𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 (𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫) 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞!

Chapter 62- Pomegranate

~time skip to early morning~

Alastors POV:

The morning light gleemed into our room and I glanced down at y/n, she was curled up against me holding my chest tightly. Her hair was clinging to her mouth, it was a rather amusing sight.

Hmm... I smirked mischievously as an idea popped into my head.

I leaned over and picked up a glass of water that was placed on my bedside table and splashed it over her head.

"AGH ALASTOR!" She screamed and pushed my body harshly off the bed.

"That hurt!" I exclaimed as I thumped down onto the cold,wooden floor and she stared down at me extremely pissed off .

"You deserved it! What a horrible way to wake me up!" She yelled. I sighed and dusted off my clothes.

"I apologize, sincerely~" I spoke in a sarcastic tone, grinning up at her.

"That doesn't sound very sincere, Alastor." She crossed her arms and turned her back.

I got up and silently, crawling behind her and pounced on her back. We both fell to the floor and she pulled the covers off the bed in a desperate attempt to hold on.

I was ontop of her, pinning her down, she furrowed her brows at me and I smiled smugly down at her.

"I kinda feel like a apple..." She mumbled.

"Hmm...I feel like a pomegranate" I stated and she looked shocked at what I just said.

"No, no I feel like eating an apple" She laughed uncontrollably and sat up.

"Oh we got apples downstairs, want me to cut one up for you?" I asked and helped her up on her feet.

~small time skip~

I stood in the kitchen and y/n entered...wearing my clothes. I looked over to her, baffled.

"So what are you doing pomegranate?" She teased.

"Please don't make that a thing y/n." I narrowed my eyes at her and smashed the knife down through the apple core, in an attempt to make her jump.

"Oh cmon, it's too funny!" She rolled her eyes.

"Why are you wearing my clothes?" I asked.

"I think I look rather distinguished in them! What do you think?" She twirled around and the baggy clothes twisted around her ankles, making her lose balance.

"I think you are going to fall over and bash your head if you walk around in them." I chuckled and caught her.

"Yeah...anyways where's my apple, pomegranate?" She smirked.

"Stop it!" I shoved her face back.

~time skip to mid-day~

We were sitting down at the long, dark oak table. I made some chicken soup which Mimzy bought us, I had to make hers separately since I liked mine a bit more spicier.

I glanced up and y/n looked down forlorn, swirling her spoon around in her bowl.

"What's on your mind, chère?" I asked, worried.

"My mind keeps giving me horrid glimpses of the asylum, I disliked it there and I hated seeing you so low..." She sighed and looked up at me with teary eyes.