"I need to find him" Hazbin Hotel (Alastor X Reader/OC)

~The Eleventh~

About halfway to the Rusted Spoon, I finally manage to untangle my self from Angle's grasp. I fall in step with Alastor, the two of us close behind Zain and Angle.

"Hey there Su talun~" I whisper, barely able to reach his ear thanks to the massive fricken heels on my boots.

"Hello mo gra~" He whispered, bending to reach my ear. I jolt.

"Since when did you know Irish?" He just laughed. Even if his pronunciation had been a little off, he still managed to call me 'my love'.

"Since you and Zain had your private conversation in front of me," Alastor wrapped an arm around my shoulder. i hugged him sideways, wrapping my closest arm around his waist from behind.

"Then let's have some fun, shall we?" I ask, thinking of something. "Hey, deathair mor!"
"Sea piscin?" Aww he called me kitten this time. i laugh. the irony of me being part wolf. oof.
"ni cosuil gur mhaith leat Su talun go mor," i feel Alastor's arm twitch around me. you don't really seem to like Strawberry very much. "Cen fath e sin?"
Why is that?
"Ta se annoying, asal taispeana, neamhthuisceanach, a tharlaionn chun a theanga a shuaitheadh i mbeal mo dheirfiuracha beaga," i take a moment to process the list. He's an annoying, unintelligent, arse show off that happens to shove his tongue in my little sister's mouth.
"Blasann si cosuil le caineal~," i immediately shove my face into Alastor's chest. He spoke Irish, yes, but that's not why I'm burning.....
"Do i really taste like cinnamon?" i have to ask. My curiosity is going to be the death of me. guess kitten is a suitable name after all.
"Umm bitch the fuck?" Angle is staring at the three of us. Alastor chuckles, i can feel it in his chest.
"yes, you do, love,"
"Well there you go," i pull him down into a quick kiss. I lick my lips. "Mmmm Su talun~"

"SHFVDXGFHJEDRFTGJHFGHJDRFTGHJRFHGJH!!!!!!!" Zain has completely lost his marbles. I just send him a sly grin and a wink. This is so much fun. I laugh, snorting. Yeah, some lady.

By the time we get to the Rusted Spoon, we're all laughing. Well, Alastor not included. I release Alastor as Zain releases Angle, the two of us racing to the bar.

"Bottle of tequila please!" We say at the same time. Zain and I snap our head around to look at each other, abruptly bursting out in laughter. i jump and give him a hug.

"I missed you," I mumble into his black shirt.

"I missed you too," He goes to say something else, but I hold up a hand.

"This is a conversation for later," I ignore his apologetic look. "Tonight.....we get WASTED!"

We get our individual bottles of tequila and go find Alastor and Angle, who are sitting across from each other in a booth. I see that Alastor is flustered, and I see Angle has his flirty face on. I storm over and Alastor stands up to let me sit between him and Zain, who's moving next to Angle. I pull him down and kiss him. Hard. I snap my head around and death glare Angle. I fake growl; "Mine."

Angle just looks triumphant. "See, Alastor, told ya,"

"Indeed you did," I turn back to him. "It appears you were right."

"What was he right about?" I raise an eyebrow, feeling played.

"That's for me to know, and you to find out," he winks. I play growl again. We all sit down on the curved booth, Alastor on one end, then me, then Zain, then on the other end, Angle, the four of us making a laughing, drinking horseshoe. Everything starts going a little fuzzy the more I drink. Soon Zain and I are both slurring our words, the two of us having gotten halfway through our respective bottles.