Alastor x Male Reader

The Deal Was Clearly Needed

Me: hi! I hope that I get this one out fast for all you lovely readers! This one will be way more plot driven. Sorry, Angel won't be too prominent a character in this one.
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Alastor was at his radio tower at the moment. He was playing some light music while doing some research. All in all, nothing new or unique.

At the hotel, Angel had just gotten back from a client. He went to the bar where (Y/n) was drinking, talking to Husk.

"Ah. Angel, pleasure to see you as always!" (Y/n) greets.

"Not in the mood, batty." He groans and sits down. "A sex on the rocks please."

Husk huffs in protest but gets him one anyway.

"What's got you so riled up, Angel?" (Y/n) asks.

"Just an asshole client thinking he can get out of paying." Angel practically shoots the drink.

(Y/n) raised an eyebrow at the now gone drink. "That's a fair reason to be upset. Don't spend too much time drinking."

(Y/n) then gets up and leaves to go to his room. He walks up the stairs until he reaches a room numbered 66. He then enters the room and locks it. Pattie is sleeping on her side of the bed, all curled up. (Y/n) smiled. He got dressed for bed and then got under the covers, holding Pattie close.

Later that night, (Y/n) jumps awake. He sits up and looks around the room tense. Nothing appeared to be off. He squints his eyes in suspicion.

CRASH!! Glass shattered as something broke through the window. (Y/n) looks for the object seeing something round before smoke starts filling up the room. He jumped out of bed. He manifested a gun and stood listening to the patters of foot steps starting to fill the room. (Y/n) grabs the sound asleep Pattie and rushed out of the room. He shot at some of the figures he could see.

(Y/n) books it out of the hotel the the street. That's when he could see about 20 goons all aiming guns at him. "Fuck." He thinks of something to do. He quickly drops his gun and covers Patties ears, before making a screeching that causes the goons ears to start bleeding. The goons drop their guns to cradle their ears.

A loud static rings through the air, signifying Alastor arrived, as a dimensional hole opens up swallowing the goons inside and a single shadow tendril brings (Y/n) and Pattie to stand beside Alastor. Alastor has a dark grin on his face as the demons scream before the hole closes up. Alastor basks in the work done before dusting of his hands.

"Well! That takes care of that!" Alastor says with a laugh track playing.

(Y/n) relaxes for a second before checking over Pattie. She was awake now, but still groggy. He checked her ears then the rest of her. He deems her okay and looks to Alastor. (Y/n) nods to him. Alastor only stares back with his standard smile.

"While it seemed like you had the situation under control, I much rather make sure the deed gets done right!" Alastor walks over and inspects Pattie himself.

(Y/n) smiled and let Alastor hold Pattie. "Take her please... I need coffee if I'm to survive the morning."

(Y/n) just up and left, speed walking to the kitchen. Alastor blinked a few times and cleared his throat.

"I suppose you're fine enough. Are you awake little darling?" He asks the child he's now holding out at arms length from under the armpits.

Pattie grumbles, but nods. "I'm awake Mr. Alastor."

Alastor sets her down. Charlie and Vaggie run over and Charlie kneels down to Pattie. Charlie starts questioning Pattie. Vaggie stops in front of the hotel, inspects the minimal damage and turns to Alastor.

"What. Happened!?" Vaggie shouts.

Alastor conjures a hat and tips it off, gesturing with his staff to the hotel. "Why, just a failed break in. Nothing to worry about!" He drops the radio effect on his voice towards the end of the sentence.

Vaggie growls in protest and starts swearing in spanish. Charlie stands up and addresses Alastor.

"Al, where did (Y/n) go?" She asks slowly.

"Coffee..." (Y/n) walks over drinking a (f/coffee).

Charlie sighs. "Okay~ so... wanna tell us WHY we had to wakeup to windows broken and wonder why there was loud screaming?"

(Y/n) nods, "All you need to know is they were after Pattie... And they won't get her."

Vaggie stares at the two, "I don't care what happens to the creepy radio demon or some vampire overlord! How is it gonna look if our sponsor is killing people in the street!? What's wrong with you?"

(Y/n) takes a sip from his drink. Alastor was about to speak when (Y/n) interrupts.

"It looks like the happy hotel is a protected zone for those with enemies and is the perfect place to ensure redemption can happen. It's now a safe house. If you weren't prepared for something like this tempting your 'patients' to do bad or happening at all, then you are out of your depth, kiddos." He gives them a hard look.

Charlie pouts. Vaggie looks mad as fuck. Alastor is grinning to himself. Pattie breaks the silence by running over to Vaggie.

"Ms. Vaggie! Please don't be hard on Daddy or Mr. Alastor... they just wanted to protect me..." She pulls lightly on Vaggie's dress.

Vaggie sighed. "Oh... Alright." She mutters something along the lines of asking how Pattie got to hell being so good.

Alastor motions to the hotel. "Let's move this little gathering inside before more demons have the pleasure of a free show, hm..."

Everyone gathers back inside. Alastor motions for (Y/n) to follow Alastor to his office. The group breaks off, Pattie deciding to have a girls day with Charlie and Vaggie while (Y/n) and Alastor go to the office. Once alone Alastor sits in his chair and motions for (Y/n) to sit across the desk. (Y/n) takes a seat.

"This was a test, wasn't it?" (Y/n) asks.

"Most probably. Though, I will have to look into just WHO is threatening your daughter so. Any clues?" Alastor leans forward, resting his head in his hands.

(Y/n) shook his head. "All the pukes I sent to investigate were destroyed. No information. That's partly why I cam to you, old friend."

Alastor sighs. "Of course, you know I would do anything for you." He sits straight again.

(Y/n) smiles. "Rightly so! I saved your ass from being caught more times than you care to admit."

Alastor gives him the evil eye, several hoodoo voodoo symbols appearing. (Y/n) gives him a knowing look.

"Now we both know that was only twice." Alastor says lowly.

(Y/n) nods. "Yes. You always had the best jambalaya, I wasn't about yo let that go!"

Alastor chuckles. He lets his natural accent out.  "Ya always did love mah cookin'!"

(Y/n) sighs in relief, "It's been too long since we've had a good talking."

Alastor agreed.
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Me: hey! Thank you so much for the comments and all the views! I'm really glad you like it. As you can see! I have a lot planned for the story and I hope to make the next chapter just as juicy in character development! Enjoy!