Blood dripping from the stars... (Alastor x Reader)

Late Night Chit-Chats 《3》

○Alastor's perspective○

After (Y/N) had left, I decided to wrap things up and go home.
I said goodbye to my business partner Rosie and walked out of the club.
Strolling down the street, I took time to admire the environment. Passing a few forests, I decided to get at least one kill in before the night ended.

The kill was... decent, to say the least. The man I had murdered was an easy target. Drunk, oblivious... loud. He had tried to bribe me so I would let him go by saying 'I could use his wife as my own personal slave' but I didn't take any part of it into consideration. I didn't need anyone knowing about my habits. Let alone being around my house to possibly walk in on me whilst having my little feast.

I dragged his dead body to a garbage can and shoved it inside. I didn't bother to try and eat his body because I wanted to get home as soon as possible so I can just learn more things about (Y/N). She's a mysterious character who I want to learn more about and claim as my own. Until, of course, she finds out I'm the serial killer everyone is terrified of.

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Taking my crimson jacket off and hanging it up on the pegs, I walked over to my couch and sat down. I stared at an old portrait of myself and my parents that I took when I started my murderous rampage. I deeply regretted what I did to my mother, but my father, I felt proud.

As I settled into the sofa, I rumaged through my trouser pockets and found the piece of paper (Y/N) had gave me that contained her number. I stared at it for a while before considering to call her. Even though she might be asleep, it was best to give it a shot.

You picked up the telephone and dialed her number. A number of rings passed by until someone picked up.

"Hello, (Y/N), dear! I hope I didn't disturb you!" I cheerfully stated down the phone. Static seemed to fill the line before I got a response.

"Alastor? You're still awake?" A drowsy voice trailed through the phone.

"Yes, I seem to be having trouble sleeping so I thought I should call you to make sure you got back okay!" The first part was a lie, of course. I hadn't even tried to sleep.

"Yeah, I got back okay. I'm guessing you did, too?" The drowsiness in her voice seemed to have completely disappeared.

"It was the best walk back home I have ever experienced." The permanent smile on my face seemed to have grown and in a less sinister way than usual.

"I understand that feeling. Just the breeze flowing through your hair and seemingly whispering to you with every move you make. Its glorious." (Y/N) responded. I could feel her smiling through the phone. It was sweet.

"Have I seemingly woke you up from your slumber?" I questioned, tapping my chin. I didn't want to wake up such a beauty from a perfect dream.

"Ah, no. I just finished off brushing my teeth once you called. It's completely fine!" She replied with a slight tone of eagerness in her voice. Hearing her voice seemed to be calming, to say the least.