||~No one's POV.~||
There was definitely an awkward silence between all of them but Alastor and M/n gazes were locked on each other as if they were judging each other. Demar looked over at Niffty as she smiled at him and waved which made him giggle a bit before waving back. M/n looked at his younger brother before looking back at Alastor who motioned them to sit. So they sat down while Alastor sat down across of them with Niffty sitting on his desk.
"So, are you sure you both are just what you call drones...?" Alastor asked. "Well....not completely.." M/n responded as he let out a deep exhale as he looked down at the ground.Questioning all his wrong doings as well as his brothers. What would have life been for them if they hadn't been forced to kill all those innocent lives. What would those kids have grown up to be...What would have they grown up to be...
"So what are you both then?" Alastor asked interrupting his train of thoughts. He looked back up at Alastor not noticing the tears of oil on his face. But Alastor noticed and without thinking he had cupped the other mans cheek and wiped his tears away which made M/n eyes widen and Niffty and Demar staring at them with their mouths open in shock.
Alastor looked down at M/n before realising what he had done and quickly pulling his hand away from his cheek thinking he had made the other man uncomfortable but in reality it made M/n feel better. The touch was soft, gentle, warm..just like how he remembered his fathers touch. Ah...his father he still doesn't remember his face ever since his Dad suddenly disappeared from their house and their mother said he was dead. After that..she began her stupid children killer journey.
"Sorry." Alastor apologised as he bowed his head in an apologetic manner. "It's alright and we're murder drones by the way." He replied as he smiled warmly at Alastor. There was a moment of silence before Alastor broke it with another question. "So you both killed people?" "Yes, children but we were forced to." M/n said as his thoughts drifted back to his mother before shaking his head trying to get the thoughts out of his head. "How exactly were you forced?" He snickered as he put his head on both his hands which were rested on his knees. "Our souls were forced into the drones and we were programmed to lure children and kill them."
"Though we managed to remember what happened before that and well..killed every worker in the playcare and took over but...one worker set everywhere on fire which finally killed most of us if not all of us though I kind of led the whole rampage." Alastor was about to reply before he heard Niffty speak. "Such a bad boy..~" She cackled as Alastor pat her head. "So what's your amazing backstory Alastor?"
"Well I lived a double life as a radio host and serial killer in New Orleans I was never caught but I died before old age unfortunately from a dog incident. When I came to hell, I had...raw power. I took down Overlords who were at the top for centuries and I got my title the Radio Demon." "Wow.." M/n and his brother said at the same time before M/n asked. "Soooo since we're staying here, are we friends now?" "Yes of course dear." Alastor replied his sharp grin growing wider and more genuine.
"I'm happy you're my friend Alastor."
"Me too..mon chéri."
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||~Bound in Hell~|| Alastor x Male Reader/OC
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