Time Warp (Alastor x OC)

Ch 5

Al looks more simple but took longer because drawing men has never been my strong suit.

When I tell you I specifically learned how to draw men just so I could draw Alastor, you better believe me😂😂

I might paint the sketch of Fawn, I think it turned out cute.

Alastor's POV

My back rested against my bed's headboard, my arms behind my head as I sat in deep thought.

Every single alarm was blaring in my mind, telling me to dispose of this woman. To get rid of her before she can turn me in.

However, I do not like killing women.

Had she been a man she would already be sectioned off and stored in my cellar.

Those eyes, that way she was looking at me-ugh, I just wanted to at least give her a chance to explain herself.

Even if her explanation is utterly ridiculous.

A deep sigh pushed out of my lungs as I let my eyes close.

Utterly ridiculous...but I can't shake the feeling of her being just a bit odd.

The way she curses, the way she holds herself...it's fascinating. She speaks with a completely different accent and tone than any woman I know would, and those clothes.

I don't think I've ever seen a lady show so much skin.

To be completely honest, I was more worried about what could've happened had any other man beside me found her- she's tiny, petite, and was wearing basically underwear.

My brain was still fighting over whether or not I should believe her. On one hand, if she's lying to me I'll have to kill her.

But then I'll also have to kill her if she can't get home...

That's non negotiable, I cannot just have her running around knowing my secret, and I most certainly don't want her in my house for the rest of my life.

I feel like it'll be amusing watching her try various methods to try and make time travel happen. That's what I can't wrap my brain around.

Time travel.

She says she's from the future, and acts like she isn't from this time-but, come on, time travel?

She probably just hit her head a little too hard.

Even so, my original statement to her still stands...if she got here, there must be a way for her to return.

There has to be.

A gentle knock against my door silenced my thoughts, and my eyes snapped open. Looking towards the door, I lifted a smile onto my face and answered the knock.

"Come in!" I called, and I watched the doorknob turn very slowly before she pushed the door open.

Then my eyes widened when she partially shuffled into my room with nothing but a towel wrapped securely around her body.

"Al-Alastor..." she stuttered, keeping her eyes to the floor.

It took me a second to snap out of my surprise and I blinked, shaking my head.

"Yes, sweetheart?" I asked, trying to fight the embarrassed blush that wanted to dust my nose. No woman would ever be taught to walk out looking so lewd...she is a strange one.

"I- um...I don't have anything to wear..." she said, her voice sounding small.

My eyes widened and I immediately pushed myself off of my bed, heading over to my dresser that had various night shirts in it.