"I'm so relieved."
"No joke," you agreed. Signaling to turn left into a plaza as you watched for traffic. "Good to finally hear an answer."
"I can't believe your other doctor told you your symptoms might have been psychosomatic," Alastor lamented. "What a quack."
"To be fair, what other basis did they have to go off of when I couldn't afford a more thorough exam?"
"Still, having someone medically gaslight you into thinking there's nothing wrong is ghastly and unprofessional."
"Good job hun, you used the word gaslight right." You chuckled with a soft sense of amusement.
"Well I have you to thank for teaching me. We didn't have such terms in my time."
"Next week we'll work on slang." You smiled with a hint of teasing sarcasm.
"Sounds lit."
"Okay, no. Never mind."
"Did I use it wrong?"
"No but it sounds weird coming from you." You admitted with a laugh.
"Oh. Word?"
"Stahhhp." You giggled.
Pulling into a parking spot you turned the car off and removed your seatbelt. There was a quaint little sub shop nearby and you were feeling a bit peckish. Probably due to the fact that you didn't eat much for breakfast that morning, but you didn't have much of an appetite then either. You felt a bit rattled before your appointment and you weren't really in the mood to eat; however, now that things were looking up and put into motion for you to recover, your appetite was now back in full swing.
"You don't mind grabbing an early lunch with me, do you?" You asked. "Prescription's not ready to pickup for another twenty minutes anyway, so I figured we'd kill some time and grab a bite."
"I don't mind at all, darling."
Both of you exited the car and made your way to the little restaurant. Alastor holding the door open for you as he allowed you to walk in first. A small little cough leaving your lips as you covered your mouth with your inner elbow.
Glancing around you noticed there was only one other person dining inside, who was wearing a bulky set of headphones and seemed to be paying attention to whatever he was doing in his phone. Aside from that, the only other person seemed to be an employee who came out as they heard the sound of the door opening. It was quiet, the lunch rush hadn't seem to come storming in yet.
After ordering you both got your food and sat down next to one of the windows. The employee returning back to wherever they were lurking before you two had walked in. Still eerily quiet aside from the faint sound of loud music coming from the other strangers headphones.
"Cannot wait to tell Jess the diagnosis." You mentioned as you took your last bite. "She's been bugging me all morning with text messages."
"It's sweet how much she cares about you." He said. "Having friends like that is a good thing."
"Indeed. I'm very grateful. She must be reevaluating the whole friendship with me right now," you half joked with a light little laugh. "Between yesterday and before that finding out we got married way after the fact, I think she's gonna be a lot more skeptical and nosy with me."
"Well you both have the rest of eternity to get passed that." He said matter of factly as he finished his food. "Maybe if you're willing to wait a while, she could be your maid of honor when we have an official wedding."
"What do you mean?" You wondered. Furrowing a brow as you looked at him with great intrigue.
"Well, she's going to hell too now so odds are we'll bump into her. You can rekindle from there."
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Haunted (Alastor X Reader)
RomantikA new home and a fresh start, just what you needed to get yourself out of a funk and have a fresh attitude on life. Sure it came at the mercy of unfortunate circumstances, but as the saying goes: when one door closes, another one opens. But what hap...