Alastor x Fem!Reader

Chapter 15

Header art by me! Also, sorry this chapter is short. Where it ended just felt like a good place to stop it.

You saw Alex approach his house from your perch on his doorstep.

"Hey Alex," you called out to him. He looked up, smiled and you and walked faster.

"(Y/n)! How's it been?" He unlocked his door and let you inside.

"Life has it's ups and downs. How about you?" You followed him to his couch and took a seat next to him.

"Great."

"Husk told me you have good advice when it comes to love? Cuz I'm kind of in trouble right now," you held your tail and wrung it in your hands.

"Let me make some tea and then tell me everything," he said, standing up and making his way to his kitchen. A few minutes later, you heard whistling and then it abruptly stopped. Alex walked back out with two cups and a red tin tea kettle.

He poured you some and you took it. It was peppermint.

"I think it probably started when I met him," you said. "He was so much like me. He murdered people, systematically, of course. We share a  similar sense of humor. I fell in love with him almost immediately."

"Who is it we're talking about here, Husk?" He laughed a bit.

"No, no. Husk is kind of like a father to me. No, we're talking about Alastor, the Radio Demon."

Alex's eyes blue and yellow eyes went wide.

"You're in love with the Radio Demon!?" He set his tea down and put his head in his hands. "You are going to die, (y/n)."

"No. I think he might... Like me back," you placed your tea on the table and rested your hands in your lap.

Alex looked back at you.

"Tell me why," he tented his fingers while his tail flicked beside him.

"We slept together," you said, forgetting that it could mean to things.

"You fucked the Radio Demon!?" He had the exact same reaction as Angel.

"No! I mean in the literal sense. We slept in the same bed. No sex involved," your face blushed a light pink.

"Okay. Because if you two did do that, he definitely loves you. So if you shared a bed, what makes you nervous about telling him?" He picked up his tea and sipped at it again.

"It's not that easy," you rubbed the back of your neck.

"I know, believe me. I've been rejected so many times, but accepted so many times too. Just be yourself. I know it's such a cliche, but it works. When are you planning on telling him?" Alex patted your shoulder.

"Christmas morning."

"Oh now that's fucking adorable. Please record it. I want to see that," he squealed like DogsEyeNebula when they read Sassy Fox's books.

"I will, Alex. I promise," you chugged the rest of your tea and stood up. "Well, I better go. I still haven't decided what song I wanted to sing at the hotel for the holidays."

"Alright, be safe on the way home. I'll come to your performance, too, I love hearing people sing," he called after you as you walked out the door.

"Bye!" You closed the door and began to walk back home.