Soulmates From Below ~AlastorxReader~

Chapter 12

Silence

Darkness

The air running it's cold fingers through your hair

Your body continued to fall deep into the black void

A voice called to you.

"(Y/n)" it said, "wake up. You're home."

A bright light appeared above you, blinding you with its brilliant glow.

"Wake up (y/n)." It continued to beckon.

The light consumed you.

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"(Y/n), darling! Wake up my dear! We can't have you sleeping all day now!"

You shot up, your eyes crusty and a small string of drool escaping your mouth. His loud, obnoxious voice crashed into your ear drums as you spotted his face not far from yours.

Burying your face into your arms over the counter, you grumbled.

"What do you want, Al" you said, your voice muffled by your arms.

"I'm just notifying you that it is day time my dear!"

Even though you couldn't see it, you knew he was smiling, and it irritated you. Knowing he wasn't going to leave you alone, you stood up and walked into the kitchen, ignoring his existence.

His eye twitched as you dissapeared into the other room.

"Insolent brat..." he thought. Just then, an image popped into his head. You and Vox, sitting cozily on the couch. His arm around you. His hand on your cheek. Him....kissing you.

He quickly shook his head, wanting the images to stop. It was easier said than done. His irritation grew while his imagination ran wild.

"What is this..." his body tensed up, "...feeling....". He knew he was angry. He's felt jealousy before. But this....this was more than jealousy. This was envy.

Jealousy is when someone is afraid  their possession will be taken from them. Envy is when a person wants something someone else has. Vox obtained your first kiss. He has it....and that is something Alastor cannot forgive.

Anger bubbled up inside him, his smile twitching, but not faltering.

"(Y/n)..." he said in a low voice as he stared at the kitchen door. This wasn't a game anymore. He knew you were his, and he wants you now more than anything else.

After entering the kitchen, you opened the fridge. There were just some of Alastor's left overs. You took out the glass container and poured some of the food into a pot before preparing to heat it. You glanced over at Husk as he sat silently at the table.

"So....I had fun talking to you last night" you said after clearing your throat.

He grunted in response. While you were busy preparing the food, a light blush dusted across his nose. He quickly sat up and began to make his leave. Right then you turned around and took a step. By the time your reflexes took effect, it was too late. You both ran into eachother.

When you opened your eyes, you found Husk above you, his hands on both sides of your head. Your food sizzled on the stove, the heat rising in the room. You blushed, his wings extended around your body to break your fall.

"(Y/n) darling I need to discuss a few thing with y-" Alastor's loud entrance soon dissipated as he stared at the scene in front of him. Why was Husk of all people, on top of you?

Husk's eyes were a little wider than normal, but then it returned to his usual scowl. He stood up and walked out of the room in silence. You were still on the ground, the heat from the cat demon now gone. You smelled smoke coming from the stove while making awkward eye contact with Alastor from below. Standing up, you pretended nothing happened as you stirred the slightly burnt food. Your face was still lightly flushed.