A Deal Worth A Lifetime [ Alastor x Reader ]

Chapter 15: Tender Moments

He stepped in the door greeted with something he hadn't smelled in a long time. Finding you in the kitchen singing along to the radio, swinging your knife in the air to the notes before bringing it down and chopping up the vegetable in front of you. Lifting the cutting board and sliding everything into the pot.

Checking the book you had propped up on the counter, a nod to yourself before placing the lid on the pan. It seems you found his mother's cookbook, despite his best efforts to hide it and keep it from your grasp. Ever since you moved in with him, you made it a habit to search through everything. You told him you were familiarizing yourself with the apartment even after living here for the past three months.

Watching as you opened the oven and check on a heavenly smelling dish, he knew for a fact his mother did not have any black forest pie in her cookbook. Bumping your head on the top of the oven and letting out a short yell. Putting on oven mitts and taking the pie out, setting it onto the stove before closing the oven door a little harshly.

"Another pie just for me." The words leaving you in a sigh, what did you mean another? Taking note of a different pie almost finished on the counter, covered by a glass dome.

"Another? So you aren't going to share?" You turned to him, eyes wide.

"Al, you're back sooner than I thought you'd be," shuffling in front of the new pie to try and cover it, "how'd it go?" He crossed the room, snatching the book from the counter and tucking it under his arm.

"It went well," it most certainly did not, he didn't see why you wanted him to reconnect with his father, "didn't catch anything this time though," checking the pan to see exactly what you had been making, "gumbo?" Hearing you nervously laugh, moving your pie onto the counter away from him.

"Well you weren't here and I really wanted some," taking the mitts off to grab the toppings for the pie, "also, I wasn't entirely sure what was what down in the cellar so if you're missing something you were saving for later, I'm apologizing in advance." Reaching around you and turning up the radio, resting his arms loosely around your middle.

"I'm sure whatever you chose is perfect," smiling as he set his chin on your head, "is your head alright, that seemed like quite a nasty bump." Feeling you go tense below him.

"You saw that?" Watching as you drizzled chocolate over the cherries on the pie, "I've noticed something." He hummed, starting to sway along with the song on the radio.

"What's that darling?" Feeling you start to sway with him as you finished up the pie, lowering your head and leaning to the left. He simply dropped his chin to your shoulder.

"Using me as a personal leaning post lately, what's with that?" Pushing the pie away to cool he could see slight marring on your arms, is that why you always wore gloves?

"Well, you are the perfect height for me to rest my head just like so." Placing his chin back atop your head he heard you laugh under your breath.

"Go put your rifle away will you." Feeling your hand on the side of his face wiping off whatever was on your fingers. A quick step back before bringing his hand up to his cheek, you had wiped chocolate on him?

"Love, you have something on your face." You turned without missing a beat.

"Do I?" Feeling your face for anything that didn't belong he stepped closer.

"It's right here," wiping chocolate on your nose, seeing your shocked expression, "I'll get it for you even." Before you could react, he bent down, ignoring the sweet syrup and instead captured your lips in a kiss.