Hazbin Hotel Fluff [requests closed]

Alastor x reader pt.2🍓

Tysm for the request! I hope you like it C:
I'm glad people genuinely enjoy this- my friends are all making fun of their old serious accs and how they just made a new joke one bc it was funny and I've just picked this one right back up ;0; I don't want to let y'all down auuuUugg

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You sidled into the hotel; the unusual quiet was one of those quiets that felt like it shouldn't be disturbed. It also felt eternal, a good quiet that was sure it would last a while longer. That was why you jumped when the crackle of a radio sounded from the far corner. You whipped around, muscles taut, until they relaxed at the realisation that it was just Alastor. He was looking at you expectantly, bearing his trademark grin. You hurried over to him joyfully, happy to have some company.
Before you had even stopped beside him, he  greeted you with a hearty "why, hello, my dear! Just who I wanted to see!"
You took a breath to reply, then noticed a jukebox beside him, placed near the blackjack table, the wood's colour starkly different from the pale grey of the bar walls.
You turned back to Alastor and asked if it had always been there.
"No! I just got it in this afternoon, and I was wondering if you'd like to be the one to try it out!"
You smiled gently. "I bet you just took it from another bar, right?"
"Whatever do you mean?" Alastor tilted his head and leaned forwards slightly. "I simply 'permanently borrowed' it. They won't be missing it, I promise you!" A faint laugh track followed, and before you had a chance to reply, he wrapped his arm around your back and ushered you towards it. "Now, my dear," he said, producing a coin out of his back pocket, "go right ahead!"
You slowly raised your arm, buying yourself some time to find the slot, before depositing the unknown amount of money into the machine. You extended an index finger to select a song. Your skin barely brushed the first button before an old-fashioned jazz song began blaring energetically from the speakers, with the tell-tale grainy simmer of noise overlaying it.
"Excellent choice!" Alastor exclaimed behind you, though you smirked, knowing that he had absolutely set this up beforehand. He took your left arm with his right and spun you around to face him, raising his other arm to rest on the top of your back.
"Wait! How do I dance?" you blurted out, a sudden self-consciousness rising like mist inside you.
"Don't worry," Alastor hummed, lowering his tone, "just follow my lead."
Slightly confused at the vague instructions, you tried your best to follow anyway. At first, you heart beat nervously as you tried your best to fully concentrate on not stepping on any toes, but as you relaxed into the rhythm, you found yourself grinning wholeheartedly as you were spun and twirled, dipped and lifted, the mist of insecurity evaporating like the morning dew. Alastor held you close to his chest, occasionally breaking out into passionate song alongside the track, holding your gaze when he could. The hands interlocking with yours clasped confident and firm. His eyes seemed to glow with contentment whenever you laughed, or smiled excitedly, reflecting the same happiness. Even though you had never danced like this once, the moves eventually seemed like muscle memory, and the moments blurred. Though the song only lasted for a few minutes, it felt like hours— long, utopian hours— near the end of which it seemed that even your heartbeats were synchronised. In fact, when it did end, you were so fully expecting it to continue that you carried on for another step, nearly pulling Al along with you and falling over.
Eyes previously closed tight to prepare for impact, you slowed opened them again as you realised you couldn't feel the ragged carpet on your back. You were met with Alastor's amused expression.
"Got a bit too enthusiastic, did we?"
You smiled awkwardly and nodded, allowing Alastor to lift you up and set you down upright. You were about to thank him, when you were swept off your feet again and pulled close to him. Your head rested in the nook of his neck, and his arms wrapped around your entire back and just far down enough on your legs that you wouldn't start falling from his grip. A faint, fruity scent blossomed from somewhere inder his collar. Your eyes were wide with surprise, but just as you were about to close them, Alastor took you by the shoulders and held you at arm's length.
"Thank you for the glorious time I've had today, (Y/n)! I'll definitely request your services again whenever I want a dance. You're the person to go to!"
"N-no, thank you!" you objected hastily, "it was really fun, honestly. It was you who invited me..."
"So you'll join me another time?"
You met his eyes steadily. "Of course, Al. I can't wait." You paused. "Can you put me down, now?"
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Aaaaaaa I hope you enjoyed that peeps! (If the person who requested this would like me to edit any of that, please let me know!!) Phew, it's been a while since I've written properly! We've just been doing writing analysis and essays in class, and when we do write creatively we're told what to write about ('∀｀=) As far as reading out loud in class goes tho, I had no idea I had so many illiterate people in my class ಠ_ಠ
On another note, we're on 9k reads baybee!!!THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE SUPPORT WHAT THE HECK???