Alastor x Reader Oneshots *Slow Updates*

Heart Shaped and Covered in Blood

Alastor x hanahaki! Reader
Gender-neutral
Warning: gore-ish?
Requests by: @shadowbonbon

My lungs burned, I can't keep this up. I'm going to die again.

'Hanahaki is a bitch.'

I wiped my mouth with my bloody sleeve. Sitting in the bathroom
I heard the rhythmic taps of someone's footsteps.

"Please don't let it be him" I whispered to myself, covering my eyes, "for satan's sake, please."

How did I get here?

🌸Flashback🌸
*Two weeks prior*

Alastor smiled a -genuine- sickly sweet smile.
"Why, thank you, dear," He beamed.
"No problem," I replied. He took the book from my hand, he had requested it yesterday, and I had just found it.

His hand touched mine.
It was...well...nice. He turned to leave.

"Stay out of too much trouble Alastor," I call after him

"Can't promise that my dear." His voice called back, his smile looked genuine, pleasant.

My heart started to beat fast. I placed my hand over it. A stupid crooked smile formed on my lips, I was smiling like an idiot.
"Why is this starting now? We've been friends for years?" They mumbled

(3rd person pov)

That's how it started. A long descent into sickness and heartbreak.

The petals started a few after that. Each day it got worse. (Y/N) coughed enough rose petals to fill an army of rose bushes. They felt like their lungs were congested with rose thorns.

But they keep quiet. How could they face Alastor, how could they tell them how they felt?
They couldn't, they wouldn't!
Alastor was none the wiser to any of this. Unknown to (Y/N), Alastor had been suffering from the same sickness.

Ever since the library. He had been suffering just as long. He couldn't tell them because of his pride. THE Alastor couldn't be in love, Alastor couldn't be suffering from sickness.

Both lovestruck demons stayed silent, both terrified of rejection. Both longing for the other, even Alastor wouldn't admit it to himself.

*End flashback*

(Y/N) had made up their mind. If they were going to die, they might as well die not a coward. They slowly got up. Their balance was off as they hobbled to the door.

Alastor, too, had decided to admit how he felt. He wasn't going to allow himself to rot away. He had decided that if (Y/N) didn't feel the same way, he'd make them. Alastor was already at the door. He ready his hand to knock.

Just then (Y/N) opened their bedroom door, Alastor's hand still in the air, his mouth agape.
"Alastor, I was just coming to find you," (Y/N) dry voice croaked.
"What a coincidence, dear, may I come in?" His voice was urgent.
"Yeah," (Y/N) moved aside. Alastor toward over them.

"I have to tell you something," they said at the same time.

(Y/N) face turned pink, as Alastor chuckled, "You go first my dear."

"Alastor," they started before they were interrupted by their own cough. Rose mixed with blood poured out of their mouth, they swayed forward slightly. Alastor caught them. His face was now panicked. (Y/N) looked up at him, " I love you, a lot."

Alastor swooped down and kissed them. His slender arms clung around their waist tightly. Both of their lungs seemed to become clearer, it was gone.

Alastor pulled away, his smile was back and so was (Y/N).

A/N: 2 in one day?!? A school day?!? Ayyooo happy valentines day, and sorry I've been away for so long. You really can just get caught up :/ eee