{An Artist's Passion (Alastorxfem!Reader}

{CHAPTER 33: I love you. My children}

Third POV

Alastor woke the next morning. Sitting up, he looked down at y/n sleeping face and smiled softly.

 She was on her left side, facing him. Her eyes were squinted ever so slightly. And she clung to the fabric of his sleeve in her sleep. He softly sighed, turning his attention to the window Nightmare had opened. 

Before the patchwork woman next to him came into his life, he was content with the fact that he would be alone for the rest of his afterlife, gaining power and using it was the only thing on his mind. 

But then he met her and everything changed. He was pulled from his thoughts as y/n stirred next to him as she woke. He looked to her as she sat up, stretching and rubbing her eyes. 

"Good mornin' Love" she yawned turning her head towards him and smiling. 

He pulled her into a hug and nestled his face in her neck. Laughing softly, y/n hugged back, stroking his hair and causing him to relax. 

"What are we gonna do today hmmm" Alastor hummed into her neck. 

"Well. We could go and help the others train the cannibals. Or we could just stay here and sleep." Alastor chuckled. "I like the second option more." Y/n hummed in agreement and laid back down, Alastor following suit as they drifted off yet again, the thought of the impending battle in the farthest depths of their minds.

Wolves Third POV (they finally get a time to shine👏🏻)

Nightmare had opened the curtains for their owner and her guy friend to help. But they just fell asleep again. Looking at each other Snow and Nightmare shook their heads and closed them.

 Trodding back to their beds and lying down. Snow spoke softly "she's happier. Isn't she?" Nightmare nodded "it's cuz of that deer guy." "are we not enough" Snow questioned.

 Nightmare shook his head, "no. that's not it. it's just that we were a platonic love, more like mother and child. but humans need romantic love as well. even if they're dead." 

Snow huffed in annoyance, eyeing Nightmare through the sides of her eyes. Nightmare in turn cuddled closer to her with a small playful smirk "i think someone's jealous that they don't get to sleep in the bed with her anymore because he's there instead."

 Snow deadpanned and the black wolf as he laughed to himself. "sure. says the one who spent his nights howling when she would fall asleep at her desk or somewhere else that was too hard for you to cuddle up to her." 

Nightmare huffed and looked away from the albino female who snickered. Eventually, they both fell asleep as well, heads on each other as they fell into comfortable dreams.

Normal Third POV

Y/n woke around noon to a rustling sound. Looking around the room she tried to determine what it was. 

Which was pretty hard considering Alastor had her in a death grip as he slept. 

She sighed in annoyance as she heard it again.

 'It's coming from the Wolfe's beds' she thought, craning her neck as far as it would to confirm her suspicions. Upon seeing the two moving as if they were in a dream she smiled and laid back down, whispering. 

"I love you. My children."

A/n: I'm sorry I only updated twice last week. It was insanely hectic as I was getting ready for a recital. 29 HOURS OF DANCING OVER FOUR DAYS. God, I'm tired. Buuuut. Snow and Nightmare finally got some attention. I meant to make that happen earlier, sorry😅.