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You were reading in bed when you heard Alastor shuffling down the hallway to your bedroom. You looked up when the door opened, revealing the Radio Demon looking terribly exhausted.
Taking in his disheveled appearance, you marked your page and set your book aside.
"You alright, love?" You called, getting his attention. You immediately knew the answer when you saw his ears go back and heard an annoyed grumble leave his mouth. His usual static sounds were much louder now, further showing his current demeanor.
You scooted towards the middle of the bed and lifted the covers, inviting him to join you. He looks at you, expression softening as a deep sigh left him. He changed from his suit to a pair of pajama pants with a quick snap of his fingers before climbing into bed and laying his head on your chest.
Most of the time, he wasn't very affectionate, usually only when he was in a bad mood, or tired like he is now. He says you make him feel better.
You pulled the covers up a bit and rested your hands on his back.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" You asked softly. He was already half asleep, but registered your question enough to shake his head and nuzzle further into your neck. "Do you need anything?"
He stilled, seeming to contemplate something before letting out a mumble against your skin.
"What was that, love?"
"Could you...?" He gestured vaguely.
"Could I...?" He sighed again before grabbing your hand and guiding it into his hair. He buried his face back into your neck, no doubt hiding the blush on his face.
You smiled to yourself, petting his hair and lightly scratching his scalp. He leaned into your touch, almost purring. You kissed his forehead, lightly stroking his back a few times before returning to his hair.
He was almost fully relaxed into you now, the loud static from before had faded into a soft hum. You could tell he was just on the brink of sleep.
He mumbled something unintelligible into your neck. You hummed, asking him to repeat it.
"I love you..." He said, falling asleep immediately after. The blush that spread on your face was radiant. He hadn't said that before, neither of you had.
You looked down at him, a soft smile on his face, yours widening at the sight. You found great irony in the fact that one of the most terrible demons in Hell looked like an angel in his sleep. You stroked his cheek for a moment before pressing a kiss to it.
You were almost asleep yourself, the warmth from his body lulling you into a comfortable groggy state. You adjusted your pillows as best you could without jostling him too much, before you started to drift off yourself.
But before you let sleep take you, you mumbled four little words back to him.
"I love you too..."