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The Egg bois swarmed around Alastor, curiosity was radiating from their wide eyes. "Are those your ears or your hair? I can't tell." "Boss can i touch your staff thing?" "I like your suit!" "What are the antlers for?" They peppered him with questions, unrelenting.
Alastor's eye twitched; his refined features strained to maintain composure. His grip on your arm tightened, propelling him forward. Irritation simmered beneath his polished exterior.
Your amusement grew, stifling laughter. It really was such a rare occasion, seeing him struggling to maintain a proper decorum. Alastor's conflicted expression – irritated yet restrained – was endearing. Your smile broadened, captivated by his struggle. Your day was already considered completed seeing a whole new expression of his, personally, really, he was as captivating as he was described.
"Alastor, they're just curious," you teased, patting his arm. "Humor them."
He shot you a sideways glance, eyes flashing with playful warning. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" His low tone vibrated with amusement.
Your laughter spilled over, unrestrained. "Guilty."
Alastor's lips curled into a wry smile. "You're not helping, My love.”
You covered your mouth, veiling your smile with your free hand. "Alright, alright, sorry..." A chuckle escaped, betraying your apology. Laughter danced in your eyes, and your voice trembled with mirth. The slight tremble of your shoulders still betrayed your laughter. You can't help it after all. It was really...
Alastor's gaze narrowed, playful warning sparkling within. "Behave," he whispered, his ever present smile curling into a subtle smirk.
Your eyes locked onto his, amusement intensifying. "I'll try to compose myself," you promised, struggling to contain giggles.
A looming shadow darkened the air, and Zestial's imposing figure emerged, casting a formidable presence. Your eyes narrowed, awed by the legendary spider demon's towering stature, his frame rivaling a skyscraper. The air vibrated with his aura. You indeed felt that way, afterall you were atleast a few head shorter than Alastor and then you saw Zestial, who's even taller than the Deer of yours, it was but intimidating, to say the least.
"Hark, Alastor," Zestial rumbled, his deep voice echoing through the space. "How fare thee this day?" His gaze swept across you, intrigued.
Alastor's grip on your arm tightened, betraying nervousness. You discreetly patted his hand, offering comfort. His tense expression softened slightly, though wariness lingered. You concealed your worry as to not give anything away and cause more trouble than it was. But your heart still can't help but have faint sense of worry.
The Egg bois, oblivious to the tension, interrupted. "Who's that boss?" one exclaimed. "Want me to rough him up for you?"
Alastor stiffened, releasing your arm. Bending down, he tapped his cane firmly on the Egg boi's head. "Follow in silence... if you value your shell." His warning glance silenced the trio.
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PSYCHOPATHIC || ALASTOR x FEM READER
FanfictionYou were pretty hopeless as you lay on the dark green grass, as you see your own blood probably pooling beneath your body.. Pretty much deserved all of this, since you just tried to mimic that one TV show character you were so onto about and got sec...
