RadioApple X Reader: Imperfect

84. A Lot

*** Your POV ***

You got home, excruciatingly tired. So much has happened over the last two days. Too much. And now you had a wedding and coronation to plan. Your body was feeling like a wrung out sponge due to the unintentional uses of your magic, which were now more taxing on your body as more power was used and you have yet to learn any control over the output. Emotionally you had such a magnitude of feelings it felt like you were about to pop open with them all. Not necessarily bad, just... a lot.

First thing you did is ask Lucifer to snap you into a tank top and some fluffy pajama pants then proceeded to unceremoniously plop face down on one of the couches with a groan. Turning you head to the side you saw Alastor had also used his magic to put away his fancy suit and replace it with sweatpants, leaving his top bare. The two bite marks clearly visible along his neck line. A rather handsome addition to the landscape in your opinion. Lucifer was not far behind, choosing blue pajamas with ducks on it and an oversized white t-shirt. Satisfied with your mates also winding down you grabbed the nearest pillow and nuzzled you face into it, letting your body relax, and hoping to push away the incessant wave of emotion pushing through your chest. Only to be jostled back to consciousness.

"Darling, I believe we must talk about something you said today." Alastor sat down behind you straddling your legs, his palms hot against your hips.

"Hmmm?" You didn't know what he was talking about at all. The whole meeting was a blur, and your heart was pumping like a drum through most of it. How you managed to say that convincing speech was beyond you at he moment.

"He is talking about you referring to yourself as a liability." Lucifer explained appearing to be on the same wavelength as the stag which was troubling. They are almost never on the same wave length. He sat down in the space between your head and the arm rest.

You huffed, "It's true though! I mean, its not like -" You got interrupted by Alastor flicking your ear with his finger tips, which you immediately felt the need o admonish him for, "Hey! Let me do that to your ears and see you how you like it!"

"If I ever spit such trite drivel then you are more then welcome to my dear." He chided, and you felt him tug at your tank top followed by a quick snap from Lucifer and it was gone, leaving your back bare. You shivered from the cold air on your skin, but not for long as Alastor trailed his hands up and down your sides before beginning to carefully knead his thumbs into your back. "You have done exceedingly well on all of our official meetings, we would not have been able to be in such a stable position now if it were not for you. In fact you made it all possible, and I am deeply offended that you would still doubt that after everything."

"I - khmmmm." You sank down into the pillow, not really able to compose much of a response, and Alastor's machinations on your back were decidedly not helpful in the trying-to-form-thoughts department. "I'm doing my best." Was all you could muster in the end. It was the truth, after all you felt horribly out of your depth here even if you have done well at both the Overlord meeting and in Heaven.

"And your best is incredible." Lucifer exclaimed as his own fingers dove into the tuffs of your ears. "If it wasn't for you, Alastor and I would probably still be bickering over the curtains in the hotel."

"You still bicker about them." You countered, your voice muffled against the pillow now that you refused to lift your head and interrupt the random, but much needed, petting session.

"Only as an excuse to go around the hotel changing them and any other décor." Alastor leaned over and purred those words into your ear, making it twitch from the hot huff of air. Oh these two assholes.

"Yup! Works like a charm every time too." Lucifer pitched in, "How do you think we've been managing to show up downstairs to the bar to 'fix the shelves' without Vaggie suspecting us of slacking?"