Last night, it was raining, and your dumbass refused to wear a jacket before going out, and. You got a fever.

You were laying in bed, almost all of your body hurt as you felt terrible, wishing something would happen to make this fever go away.

Alastor was next to you, as he was ruffling your hair softly as he sighed.

"You alright, dear? I'll fetch you up something if you'd like to make you feel better."

He smiled down at you softly, he treated you just as his own kid.(youre a minor)