Alastor didn't know exactly why you always asked him about his ears, it started about a month ago, when you saw his ears flatten when he had an 'argument' with lucifer, which he dismissed, saying they were only hair tufts that resembled deer ears, but yet, you didn't give up, you asked him if you could touch his ears daily, which he insistently denied, it was becoming annoying, near to infuriating

Now there he, was reading a culinary book from the nearby shelf, you could see his ears flickering, so he was lying to you all that time, how utterly unbelievable

To try teaching him a lesson and satisfy your curiosity, you sneaked behind him, trying your best not getting caught by him, when finally reaching him, you extended your hands to pet his ears, you could see his body tensing up as you grasped his ears, a low, pathetic whimper escaping his mouth, his neck snapped back, facing you directly

"Dear... Didn't your parents teach you about not touching what isn't yours?" He growled out, his sclera darkening instantly as his grin trembled, a faint blush could be noticed on his cheeks, it was clear he wasn't pleased by it