My husband is a demon! (Alastor x reader)

Chapter 27

Alastor. Exterminations. My own mental sanity. If this was food, I'd have a buffet from how much bullshit is going on in my life right now. Different varieties of food too. 19.99 special on Thursdays.

I use humor to cope with my mental illnesses because I've never properly learned how to deal with things like a normal Angel. It's what you get for having both mommy and daddy issues.

I stood from my couch after disassociating for the last, Jesus Christ it's 9pm. I stood up. Maybe I just needed a nice shower. I hadn't showered in like two years but in my defense, we don't really need to shower. We just kinda do it for funsies.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Bruh. Am I just famous today? Did my secret fanfiction account get exposed?

I walked over to the door to see an Angel version of Alastor holding flowers and a card.

"Hel~" I slammed the door in his face. Nope.

It was silent for a few minutes. I almost thought he was gone.

"Dear, I just want to talk with you." I could hear through the door

"Yeah well I don't want to talk to you. Leave me alone" I shouted back

"Just give me five minutes. That's all I need and if you ask me to leave, then I will do so"

I frowned. I didn't want to give him a chance but if I didn't, I know he would continue to bother me.

I opened the door and step aside, allowing him in.

"You've got five minutes" I said coldly, not looking in his direction.

"That night dear, I had every intention of seeing you."

"I could tell you did" I hissed at him.

"Look those letters weren't from me."

"They were in your handwriting"

"Yes but I did not write them"

"Sure you didn't"

"Y/n please. If I wanted to kill or hurt you, I wouldn't have waited over 4 years to do so"

I looked at him. In a way, he would be right.

"That day, I came home while you were out with Rosie. You left me a letter asking for a date to be pushed back to 830 due to you not finding the right thing to wear" he showed me the letter.

It was in my handwriting but it was not from me.

"I never will rush a lady trying to look her best." He continued on "I ran a few errands and came back with the full intention of seeing you at the house. When I stepped in around 7:50, you weren't there. I walked into the bedroom and saw this letter" he showed me the one that he "wrote" requesting me to have dinner at 6pm instead because he had plans after dinner he couldn't cancel.

"By the time I made it to the restaurant, you were yelling at someone who was fronting me. However if you were to have paid attention, I never am without my cane " he showed me the last letter "finally, I would've never insulted you this hard. I'm pretty straight forward and if I would've had intentions of hurting you, I would've want to see it face to face. Not behind a window."

He did make a point. He's too sadistic to not watch someone he put in pain.

"How did you get here?" I asked him.

"That, I can't tell you why due to a deal I have made but I came here to make things right. This and to finally see my mother"

"Even if that's all true, why should I believe you? What we had was wrong! An Angel and a demon have no right even being friends."

"Technically right now, I am an Angel" he tried getting smart with me "and when you're in your demon disguise, you are a demon like me"

I was trying not to crack a smile. That is the dumbest thing I've heard all day and Adam was here.

"Ooouuu looks like I got you" he chuckled "look darling, if I didn't really care, I wouldn't have spent 2 years waiting for you and another year looking for you."

"You've been In heaven for a year already?"

"I have to say, I can understand why people choose to remain good but I do think my brain can't handle but a few more years of this. Darling I've been in hell for 78 years. You just get wired that way"

I looked at him wide eyed. He's been dead for 78 years?!

"Ummm Alastor?"

"Yes?"

"How old are you"

He thought for a moment. He died when he was 31. He died in 1929. It's currently 2010 according to his knowledge. So if you add the numbers together.

"112 I believe"

I coughed a bit. 112?!

"Oh" is all I could say.

"How old are you darling?"

"Um. 26..."

I couldn't hear radio static from him like I could hear in hell but according to his facial expression, it would've been a screech goin on.

"Only 26?"

"Yep."

"You must have a thing for silver foxes like myself" he laughed. Trying to break the awkwardness of it all. It did not.

"Shut up"

"Even still dear, we are dead. Technically I died at 30 so it's not horrible when you think about it"

"We aren't dead" I told him "you are. I'm still in my first life."

"Tomato, tomato. Point is, I'm willing to spend much more time with you. It could even be eternity. If I had to stay in heaven to be with you, I'll learn a new hobby"

"Murdering people is not a hobby"

"Is to"

"Is not"

"Is to"

"Is not"

"Think what you will my little dove, it's just a simple little hobby"

"Shut up"

"You know I can't do that"

"It's called closing your face hole"

"Yes, how does that work" he grinned.

I laughed. I did partially miss our little flirtatious banter.

"All jokes aside, let me give you the true night I had planned"

"Alastor, I don't know. I don't know if I'm ready to re-enter hell again and try this all again"

"That's why I have it planned here. In heaven" he smiled "give me two days. I will pick you up at 7pm. No matter if any mysterious notes appear deal" he held out his hand.

"Deal" I shook it. I had nothing else better to do.

"Well this was a productive meeting" he adjusted his brown tone suit jacket.

"Alastor wait" I said while he was opening my door "be careful. Regardless if you're Angel fronting, if a higher up reads your soul, they'll find out you're a demon"

"That's why I've been on the downlow"

"Mmhmm and knowing your ego, how long will that last"

"No idea! Goodnight my darling. I'll see you in two days at 7pm sharp. Don't be late" he left out the door with his grin.