A Deal Worth A Lifetime [ Alastor x Reader ]

Chapter 6: An Offer One Simply Can't Refuse

// Just a quick authors note, this chapter does get a little bit bloody...more than previous chapters // If you aren't into gore stuff, even if it is a show about Hell and all that, it's more graphic and prominent than usual // So if you do want to skip the gore, it will be italicized and the starting line is bolded as well //

~Nitro~

                                             
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The door creaking open did not go unnoticed by the male sitting at his desk. After all, it was supposed to just be him today. Finishing his thoughts, he switched on some music before turning off his microphone. Taking off his headset and placing it on its stand, rising up from the office chair. He stretched a bit before finding out who decided to show up. To his surprise, it was you.

"Y/n?" Turning your attention from the bulletin board and facing him you smiled.

"Al, I figured you'd be here." A pleasant smile gracing your lips as you walked towards him.

"Of course, I'm curious as to why you're here." He watched as you halted your approach and as you tried to find a verbal answer, he stepped closer.

"Well, I wondered why you were stuck here rather than enjoy the festival?" The obvious excuse made him let out a low laugh.

"I'm off tomorrow is why. I get to enjoy it then," the man paused a moment, grabbing his jacket and slipping it on, "though I suppose I could take a few minutes." He held the door open for you, a quick thank you slipping past your lips as he followed you out.

Locking the door he held out his arm for you, without hesitation you accepted. He planned for it to be a quick stroll, nothing more, nothing less. He had been glad you came around, he needed an excuse to get out for a bit.

"I do have a question for you though," he heard you hum in response, "why aren't you out enjoying the festival yourself?" Glancing in your direction he could see the distant look in your eyes.

"I...I've never actually been to a festival like this before, I normally avoid going to these types of events." Bringing your eyes from the sidewalk you slowly met his, there was a smile in them, something that brought you comfort.

"Is that so? Then I'll give you a reason to go, how about I show you around the city tomorrow?" You had to admit, his offer caught you off guard. Staring into his eyes, past the rims of his glasses, you tried to find any evidence of lying. Relieved that there had been none, yet embarrassed that you stared for so long.

"But it's your day off, are you absolutely certain?" Your gaze now boring holes into the ground as the two of you walked together. It was strange, how welcome you felt in his presence.

"Positive, Mardi Gras is best spent with friends after all." Those words made your heart flutter. You only met him a couple of months ago, yet he held you in such high esteem.

"Thank you." Hearing a slight ruffling you turned your head to see him pulling out a pocket watch, a sigh leaving his lips as he put it away.

"It seems I best be getting back to the studio, that record should be about halfway done by now," fixing his jacket, the two of you changed course, "do you know how to get home from here?" A sheepish smile stretching your lips as you looked away.

"Not exactly, is it alright if I stay with you at the studio instead?" Hearing him laugh made you flush with embarrassment, your heart sinking.

"I don't see why not," any doubt you had was gone, feeling much better already, "your company would be wonderful." Not just anyone's company, but yours? Back to the studio, you went, listening to him for hours and if you were being honest, you truly didn't mind.