Time Warp (Alastor x OC)

Ch 3

Thirsty, anyone?

Fawn's POV

The walk back to Alastor's house was uneventful. Many people said hello to him, and with him by my side I barely got a single glance.

Some ladies glared at me. That was about it.

I guess he really is the darling of New Orleans.

Eventually, we left the main city and got started on a quiet path through the woods. I noticed it was actually the same woods I'd woken up in, funny enough.

"You live out in the woods?" I asked curiously, my voice still sounding a bit mousy. He hummed, our arms were still looped together like we were simply taking an afternoon stroll.

"Yes indeedy I do, little darling," he chirped, "I prefer the...seclusion."

When he said that his voice took on a deeper note, and I simply nodded, deciding not to ask anymore questions.

A few more minutes and a clearing opened up, revealing a mansion that made my lips part as my eyes lifted to take it all in.

Ivy crawled up the sides of the old house, large columns adorning a grand front porch making a loud statement.

The statement being "hey, I have money."

We ascended the stairs, and I just looked around in awe at all of it.

He shoved a key into the oak door and turned it before pushing the heavy door open.

Stepping aside, he bowed and motioned me in. I smiled at that gentlemanly gesture, and took a step up and into the house.

The inside was just as nice as the outside.

Neutral colors along with warm reds adorned the sitting area. Several deer antlers lined the wall above the fireplace.

It gave off a cozy cabin vibe.

"Wow..." I breathed, not thinking. After hearing my soft expression of awe, he chuckled.

"Like it?" He asked and I looked towards him, smiling a bit more comfortably now.

"It's amazing, really gorgeous. Do you have a wife?" I asked him, looking over all the beautiful details.

He held his hands out, "no wife to be had, here, cher," he said with a shrug. I lifted my eyebrows in surprise and hummed shortly, still observing the inside of the house.

Returning my gaze to him, I couldn't help but feel just a little out of place. It felt almost like I was on a movie set-like this world is simply a stage.

But there's nothing I can do about that...so I just smiled, taking a couple steps closer to him. He placed his hands behind his back and watched me with a relaxed grin.

"Let's start over, shall we?" he asked, bending forward slightly and extending his hand to me, "my name is-"

"Alastor," I cut him off as I took his hand, grinning softly, "and it's a pleasure to meet you outside of a screen...my name is Fawn," I introduced, and he furrowed his brows.

"So, I'm guessing you're a fan...?" He asked, my hand still enveloped with his as we looked into each other's eyes.

Shaking my head, I sighed, "no...I'm not. I mean, I enjoyed the one little snippet I got to hear of your broadcast, but other than that..." my words fell off, and he looked even more confused.

Nonetheless, he lifted my hand to his lips and placed a kiss on my knuckles. This immediately made my cheeks burn up, and my lips parted before he let me go and stood back up.