( let's try this again. )
~Alastor pov~
I chuckled to myself as y/n glared at me, their e/c eyes sparkling with a hint of anger and yet playfulness. "I did not try and set the kitchen on fire charlie, deer boy didn't tell me something was burning and since I died I can't smell well." Y/n said grumpily. I chuckled, shaking my head at them. "Okay dear, fine fine, I apologize, now stop pouting" 'though, I did like to seem them pout, it was like a toddler when you tell them no to buying a toy. It was almost ALMOST cute.' I then realized the room was silent and I don't like to be ignored so.."what?!" I snapped, everyone looked startled but...relieved?
Then Charlotte spoke up "Welllll...it's just...no one's ever heard you apologize before" I mentally rolled my eyes. Sure I'm a monster, but still a gentleman. "Ohoho! Don't get used to it dears. I just happened to take a liking to miss/mr/mx
Y/n."
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~y/n pov~
"Ohoho! Don't get used to it dears. I just happened to take a liking to miss/mr/mx
Y/n." Then he just left as if nothing happened.
The fluff chested spider spoke up
"What the fuck?" Charlie gasped and gently glared at angel "language!" Angel just groaned and left. I just kinda stood there, letting what he said really sink in.
"I just happened to take a liking to miss/mr/mx
Y/n."
I shook my head quickly 'absolutely not! He's a gentleman y/n, not every man who says he's taken a liking to you likes you in that way. Besides, look what happened last time you tried out love.'
I then realized Charlie and her girlfriend vaggie were staring at me. "Um...hi?" I said, awkward as ever. Really gotta work on that.
Charlie grinned almost as wide as Alastor does "OMG OMG OMG WHAT IF ALASTOR LIKES Y/N!?!?!" I flinched in surprise, at her volume AND her words
"what?! No Charlie that's insane! He's the radio demon! I'm...well, me! Why in hell would anyone like me that way unless they're desperate?!" Charlie looked shocked
"oh y/n is that how you feel about yourself...?" My eyes widened and without another word I rushed upstairs, ignoring Charlie's cries to come back. I sat in my room, looking in the mirror. With a flick of my finger and some mumbling of a spell it shattered. I sat on the floor by the window and sighed "good job Y/n, you let your stupid feelings get the best of you again, that's weak." You groaned, starting to tear up a little bit thinking about the last words you heard your previous husband say
"why would I love you? Your just my victim after all!" But you can't remember his face...you growl in anger because of it, but it has been many years so you just let it go and (almost) silently sob.
