The man with half a heart. Alastor x reader

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The act was sudden for nothing compelled me with this sinister thought, I know I am not in love with James but guilt eats away at my brain, the nagging feeling of being convinced that I am dirty yet oddly alive for once. Love; is strange, one moment you're head over heals for another soul and the next; you are either forgotten or you forget about the other person. I know I don't love James as a whole but his personality begs to differ. This is how I know true love does not exist, you may have the worlds best partner but we are all still flawed at the end of the day, they may check all your boxes ideally but they'll always be missing that one thing you desire most, people enjoy giving up the 80% they have in exchange for the missing 20% they want.

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Instantly the two of you broke apart from the kiss, his eyes locked in with yours as an uncomfortable silence filled the atmosphere. you stood there weak & feeble with your hands against your chest in a little ball, the man before you sat with his hands on his knees still comprehending the course of action that just took place. You slowly retreated and sat on the bed facing him, all he could do was stare and gently breathe.

"Do you realize what you've just unleashed?" You nodded 'no' in hopes to hear a better outcome from him.
"No one has to know." You say softly. James scoffs as he paces the room ruffling his hair with his free hand clearly shaken up.
"These are our lives you're gambling with, you out of everyone here knows well how Alastor is. He can kill us both in a instant!" His voice louder than usual.

"James I'm so sorry! I've been under a lot of stress I'm scared constantly I know what's demanded of me and it's a hard role to fulfill! I never asked for any of this."

James laughed at your pathetic pleas of forgiveness and pitiful ignorance of the matter. His demeanor quickly darkened as he thought of the situation longer. The man stopped in front of you eyeing your frame up and down. "Good lady look down at your left hand, adorned with the most precious jewels dug up from hells depths, this mansion built off of what you'd like to wander through, and this.." he points to your stomach. "Inside grows a baby belonging to the Radio demon.. my story telling of my tales on how I became to be wasn't an invitation for a silly little affair to begin. I do not wish for sympathy or pity. How will you behave now.. (Y/n)?"

Stunned by his words all you could mutter about was a simple exhausted laugh, one filled with lightness as he stared at you blankly. "You all act as if this is what I wanted; Is that what you think? That I wanted to marry and be held here with the devil's child inside of me? How is this fair!" You yelled back. But James only shook his head.

"You're right. Alastor didn't have any right to take you from earth to enslave you here as his forced bride but unfortunately the only way to look at it is that things always happen for a certain reason. This is the end of this conversation." He turns to walk away leaving you be frustrated to no end.

"You all sit there and laugh at me but I've had enough of this madness!" In a blind rage you'd attempt to take the ring Alastor had gifted you with off your finger yet failed to do so, James just watched with his head turned slightly as he regained his lost composure.

"You cannot undo his doing, where he is there's a will. You belong to Alastor now."

As the cruel words left his lips a different side of him was unearthed, he was untouched by your feeble attempt to console him and his melancholy but was quick to dismiss the fiasco and disappear from your sight. The front door downstairs had opened and shut, rough footsteps could be heard faintly of someone rather large; in a swift motion you'd rush to your bedroom to change into something more casual to head down stairs, Alastor had finally came home sitting on the sofa in the parlor room occasionally sniffling awhile looking out the window.