Smile my dear! (Alastor x fem! Reader)

7- pathetic.

Tw! Cigarettes are mentioned briefly

-al

'UGH, I feel like im gonna die a second time.' I thought to myself, as I slid out of bed.

Almost falling down a flight of stairs, I made it to the lobby, barely able to see straight. "Good morning (y/n)!" though I couldn't see her properly I could roughly make out that it was Charlie.

"Well, 'good' is one way to put it." my skull-splitting headache made it impossible to be happy, though, it wasn't very easy before.

"(y/n), are you ok?" Vaggie said, looking up from her food.

"Be honest with me." quickly sighing I continued, "do I look ok?"

Six sympathetic looks later, Charlie had made me sit on one of 3 couches in the lobby. "(y/n), I'm gonna go look for any pain meds for you, Ok?" Vaggie looked like a worried mom, babying the hell out of a powerful overlord.

I looked and felt, pathetic.

Meanwhile, Alastor sat there with an amused grin plastered on his stupid face. "Ya know, I don't enjoy being started at by a used tampon." Flipping him off when I finished my sentence.

"My dear, you're acting as if your situation is My fault."

'That smug bastard. Two can play that game.'

"Well, I'm certainly not the one who hid the pain medication." '

Gotcha there bitch.' His smile never faltered, but I could see his eye twitching in annoyance.

"HE DID WHAT!?" Now, incoming a very pissed-off vaggie, cursing at Alastor In Spanish. I could roughly translate it to 'you smug fucker! What did she ever do to you?!' Once vaggie calmed down, I spoke again,

"your hiding spot wasn't very good, Al." The bottle floating into my hands as he stared back at me, that same shit-eating smile still there.

Alastor's P.O.V

"your hiding spot wasn't very good, Al." The Cyclops's deadpan stare never left mine. I felt heat rise in my cheeks, but I snubbed that flame just as fast as it was ignited.

"Well, that's a new nickname, my dear, (y/n)." she continued to make eye contact, taking two pills without water.

"I mean, yeah, what else am I gonna call you?" the overall thought of a nickname that wasn't childish only made my grin grow.

"Im not complaining ma chérie" I knew my job was done when she broke eye contact, a faint smudge of pink on her already red cheeks.
As she walked up toward her room I heard her mumble,

"That's enough emotions for one day."

'This certainly will be interesting,'

(y/n) P.O.V

Once the pain meds kicked in, I left Alastor and went upstairs. he probably thinks im heading up to my room, but I am in fact heading to Angels. Twisting the Rusty-gold nob I entered his room. "Hey bestie," he said dragging out the 'y' in hey. "So, Whaddaya need, sugar tits?"

"I don't know, I just wanna hang out." poorly hiding my feelings behind a still, bitch-face.

"Mhm, Whatever you say~" he teased.
"Wanna talk about it?" he gave me a soft smile.

"Nah," I pull a cigarette out of its pack lighting it.

After a few hours of childish giggles and moaning because it's funny.
Angel and I make our way back to the lobby flirting, As a joke of course. Once we sat down everyone gave us an assortment of looks. Vaggie looked pissed, Charlie had her hand over her mouth covering half of her blushing face, husk was passed out at the bar, while Alastor, remained unreadable.

"what?" me and angel asked in unison.

"what do mean what!? We could all hear you!" vaggie yelled at both of us. Connecting the dots, I realized what she meant.

"Um, I hate to burst your bubble but.. Angels gay," before I could finish angel started howling on the floor, and as everyone looked shocked it made me laugh too.

Now, both me and angel we're rolling on the floor in the second fit of laughter today alone.
"Ok, we get it. It's not that funny guys." vaggie looked calmer now but angel would not have it.

"Aw, come on! Don't be such a killjoy!" he pouted like a small child.

"You know what? You're both on dish duty for the next 3 weeks."

I know this chapter is short but I'm running out of ideas and I need some criticism

-al