A Deal Worth A Lifetime [ Alastor x Reader ]

Chapter 18: Happy Birthday!

You had gotten up earlier than usual this morning. About two hours before Alastor had to go to work. The hand's on the clock reminding you that it was five-thirty in the morning. Tiptoeing out of the room and glancing behind you to make sure he wasn't going to wake up anytime soon, closing the door just as quietly as you had opened it.

He had no clue.

Quickly gathering your hidden treasures, the red paper shining in the low light of the lamp in the living room. A giddy smile on your face as you arranged the stack of presents on the coffee table, you couldn't get everything on your list but there was always Christmas. Now for breakfast in bed. Knowing him he always woke up an hour and a half before his shift, an hour to get ready in the morning and then a half-hour to get to the studio.

Humming as you made breakfast, putting it onto the tray and carrying it down the hall. About to enter the room only for the door to swing open. Alastor pausing a moment, the panic and urgency in his eyes melting away once seeing you. He was still wearing his pyjamas, his hair sticking up in random places while his glasses had been put on haphazardly.

"Al is everything alright?" Your hold on the tray tightening from his sudden appearance.

"Well you weren't in bed," he paused, rubbing his face before casting a glance downwards, "is that breakfast?"

"Yes," shoving the tray into his hands, "back to bed with you." Practically having to push him back to the bed and forcing him to sit down.

"I don't understand dear, what's the occasion?" Sitting on the bed beside him and giving a quick kiss to the temple.

"Did you honestly think I would let you get away with not telling me that on this day twenty-three years ago the love of my life was born." Fixing his glasses so they sat on his face properly, he turned to you in shock. 

"How did you-"

"Marriage certificate," standing up, "stay right there I'll be back." It wouldn't hurt to give him a present earlier than the others right?

Picking out just the thing you had in mind and heading back to him. The breakfast you made him gone as he now stood in front of the closet. Shuffling through his clothes. Sneaking up behind him weaving your arms under his and waving the little package in front of him until he took it.

"You got me a gift?" Turning the present in his hands as you rest your head against his back.

"Why do you sound so surprised, of course, I did." Leaving him to choosing his clothes you picked up the tray from the bed. Not a single thing left on the plate. Well, he must've liked it but he didn't need to eat so quickly.

Bringing the dishes to the sink, you couldn't wait to show him everything else. Walking out of the kitchen and finding him at the entrance of the living room. Marching over to him and pulling him back into the hall. The brand new red bowtie catching your eye making you smile. Now if only it wasn't crooked.