Damned (Alastor x OC)

Ch 37

Hey there might not be any art for a few chapters, I'm like right in the middle of moving houses.

When everything stops being crazy I'll get back on my grind😘

Aria's POV

I woke up to an unfamiliar, but very welcome feeling.

Burying my nose further into the soft fluff, I breathed in deeply. Angel always smells like vanilla roses...

He squeezed me slightly, and then grumbled something that I couldn't quite understand.

It was then I realized that we fell sleep in Alastor's bed last night. Shit. Shit, he's gonna be so pissed off.

I sat up slightly, "Angel...wake up, we gotta get you outta here before Al sees that you slept in his bed..." I whispered to him, and he groaned and covered his eyes with one arm.

With another arm he lazily pointed behind me.

"Smls s' ova de'r..." he mumbled tiredly, making me turn around quickly.

Confusion was the first emotion that passed through my brain. He was passed out in his rocking chair, his head rested on his fist.

There was an open book laying in his lap, about halfway read.

My initial confusion melted away and I pushed my hair back before smiling softly.

"Oh, you big softie..." I murmured, sliding my legs out from under the covers. I was currently wearing one of his black T shirts, it came down to cover just around my mid thigh.

It was more of a dress on me.

I walked over to him, and gently I replaced his fist with my hand, holding his head up as I grabbed the book with my other hand.

Keeping his page, I closed the book and put it on the small table next to the chair. Using my now free hand, I placed it against his cheek and gently rubbed my thumbs over his face.

"Baby, wake up..." I hummed softly, and he pulled in a quick air intake, his eyes squeezing tightly for a second.

Then his eyes opened barely, taking just a second to focus on me before they opened wider.

He picked his head up out of my palm, and looked around, squinting slightly.

His eyes settled on the door leading to the balcony, observing for a moment. The light color of the sky must've told him what he needed to know.

"Good morning, my love," he said, then stretched, wincing.

"Remind me next time to just kick the spider out of my bed..." he grumbled and I giggled. My fingers ran through his hair, gently detangling.

"Will do...it was very nice of you to let him sleep in here, by the way," I said and he blushed, hiding it with a small cough and swiftly turning his head to the side.

"Nonsense...I...you were asleep, is all, I didn't want to disturb you," he said and I rolled my eyes.

"Sure thing," I kissed his cheek, "tough guy", I added and his teeth grit slightly.

Glancing over my shoulder I saw Angel who had fallen back to sleep. I went to go back over to the bed, but there was the feeling of something grabbing my wrist before I could get two feet.

I turned and saw Alastor looking up at me with an expression on his face that was just a little bit uneasy.

"Let him sleep, dear...uh...can I speak with you? Alone..." he said quietly, and I furrowed my eyebrows, giving him a small smile.