Alastor x Male Reader

Plans Don't Always Work Out

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Harrison walks around the desk he had been sitting at and walks over to (Y/n). He crouches down and grips (Y/n)'s jaw, grinning to Alastor.

"Now isn't this face just adorable!" Harrison sneers.

Helsa watches with a smirk and circles Alastor. Alastor watches Helsa briefly, then goes back to Harrison and grins with half lidded eyes.

"Well well! It has been so long since I've had a decent challenge!" Alastor says.

Harrison let's go of (Y/n)'s face to instead hold his head up by his (f/c) hair. "We'll make this easy. We'll willingly hand you back the boy in exchange for the princess's head, deal?"

Alastor scoffs, "Now, why would I do that?"

Helsa chuckles and throws her arms around Alastor, "You see, the effects will only last so long. After pretty boy is done tripping from his high, his soul will slowly fade away unless we administer the antidote. Just a little gift from the darkness."

Alastor tenses at the touch and bats her off. Helsa lets go with a shrug. Alastor then thinks about this in over drive. Alastor looks to see the two eyeing him. They're both slightly tense and glance back to each other. Alastor then looks to (Y/n) and see's the blood stop dripping.

'It's a bluff' he realizes.

Alastor lets a confident smile sit on his face. "Oh... how clever! But not good enough." Alastor pauses. "But I'll need more than just my companion for this task." He throws in his own bluff.

Harrison sneers, "The original payment will remain the same. A large sum of money along with the whole magical archive."

Alastor pretends to think on it, biding time. (Y/n) is coming to. His eyes are focused now snd he looks around a a bit confused. Alastor gives him a look and recognition flashes behind (Y/n)'s eyes.

Alastor answers, "I think we're both in agreement then!"

Harrison then eases into a smile, "You have 1 hour."

Alastor tisks, "Nuh uh. First, my husband."

Harrison looks to (Y/n) and shakes his head, "First, the princess."

(Y/n) smirks and looks up, "I think not!" He then breaks free of Bruce's hold. Claws at Bruce and then takes a swipe at Harrison. Harrison dodges. A sudden cry of pain alerts the two of their allies. Alastor has a holy sword stuck in his side while Helsa has a blank expression. Helsa drops to the floor as her internal organs are ripped from her by very small black floating spirits. Alastor groans in pain and haunches over. He flicks his wrist and the Helsa's heart bursts from her chest. Helsa screams, loud and gutteral. (Y/n) see's Harrison glare in Anger, distracted. (Y/n) then gives a powerful chant, which in turn sets Harrison on fire. The red and yellow flames consume Harrison as he's smited by holy fire. (Y/n) waits until nothing is left but dust to rush over to Alastor. Helsa was a crumpled heap on the floor. Alastor eats the heart and has enough energy radiating off of him to rip out the holy sword.

"Alastor!!" (Y/n) cries out.

(Y/n) puts a hand on Alastor's back and holds him up as he crumbles. (Y/n) gives him a worried look.  Alastor huffs out a laugh.

"It seems you did a wonderful job, (Y/n)!" He compliments.

(Y/n) gives a shaky laugh, "You were the only reason I could do anything! Charmer."

Alastor puts pressure on the wound, black oozing from the opening. Alastor winces at the pain it brings. (Y/n) bites his lip.

"You got enough juice to get us home? The magic is fading." (Y/n) asks hesitantly.

Alastor nods, "I'm afraid that's all I'll be good for until I am recovered."

(Y/n) smiles to him, "I got it from dere! I gotcha sugah!"

Alastor smiles back and snaps his fingers. A portal envelops them and they reappear in the hotel. (Y/n) see's the kitchen appear around them and (Y/n) has a bitter smile. He carries Alastor to the bar where Husk is.

"Husk! Medical help would be nice!" (Y/n) winces at the panicky tone.

Husk looks over and sighs, "Whatcha do this time?" He sets his bottle down and bring over his med kit. He brings out the hard core liquor and passes it to Alastor who accepts it readily.

(Y/n) answers, "We just offed the Von Eldritches..."

Husk raises an eyebrow and then looks to the wound. He prods at it to see the extent of the damage. He's take care with his claws not to put too much pressure.

"My dear brother, this swill is terrible! I simply don't understand your tastes!" Alastor keeps up his bravado, slurring a bit.

(Y/n) glares at him, "You better shut your sweet lips before you up and make yurself worse!"

Alastor takes the hint and chugs some more of the canadian whiskey. Husk rolls his eyes, but begins to stitch the organs closed. He then puts a healthy serving of alcohol on the wound. Alastor hisses, his eyes turning to radio dials in an empty threat.

"You won't do anything, drama queen." Husk retorts.

Husk closes the outer skin and begins bandaging him up. He finishes with a sigh and just looks to (Y/n).

"You owe me one helluva explanation, kid!" He growls.

(Y/n) raises his hands and nods, "In good time. Help me get him to his room?"

Husk nods and the two quickly move him before they're seen by any residents. Or worse: Charlie and Pattie. Alastor passed out by now, so it was easier on the two to make it into his room and lay him on the bed. Husk leaves the room to sit on an armchair in the study. (Y/n) keeps his eyes on Alastor and he kisses his forehead. He gives one last longing glance before he turns to go sit with Husk.

"Will there be permanent damage?" (Y/n) asks.

Husk nods, "Some scarring. Nothing too bad considering it was an Angel blade."

(Y/n) looked into the fire in silence.

Husk sighs, "So... what did happen?"

(Y/n)'s hand forms a fist on the arm of the chair. He glares into the fire only to sigh, " I got caught. Thankfully, nothing too bad happened... but Helsa had a holy sword tucked away. While I killed her father: she managed to get his side before he tore her apart. There was nothing I could do..."

Husk nods, "He's tough. Besides, you killed them right?"

(Y/n) nods, "I know I killed mine... I don't know with Helsa. Heart was ate, so I'd think so, but..."

Husk see's how (Y/n)'s taking it and leaves. (Y/n) sits there for a little longer, then stands up. He paces for a bit, his mind still a bit foggy. He watches the room spin unsure of the cause. He chalks it up to whatever he was doses with and focuses his thoughts back Alastor. He goes to Alastor and pulls up a chair by his bedside. He watches Alastor as he sleeps, slowly calming down. He wants to reach out and hold his hand, but refrains from touching Alastor knowing his real preference. He then looks away and massages his temples.

'Time to secure the victory.' (Y/n) thinks.

He stands up to leave when Alastor's ear swivelled toward him. Alastor doesn't twitch besides that. (Y/n) forces himself to walk out and starts making calls.
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Me: well well.... Alastor is hurt, but don't worry! He will be fine.