Alastor was determined to keep himself under control, even more chaos might've upset (Y/N), and he wasn't about to make this more stressful for her.
Finally, he opened the doors and witnessed her, in all her glory. Currently, doctors of various demonic species were scattered around the room and wincing at her cries. She definitely had some chords.
"Where's Alastor! I want Alastor!" She sobbed, held down by medical equipment. He stood, shocked to see how she was...terribly restrained.
Rushing over to her, he vaguely registered Angel, Charlie, and Vaggie appearing behind him. He couldn't care less, all that really held importance at that moment was (Y/N).
As soon as her eyes widened and she saw him, she relaxed and began to cry glistening tears. Alastor sucked in a breath and pushed a curl of hair out of her face, murmuring apologies and silent nothings. He cupped her cheek, leaning over the hospital bed.
"Shh." He cooed, voice shaky. It did little to really settle her, but it was truly all he could think of.
A hush fell upon the room, most of the Doctors had silenced and turned to him and his love, ceasing their busy movements around the room. Alastor sighed, turning to one curiously shocked doctor.
"Yes?" He stared blankly, she clearly wanted some sort of explanation.
The female held her ground, gaping at him. Alastor would've yelled at her impatiently if it weren't for how relieved he was that she was ok. "how did you get her to—" she fell silent again, writing more nonsense on her clipboard. "—to, you know..."
"Shut up?" He offered, raising an eyebrow skeptically. She didn't reply, only cringing at his phrasing.
Before he could actually answer her, a different demon—the receptionist—burst through the doors, tired and panting.
"I'm—sorry. I was supposed to announce them but they were too quick!" She smiled nervously, sweating. "This is Patient (Y/L/N), and her Husband, the man she's been asking for."
He cringed at the word Husband, turning to (Y/N) with an apologetic smile on his face. She only sighed, frowning and struggling some more, she hadn't picked up on what the Lady was saying.
He looked down to where she got panicked about, and grit his teeth together—her restraints. He clawed at one hardly, growling when it wouldn't budge.
"Can someone please help me with these cuffs! They'll send her into a panic attack!" He snapped, watching sadly as (Y/N) continually got more and more stressed.
One male demon shakily brought over keys at his request, Alastor watching him intently the entire time. Once unlocked, he quickly darted out of Alastors way as her arms were released.
Alastor immediately took her upper half in his arms, scooping her up and pressing her body as close as it could get. Passionately kissing her beautiful lips, he couldn't help but just—ignore the rest of the world for a while.
He drowned in her glorious scent, squeezing his eyes closed as he ended the kiss and buried his head in the crook of her neck.
(Y/N) stiffened slightly, but relaxed all the same. She hugged him back weakly, wincing with pain.
Shit, she's injured, I forgot.
He gently set her back down, watching her muscles strain and relax continuously. He fretted over the way she didn't seem to sit just right, almost as if the very act of breathing hurt.
Alastor shook his head, feeling another stab of hate for the demons the did this to his love.
He sighed, softly kissing her forehead with delicate love.
All that mattered was that he was there.
"What...why does everything hurt so much? What did they do?" She said, horrified as she eyed the stitches that were scattered across her arms and her shoulder cast.
He locked eyes with (Y/N), who was still wide-eyed and very confused.
You're ok, the people that did..." he gestured to her bruised face, mournful, "they're all gone. I took care of it."
She weakly smiled, wincing. "I get the sense that they aren't even on this plain of existence anymore?" She chuckled, always humorous even in difficult times.
He smirked, sitting carefully on the bed and maneuvering his way to lay next to her, "not a chance, love."
She grinned brilliantly at him, mumbling something to herself and glancing around the room.
"You are aware that Angel, Vaggie, and Charlie are all watching us right?" She hissed, leaning in closer. He wickedly chuckled, cupping her face slyly again.
"Then let's give them a show, shall we?"
He then peppered kisses all the way from her lips to the annoying sweet spot on your neck, that he somehow still remembered was there.
She breathed a sigh of contentment, shuddering violently as he did his masterful work.
Before he could continue, she giggled and pushed him away with her good arm, "stop, I don't think Vaggies enjoying this."
He turned to catch eyes with the moody-demon, smirking wildly as she huffed and pretended to gag. He laughed, kissing her forehead like he normally would.
"I don't need her approval," he said, half annoyed, half amused.
"Yes but you need mine, and I say no." (Y/N) sighed, worn out and tired. Alastor frowned, "You ok? I can leave if you want. If it's too much."
She smiled and pressed a kiss to his cheek, "of course not love, it's been quite lonely. For the past...hour? Hour. I've been freaking out—I woke up without you, tied down, and in pain." She shuddered, curling into Alastor ever so slightly. He rubbed her uninjured shoulder, sadly looking down at her.
"Actually...I can see Angel over there. Can he...?"
Alastor frowned, as his instinct told him that he should be the only one to touch or even go near (Y/N). He was pretty uneasy about letting Angel Dust bear her—but he obliged at his lover's request.
"Ok." He sighed reluctantly, getting out of the bed and standing off to the side as Angel ran to her, wrapping her head in his arms.
He winced, despite having done that himself, he felt a bit mad at Angel for being careless with her bruised face.
Angel inherently picked up on his annoyed state and rolled his eyes, whispering something to (Y/N). Al's eyes widened, shocked. Was that betrayal?
"Oh don't worry Angel, he's just protective." (Y/N) teased, blowing a kiss to Alastor, who was quickly flustered and mortified.
"It's called being concerned for your well-being." He grumbled, crossing his arms and ignoring the two. They continued to laugh and probably share all sort of secrets, and maybe, just perhaps, it was making him jealous. A little, only a bit.
(y/N) shoved Angel away, and he went and called Vaggie and Charlie over. Alastor inhaled, holding his breath. This couldn't be good.
As they chatted, he was surprised to see they were getting along and conversing as normal—perhaps something had changed without his knowledge?
Vaggie then turned to look at him with an apologetic smile, shifting her weight. She walked stiffly over to where he was situated, rubbing her arm.
He gave her a crooked grin, admiring the stubborn yet fond look on her face as she reluctantly apologized.
"I know I was...well, a grade A puta. But it's clear that you're very genuine in your feelings." She said, nervously brushing her hair to the side. "I'm sorry for my mistrust."
"It's alright, I wouldn't have trusted me either." He admitted, holding out his hand to shake in a truce. She took it gratefully and stepped away to join Charlie. Said demon nodded respectfully to Alastor, grabbing Angel and leaving the room.
He shuffled around to (Y/N)'s bedside, taking her hand and kissing it. "Quite the eventful 24 hours, huh?" He sighed, looking around the room absently.
She mumbled a reply, yawning widely and pursing her lips. He smiled, quietly settling in beside her, wrapping an arm loosely around her uninjured waist. He nuzzled into her neck and vaguely acknowledged the three heads of Charlie, Angel, and Vaggie poking in and out of the window.
He sighed and ran his fingers through her hair, ridding it of any knots or tangles.
(Y/N) grabbed his hand softly and clutched onto it like a child, sweet and innocent despite the different shades of color on her face.
He closed his eyes and prepared for the long, long road of recovery that awaited them all.
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