her hands together and smiled widely.

Your heart dropped when you realized Lucifer would be there.

"God, fucking damnit," you muttered under your breath, too quiet for anyone to hear. Charlie did see your lips move.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing, I was just saying bet he can't wait to hear it," you smiled awkwardly and pointed your fingers to the lobby. "I kinda hafta gooooo, so, bye!" You waved as you scampered away and to the front door.

You made your way to the garden Alastor first took you and sat down at the fountain. It was still just as glorious as the day he showed it to you. But it was definitelybetter when he was around.

You sighed and dipped one of your furry hands in the water.

"All alone, are we?" A voice came from behind you. You whipped your head around to be met by Lucifer.

"What do you want?" You groaned as he sat next to you. He pick a rose and looked at it's curled black petals before lighting it on fire with magic and watching it shrivel to ash.

"I'm not here to ask for you to live with me, no. I was wondering how things were going between you and that stinky old deer," he placed his hands on his lap and looked at you.

"What do you mean?" You scooted a bit away from him.

"Well you obviously love him. And I'd be lying if I said I hadn't been watching your encounters with him. So? When are you planning on telling him?" He smiled.

"That's none of your concern, Lucifer. My life is not your life," you removed your hand from the water and wiped it on your pants.

"Well, you kind of owe me for slapping my face. That's not very polite to do that to a king," he tilted his head at you and you rolled your eyes and looked down.

"Wouldn't you want to give me a more 'divine' punishment? Like, make me your eternal servant and if I disobey you you'll catch me on fire or some shit?" You wiggled your fingers in the air and shrugged your shoulders.

"Not to you, but thanks for the idea. No. Just tell me when you're telling him so I can spy on it. I'll come up with some more pay back later," he stood up.

"Christmas. I'm telling him on Christmas day," you told him.

"Nice talk. Goodbye," and with that, he disappeared into thin air.

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You shuffled back to the hotel. You didn't like knowing Lucifer could watch whatever you were doing at any time. There were so many times you could be in vulnerable situations where he could just look at what you were doing.

You opened the hotel door and slipped inside, over to the front desk and to Husk's alcohol stash. You found a bottle of liquor and popped it open.

"Hey! What are you doing!?" Husk yelled, his wings flaring out.

"A certain someone just told me some creepy shit that I wanna forget," you threw back the liquor into your throat and swallowed it, letting the alcohol burn your throat.

"Can you at least asked next time you take my drinks?" He pulled out his own bottle and started drinking.

You just shrugged and downed the entire bottle quick as possible. You grabbed another and drank it slower.

"Don't get too drunk, (y/n). You might do something you'll regret later," the cat suggested. You gave him a sharp look.

"Do you think I've never gotten drunk before? I'm 30 years old, dad," you spat at him, taking another sip. "I'm trying to get drunk so I can try to forget what apple ass just told me."

Husk furrowed his brown and leaned against the counter while you slumped down to the floor.

Vaggie walked over to the desk to get mad at Husk who was also drinking.

"Husk, what have I said about- whoa, (y/n)? Why are you on the floor? With liquor?" She looked over at you.

You just grumbled and wrapped your tail tightly around your waist.

"I don't wanna talk about it."

"(Y/n), you never intake alcohol. What's wrong?" She got behind the desk and sat next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

You stood up and grabbed one more bottle before heading to the elevator.

"Like I said! I don't wanna talk about it!" You pressed the up button, an arm full of booze, and went back to your room to get rid of your problems with alcohol.