Soulmates From Below ~AlastorxReader~

Chapter 3

You stood there dumbfounded. Your whole life you feared dying because you didn't want to die alone....and this whole time, the love of your (after) life was here all along. With new found passion, you decided to head to the hotel anyway. You needed a place to stay, and the girl on the TV seemed rather nice. Probably as nice as you're going to get in hell.

Staying in the dark to remain low key, you made your way to the hotel. The address was given on the news station, and to your dismay, you were forced to interact with demons for directions. They ridiculed you.

One of the demons you asked laughed, "Hah! You're really going to try and get to heaven? Good luck sweetheart. The only way out of here is to die- again!" He walked off into a bar, howling with laughter. At least he told you where to go.

It was only a couple miles from where you were, and you saw the giant sign that read, "Hazbin Hotel".

Could have sworn it was the Happy Hotel..

Nervously walking toward the two large front doors, you shifted around before allowing your knuckles to make contact with the stained glass. You could hear thumping from small footsteps that excitedly ran to the door. It swung in and there stood a girl with golden hair. She was the one on the TV. You could smell cajun food coming from inside the hotel. It made your stomach grumble.

"OHHHH Hello!!! My name is Charlie! Are you here for the Happy Hotel??" She jumped around excitedly showing off her large smile.

"Yes...nice to meet you Charlie. I'm (y/n)" You internally smacked your head. Why were you so socially awkward? Your stomach interrupted your thoughts, growling even louder than before.

She giggled excitedly and grabbed you hand, "You must be hungry (y/n)! Come and eat! I'll check you in after dinner."

Without the chance to reply, she pulled you toward the dining hall where she sat you down at a large table. There were other demons there. A tall, spider like demon with a surprisingly good figure; a moth demon with a pink X over her left eye; a cat demon who was practically made for a casino; and, a small cyclops demon whose smile was pretty contagious.

They all chattered and spoke to each other with ease. Charlie clapped her hands and gestured a hand toward you.

"Everyone, this is (y/n)! They are our first real client!" Charlie's positivity was refreshing and you found it comforting to be around her. After they all waved at you (except Husk who made an approving grunt), they went back to their thoughtless chatter.

The smell from earlier filled the room even more intensely. The intoxicating stream danced into your nostrils, cause your stomach to reply angrily. You were so hungry. Just as a small amount of drool created a flowing oasis inside your mouth, a door flung open. Your breathing hitched.

There they were.

Those eyes.

Those beautiful, red, large, captivating eyes.

They stared back at you, pausing for only a moment before continuing to the table.

"Here we are, my mothers delicious jambalaya! Hope you all are hungry!" said the demon. His aura entranced you.

Your stomach growled in response, causing your cheeks to flush.

He laughed heartily, "Guess I'll be serving you first, my dear". As the words flowed from his lips, he poured you two bountiful scoops into the empty, white bowl which resided before you. After filling everyone's plates, he made his way toward the empty seat beside you and sat down. He didn't say anything. Didn't even look at you. Just hummed happily as he grabbed his utensil and began to eat.