The man with half a heart. Alastor x reader

Your mine in every way now.

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Quickly picking yourself up the shock of your hands had to be set aside as you closed the book and exited the room, fleeing to the guest bedroom in order to find long sleeves or gloves to cover this new issue, while wiping your tears away and fixing your makeup did you justice just right on time before Alastor entered.

"My love Are you okay? I heard a loud shattering noise coming from upstairs."
"Oh I'm sorry I had dropped a glass perfume bottle."- you held up broken glass pieces as Alastor eyed them.
"Hmm. Perhaps it's best to not pick up the pieces, you could cut yourself."- he said in a monotone voice, Alastor had walked in closer and took the pieces into his hand looking down at you before he spoke.
"Is there something you care to tell me?"

Your eyes never left his red ones as you dropped the rest of the glass remains in his black inky palm. "No." The man clenched the pieces in his hand grinding them with ease only to blow it in your face making you close your eyes and cough as it rained down glitter.

"Hmm so be it, dinner will be ready soon dear, sit tight."

Alastor shut the door and continued to descend downstairs, you looked into the mirror and started to cry, the fresh mascara you just applied starting melting off your long lashes and left steams down your (s/c) cheeks.

"Why is this hurting me so much? Just the thought of Alastor only using me for his pride is disgusting but I can't help to admit. I love Alastor with all my heart."— Those words were just a faint whisper in the night.

You sobbed quietly putting your hands over your mouth to silence the weeping, after the small breakdown you wiped your face, blew your nose and fixed your makeup one more time before leaving the bedroom, you were gonna be damned to let Alastor see you break down.
A part of longed for a hug or a kiss yet another part of you ached to be fulled and your mind was in lust.. it was a hard dilemma but you had one desire.

"Eh-hem. Lady (Y/n), dinner is served."- James

The dining room was filled with strong aromas of different spices and meats, Alastor had finished and came out holding a tray as he made eye contact with you. Once he served the food your body had began to move on its own and managed to find a way to hold Alastor.

"Everything smells amazing.. like always Al.."- as you talked in a sick sweeting voice Alastor had dropped a wine glass letting it shatter.
"Alastor what's the matter?"
"I- um.. nothing. I just felt a pain in my hand that all!"
"Oh, does it hurt?"

You swiftly grabbed this hand and gently placed a kiss on top of it making him laugh a bit as you looked up from kissing his wrist he stopped breathing it seemed.
Alastor waved his finger and the broken glass cup cleaned itself up, he watched you walk around the table observing his details in piping the cake for dessert, with a small scoop with your finger you sampled a small amount of whipped cream while lightly moving your bottom back and forth happily, the sweet filling was light and fluffy!

"How are you feeling tonight? (Y/n)."
"Better now that I'm here with you~"
"Mmhm, is that so? What are you up to.."
"Me? Up to something? I would never dream of it dear.. dinner is delicious, as always."

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As dinner came to an end, James insisted he'd clean up as you ran out and into the grand living room admiring the sparkling colorful tree Alastor and you had put up together, underneath the tree were presents for Alastor, James and yourself while loosing focus of your surroundings Alastor's claws gently wrapped around your neck to leave a small cold chain resting above your collarbone was a heart shaped locket.