The man with half a heart. Alastor x reader

Nightmares

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The home stood still in the dead of night, no ghost servants lingering in the halls, James and Diamond have retried for the night as Alastor locked himself in his study looking over todays newspapers and toying with his radio eyeing the microphone and headphones sitting beside his desk. "It's been awhile since I've broadcasted anything new, ever since I started this little fun project with (Y/n)." He spun himself in his leather chair thinking of what to do, he ears moped down as he felt himself becoming restless, "I should just try... maybe."

He'd strip to take a warm shower before drying off and changing into something loose he'd crawl into bed and awkwardly lay on his side facing your back, he'd inch closer trying to be discreet as his hand slightly touched your hair, gaining the courage to brush up to your back before slightly taking a deep breath of your scent feeling a bit more relaxed. "I..I'm such a creep." He whispered to himself breathlessly as his arms linked around your sides pulling you close to his chest slightly nuzzling your neck.

You stirred in your sleep yet not waking up fully as he held you, inside your dream your life was flipped, both you and Alastor were human living in a decent home with a child. A peaceful display that everything was perfect no more hell, no more Lucifer and no more being tortured by evil men.

The dream played out simply as you finished putting laundry away, Alastor being cooped up in his office was nothing new as this mysterious child played quietly alone until the sound of something hitting the first floor below shook your core. Down the hall with no response from either your hand turned the cold doorknob opening it to a gore sight of Al and this child morbidly murdered by you.

with tears running down your face you slowly started backing up away from this manic version of you as you bumped the end of the railing and fell to your death.

With a deep gasp and sigh your chest raised and fell rapidly disturbing your sleep. "No!.. ah.. Al?" Alastor jumped at the feeling of your body shooting up his red eyes dimly glowed as he looked up at you.

"(Y/n).. what's the matter?"
"I..I had a nightmare. Were you sleeping?" You gave him a puzzled look as he propped himself up with his elbows. "That's not important.. are you okay?"

Your chest heaved as you couldn't catch your breath, Alastor's eyes ran up and down your body he sat up to gently hold your shoulders. You gripped the sheets, covering your face to turn the other way to not face Alastor, your mind tormenting you replaying flashbacks of the dead bodies.

"(Y/n) what happened?"
"Alastor it was awful.. it felt so real."
"But what happened? What's the context?" You stared at him with horror displayed in your eyes.
"We were all dead. It was an accident."

You looked back at him lifted your hand and touched his hair noting that it was growing longer.

"Y..your hair grows rapidly.. why?"
"Hmm.."
"How can you do that?"
"Let's not worry about it alright? Why don't you close your eyes and go to sleep again."

He sat up and tied his hair back as you watched him move. "Okay.. goodnight."

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Alastor gave you one last look as he laid back down and snuggled up in the sheets, you turned to your side and pulled the blanket up to your chin and once again started drifting off into a deep sleep.