≈ ALASTOR X READER ≈

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Alastor let go of your hand.

"Al, I'm really sorry I didn't mean to- I didn't know- agh... I-" You said I a slight panic.

His ears twitched at you looked up at him. His face softened, and he looked..... strange...
Alastor wrapped his arms around you and almost collapsed onto you. You gasped, and slowly hugged him back. Alastor was fucking powerful. What was this? Was he having a breakdown? Was he fucking okay?

You let him put his head on your shoulder. You just stood there, with him clinging onto you.
You could hear a faint humming, white noise sound coming from him again. Your shoulder felt moist.. Was he crying?
You pitied him. You and him had a complicated relationship. But, seeing as you two were "together", you felt obligated to help him.
You wanted to walk him to his chair so he could sit down, but you didn't want to disturb him. In that moment, you teleported to the chair, and clung to eachother. You wrapped your long tail around him. This would last a while...

I hope he's okay.
Alastor had just shoved you out of his room with a smile. His personality switched just like that. Was he trying to hide it? :(

You turned around and knocked on his door.
Fuck it.
You teleported in.

Alastor was pacing his room. You walked up to him with a determined face. He inhaled.

"Y/n please leave."

You crossed you arms in refusal.

"Y/n. Leave." He repeated.

"Alastor I'm not leaving until you tell me what's bothering you." You said plainly.

You could see the smallest of changes in him,
His ears twitched, the horns grew a tad. Al let out a long and grumpy 'hm'. He swished his hand and made his staff appear.
You waited for him to say something else, but he just hummed calmly to himself. Was this meant to be his solution? He would just ignore you?

You spoke, with a medium tone, "Alastor."

He bowed to pick out a book from his shelves.

"Alastor." You said stiffly.

Al sat down in his chair. He opened up his book and began reading.

"Alastor!" You began pretty much yelling. You clenched you fists.

He wouldn't even react. Not a twitch, not a single glance.

"AL!" You stood in front of him.

Nothing.

Whatever. You didn't care about him anyway. If he didn't want your help, you would give it to someone else.

You walked- well.. stomped. Out of the room.

You flopped down onto you bed angrily, until Swan landed on your chest. You pet them and smiled.

... someone knocked on your door ...