"I need to find him" Hazbin Hotel (Alastor X Reader/OC)

~The Fourth~

I wake up to warmth, and the smell of strawberries. Sighing happily, I open my eyes to see the Alastor didn't end up leaving after I shared my dream. Instead, he was lying on the bed, hugging my close to his chest. Still sleeping, Alastor looked adorable. I think about my emotional rollercoaster last night. After retelling what my memory shared, Alastor tried to ask more questions, namely "who is He?"

I had simply donned a playful smile and said that I only had to answer one question. Looking back at Alastor, I wanted nothing more than to pet his ears. I know it feels amazing to have your ears pet, but I don't know if Strawberry would like that very much. So I just snuggled closer into him, just about ready to fall back asleep.

My tail curled around us as I slowly began to drift back into oblivion.

"Good morning darling," Alastor's humour filled greeting jolts me back into awareness. "Mind if I can get up now?"

"S-s-sorry Al," I stuttered. After last night, he had asked me to refer to him as Al, and I had let my hackles lower, ever so slightly.

"Don't be my dear. You've nothing to apologise for."

"Oh, right. Sorry," I almost slap myself. "Uuurgh."

Alastor just sits there, not grinning, but genuinely smiling as I untangle myself from him, slipping to the bathroom. I immediately flush. I'm a mess. i'm covered in my own blood, my fur is sticky in someplace and clumped in others, and I look like I've just gotten hit by a truck. I wince at myself, my dream death rushing back to me.

I peel of my t-shirt and examine myself more closely in the mirror. The gash on my arm is gnarly, running from just below my shoulder all the way down to a few inches above my wrist. Wincing, I touch it. The pain is searing and immediate. I whimper and curse myself at the same time. Talk about multi-tasking. I toss my shirt in a corner of the bathroom, planning on dealing with it later.

"My dear, are you alrig-" Alastor stops mid-sentence as he walks into the bathroom. Boy, am I glad I have fur. I laugh."

Yeah I'm fine Al, don't worry," I turn back to the mirror in time to see him strutting forward.

"You're not okay, look at your arm!" He seems genuinely flabbergasted. "V! What did you do?"I just stood there shocked. Alastor has never actually said my 'name' before. Well, except for saying it's not really a name. 

"Nothing. I'm fine." Before he could argue I added: "looks worse than it is. I'm going to go for a shower and then go down for some breakfast. See ya around?"

"I'll be outside the room waiting for you," He said and walked off. I just beamed.

In the shower, I had some calm. I hummed a little tune, my heart rate slowed and my head cleared. Washing at my fur, I allow my mind to wonder. Before I know it, I'm singing my heart out.

"Mirror mirror on the wall, yeah

Tunnel vision on the flaws
In the scale of things it's unimportant
So no talking, but it's still an intrusive thought
Tried hard to correct it, yeah
But nothing was effective, uh
No one else seemed so obsessed with it
Things were desperate until the voice crept in
"I can help you, trust me, you're ready"
It seemed dangerous
But it said to have faith in it
"The secret is to just be empty"
Didn't know if it was wise to listen, but
What could it hurt to try?"

I sang Empty by Boyinaband and JaidenAnimations as I let the water wash the blood off in waves. I always sing what I'm feeling.

"And at first, it was working
But then things were emerging
Cracked lips and tired eyes
I'm hungry with no appetite
I'm shivering and shaking, and I tell myself it's fine, but
You can't fool your body, you can only fool your mind, yeah
Empty
I just need to be empty
Hide from anybody who'll prevent me
Just fill up on water and shame
No, I'm not hungry, I just ate
I've developed a taste for this
Endure the neverending ache
Convince myself I'm in control and it's not
All that voice that makes me sick"

I turn off the water and step out, shaking off like a dog. Grabbing a towel off the rack, I dry myself and wrapped it around me. I examine the cut int the mirror. It's as bad as it looked before. i sighed. Stupid me.

Exiting the bathroom, I walk out to find a pile of clothes neatly folded on my bed. There's a pair of red denim shorts, black tank top and a deep purple jacket. Dressing, I admire the comfort of the clothes, absolutely beside myself to find a pair of fluffy black mid calf boots. I shove my feet into them and practically melt. "This outfit..... is FRICKEN AWSOME!!!!!!!"

Alastor chuckles from outside and I tell him to 'shush' though the door. I open the door to find him just standing there, leaning against the wall. "Ready for breakfast, my dear?"

My stomach answered for me. Chuckling, we made our way downstairs.