Haunted (Alastor x OC)

Ch 45

Alastor's POV

Finally. Finally I finished the last document in this endless stack of pointless paperwork.

I snapped my fingers and it filed away into the proper place.

Standing up, I exited my office and headed down to the hotel lobby. There was Charlie talking to Vagatha about something.

The moth glared at me and I gave her a threatening smile before turning to Charlie with a far less sinister smile.

"Dear Charlie, I finished the paperwork, so I will be heading home for the night. Enjoy your evening, girls," I said, and turned before they could even say anything back.

I snapped and the world around me faded away before reforming back into my kitchen. I smiled softer and waved my hand, allowing my clothing to change into something more comfortable.

With that I looked around, wondering where Aria is.

Just then I heard soft singing, and turned towards the noise. I followed it, and rounded the corner to the living room.

The sight that waited for me was...surprising, to say the least. It's pouring rain outside, and Aria is sitting in the dark in the living room, an entire bottle of wine in her hand.

She was just singing softly to herself, and her eyes looked completely glazed.

She's wasted.

I went to approach her but froze when I noticed something. She's sitting in the chair I usually sit in...holding one of my jackets that I left here.

Upon closer observation I saw that her eyes looked puffy and her cheeks were flushed.

I felt my heart break a little bit. What happened today that left her like this...?

Finally I made myself known, stepping into the room with a smile fixed onto my face.

I've never seen Aria drunk before, so I'm approaching this with caution. I don't want her to set off, or freak out.

Her eyes shifted over to me, and her face broke into a huge smile.

"You're back..." she said, and her voice wavered just barely. She put the wine bottle down and I noticed then that it was actually empty.

She drank the entire bottle.

She went to stand and I wasted no time in teleporting next to her, making her look over at me. She swayed and I grabbed her, holding her steady.

"Woah, you're...you're really tall, you know that?" She slurred, tilting her head up to look at me.

I chuckled and rubbed her back, "I know, sweetheart...come on, let's head up to your room—"

"No! I'm not tired!" She said, suddenly struggling against me. My eyes widened and quickly I tried to diffuse the situation.

"Ok! That's ok, dear, we don't have to sleep...let's just head up there and get more comfortable, hm?" I suggested and she stopped struggling.

"Oh, Ok..." she complied and started walking, making me inwardly sigh in relief.

I picked her up, not trusting the stairs we'd have to climb, and started walking with her. Luckily for me she was too incapacitated to fight against me. Her body just laid limply against me, and her arms were wrapped around my neck.

She wrapped her legs around my waist, and just then a loud thunderclap made the house shake slightly. She jumped, and hugged me tighter.

I started climbing the stairs, rubbing her back gently. I lightly trailed my claws down her back, and she slowly relaxed.