Haunted (Alastor X Reader)

Chapter 47

"Darling?"

Your lovers voice was comforting as he spoke, like being wrapped in a warm blanket after playing out in the snow. You opened your eyes, and looked about at your surroundings.

Your gaze averted from Alastor and took in the sea of red above you with the glowing pentacle at the center of the sky. Skyscrapers and big bright neon signs scattered in the environment as far as the eye could see. Lights advertising things, buzzwords such as "booze", "drugs", and "sex" seemed to litter the sky in fluorescent shades; but mostly consisted of just a charming "Welcome To Hell!"

"Are you alright, my dear?" You heard him ask. You turned your head back to face him as he was examining you, making sure you were fine at first glance. On your other side appeared to be a rather large building, craning your neck to see you were able to make out "Hazbin Hotel" on the sign. Guess we're here, you thought.

"Uh huh." You nodded, placing a hand over your stomach. "Maybe a little queasy, but nothing I can't ignore."

"Motion sickness perhaps, you're not used to teleporting. Especially not between worlds like that." He muttered softly. He smoothed out your hair and picked off a piece of fuzz that was on your shirt, instinctively causing you to chuckle.

"Al." You said, prompting him to retract his hand. "You're being meticulous. I think the princess has seen fly-away hairs and lint before."

"Details are details, love." He said softly, holding out his hand for you. "When they ask, we met in line getting coffee."

"Oh but when I came up with that excuse it wasn't good enough?" You teased, resting your hand on his and locking your fingers with his.

"I told you it was elegant in it's simplicity." He chuckled.

"Not out loud, ya didn't." You said with a smirk. Taking a deep breath you looked at the door in front of you and tried to calm your nerves, reminding yourself that everything would be fine. But you couldn't shake off the lingering anxiety that seemed to tug on you despite his reassurance.

"I'm nervous." You admitted quietly.

You felt him squeeze your hand and trace small circles on your skin with his thumb.

"You'll do fine, my love." He whispered, leaning down to softly kiss your cheek before his other hand reached for the handle on the large door. "I'm right here with you."

You smiled sweetly up at him and nodded, adjusting your posture and faced the door once more. "Let's do this."

Without wanting to push it off any longer Alastor opened the door and, matching your pace, stepped inside with you. Looking up you gazed around at the interior design, noting the sea of reds and purples that seem to incapsulate the entirety of this floor of the hotel. Barely taking in your surroundings, you let out a small high pitched squeak as you were almost bombarded by a sudden embrace.

Your eyes darted to Al next to you, who was still holding your hand and merely smirked; letting out a soft laugh as he looked at you. Confused, your eyes panned over to whoever had their arms wrapped around you only to see whitish blonde nestled by your shoulder. You kept your arms at your sides and stood there awkwardly, not really sure how to react and just letting it happen.

"Y/n," Al started with the amused grin still on his face. "This is Charlie. Charlie, this is my beloved."

"Did not expect you to be a hugger." You said softly with a little laugh as she pulled away. "Hi there."

At first impression, she was a pretty young woman; her features fell on the very soft side of the spectrum with bright red and yellow doe-eyes, a button nose and very rosey cheeks. Her smile was just as wide as Alastor's and just filled to the brim with excitement.