December 1, 1922
New Orleans, 5:55 p.m.
La Maison d' Alastor✧˚ · .* ˚ ✦
It was 5:30 p.m., and [Y/N] found herself sitting on the couch, stitching up a white and pink checkered pattern dress. This was your new passion project. Making at home dresses from scratch. You really enjoyed doing it and have finished 4 dresses so far, with this one about to be your 5th. Not only was a productive hobby that challenged and kept you busy when you were home alone, but your lovely fiance Alastor took pleasure in seeing your stitches and what would manifest from them.
So far, he has loved every dress that you made, but his favorite was the one you were today. It was this [F/C] dress with a [F/C] sweep and white hemline with the bodice having a white background and [F/F] floral design on top of it. Tnis dress was also your favorite, too, since it had your favorite color and flower pattern on it.
Whenever Alastor would see you in it, you noticed that he would be extra lovey with you as well as eye you down for prolong periods of time, with this lost in a trance type look on his face. Speaking of your husband, he was going to be home very shortly. He always made it back from his radio show at about 5:55 on the dot. You found this cute and quite symbolic in a lighthearted spiritual way.
*The sound of the keys unlocking the door can be heard*
Opening the door at his usual time was Alastor. Almost instinctively, he shouted in glee, "Darling, I'm home!" Turning your head to face your lover, you got up from the couch placing your needle and thread down, making sure you wouldn't lose it and rushed over to your husband to give him warm embrace with a kiss.
"I'm so you're home hun! How was work today?" You asked as you wrapped your tiny frame around his and layed your head in his chest. Alastor looked down at you with a soft smile as he held you similarly. It made him so happy that you were so happy with him. He couldn't replace your joy of him being in your life for anything. Looking back up from you, he responded to your question.
"It was amazing, dear! Jessie had finished the last of the reports for me that I needed to do for my last episode of the series. I'm so glad I have her around to help assist me." He said joyfully, still holding you.
Hearing that name caused your smile to fade from your face as well as your mood drop suddenly. Jessie was Alastor's new assistant after his old one suddenly disappeared without a trace. She had been around for only 2 weeks now, but it seemed that her being around has not only helped your husband finish his reports in a timely manner but even brightened his mood.
Still holding him, you could feel the intrusive thoughts start to creep in suddenly. "He's going to leave you for her." and "What if she's planning to take your husband away from you.", "Has he been sleeping with her, and that's why he is always happy." As well as, "You're not good enough for him." The thoughts kept coming in one after the other like manufactured defects on a convayer belt.
You began to hold your fiancé tighter before closing your eyes and burying your face into his chest.
"It sounds like you had another successful day." You stated with weak enthusiasm to your voice, but wanting to show you were happy he was happy because you were genuinely glad for him, but you couldn't help but feel insecure due to this girl.
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Alastor knew that tone. He had been with you for about 11 years now and was able to read you like a handbook. He could tell immediately something he said was bothering you, but you didn't want to say it. The look at your face spoke it. You eyes more softer, but glossy, and your hold on him firm but gentle as if you thought you might lose him at any given second. Alastor was going to speak before you started up again.
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"A Hellish Scenario" [Alastor x Reader : Request : CLOSED FOR NOW]
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