A Deal Worth A Lifetime [ Alastor x Reader ]

Chapter 14: Good News and Threats

// Quick note, there are bad words in this chapter, you have been warned ~Nitro~ //

Pacing around in the small dressing room you waited for her to show up. The door opening to reveal the short demon.

"Y/n? Why're ya in my dressin' room?" Hanging up a boa scarf on the door before closing it behind her, "also, you'll tear your gloves if ya keep it up." Sure enough, you had twisted the fingers of your gloves, laughing nervously before re-adjusting them.

"I need someone to talk to that knows Alastor but isn't connected to the hotel...yet." It felt odd saying his actual name, knowing who he shared that name with. Which didn't matter at the moment, you had more to worry about.

"I've got ten minutes before I gotta go back out there." Touching up her makeup in her vanity while you began your explanation.

"So I expected that after what happened on the seventh circle he would want to kill me," she nodded along, "instead he wants to speak with me privately, and when I go to leave he calls me Love?" Sure, you didn't know him that well, but you were almost positive that wasn't a name he dropped so casually. Mimzy simply sat down, a frown on her face as she tried to process what she just heard.

"That...I can see why ya came to me about it," It was foolish maybe you were just reading into things a little too much, hopefully, Mimzy could help ease your mind, "wait, what happened on the seventh circle?" Stopping your pacing, realizing you didn't tell her yet. Oh no.

"I may have run him over with a limousine," the way her eyes almost popped out of their sockets made you want to continue, so you did, "I also threatened and insulted him on multiple occasions."

"How are you still alive?!" Grabbing a glass to fill it with water.

"Exactly my point! We were on the rooftop of the hotel if he didn't want me to have the option to leave he would've brought me someplace I couldn't fly away from," waving your arms in the air as if doing so would help it all make sense, "maybe he's trying to trick me? Like baiting me into thinking I'm fine."

"That sounds like something he'd do-" the door opened, bumping Mimzy and causing her glass to fall. Shattering when it hit the floor, water pooling and splashing between the two of you.

"Sorry Mim, I didn't think you'd be right there." The girl on the other side of the door held the door partway open.

"It's fine Jen, it happens." Sighing dramatically she bent down to pick the pieces up, joining her you tried to help. Hesitating a moment before taking your gloves off and setting them aside so they wouldn't get ripped. Touching the broken pieces your hand began to glow.

"Renovare." The glass forming the cup again, the water remaining on the floor, it seemed that word still needed work, presenting the woman with the now unbroken cup. Instead, she took the glass, leaving it on the table and grabbing your left hand. Your breath caught wondering if she saw the scars.

"Uh...Mim?" Pulling your arm towards her, making you stumble a bit.