**T/n POV**
The night passes quickly; many sinners were completely drunk, so I didn’t separate from the others for a moment. Now everyone is leaving.
When it’s just us left, we head to our rooms, though I go with Al.
“Ah, I just remembered, do you want your gift?”
Al: “Do you want yours?”
I nod. I open a portal to get his gift. We turn at the same time (longest word in the chapter): A book.
“This is yours,” I say, exchanging them.
Al: “The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter?”
(Please, get the reference)
“A magic book?”
We look at each other. I laugh.
“Did you read my mind?” I say, laughing.
Al: “I could ask you the same thing!” He says, joining in the laughter. I look at him; it’s nice to see him truly laugh.
It’s not worth lying to myself anymore. I’m not a child. Maybe you’re right; I do like him.
I know.
I know you know.
Al: “Do you want to know the plot?”
I wake up.
“No! No spoilers!”
Al: “As you wish,” he says, raising his hands in a sign of peace.
(Ironically)
Then he sighs, as if a weight has been lifted off his shoulders... but I don’t know why.
“What?”
Al: “I was tempted to commit some murders, but I held back… You told me not to start any fights.”
“Aww, you thought of me?” I say, placing a hand on my heart.
Al: “In any case, the evening didn’t go as well as it could have.” I sigh at that statement.
**Alastor POV**
Did I say something wrong? I look at her, confused. Then I reconsider.
Al: “But tomorrow is ‘Christmas,’ so it’ll be better,” I say, trying to cheer her up. She smiles at me… I like it when she smiles.
Because obviously, you don’t like it the rest of the time.
I’m not saying that.
You know it, admit it.
It’s hard, and you know it.
I give up.
All in good time, and I didn’t say I don’t like it, so maybe you’ve won. Who knows?
Really?! (Happy voice)
A “maybe” doesn’t mean “yes.” Maybe I’m just teasing you; what do you know?
I know everything about you.
“But I’d like to go check on Angel, see how he’s doing.”
Al: “Go ahead, I’ll be here, in case they’re doing something else.” He smiles and leaves the room.
**T/n POV**
I knock on Angel’s door. Not hearing an answer, I try to listen by pressing my ear to the door, confirming they aren’t doing anything else, and slowly enter.
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Hell's Angel (Alastor×Reader)
Fanfiction📣READ!📣 I advise you to place the letters at their maximum size. An angel in hell? Strange right? How can a sinful angel be one? Well. Find out in this show. T/n= Your Name. sorry but I made mistakes in all the chapters, since all of my stories ar...