Dark Desires

Chapter 3. A Messy Deer

Alastor's POV

After I calm myself down as much as I can, I teleport down to the lobby and walk out the door. On my way home through the city of hell I'm stopped by two demon dolls. "Good day Mr. Alastor. We are here to relay a message from Mama Alice." The little demon girl whose skin was milky white with rosy cheeks like Charlie but with dark brown locks, a little porcelain doll. She stood next to a boy one inch taller than her though still short with features similar to hers but his cheeks were more of a swirl and had more a wooden doll look. He looked up at me and raised a brow. "Why the hell is your face so red?" He may not be as kind as his twin but he's a smart little buck. "Why I'm always red young fellow but i do see your concern. I believe I didn't get the blood of my last victim off completely." My laugh track played and he just scoffed. I look over at his sister who had a cheery smile on her adorable face. "Now what was your message little doe?" "Mama Alice would like you to bring the girl you brought to our tailor so she can use her as a dress model." I'm guessing this is how we'll be paying for (Y/N)'s clothing. "Will do dear. Please tell your mother that we'll show around noon." "No can do. Mama wants to see her right after she is fed." "Why so early?" Her wooden counterpart broke into the conversation. "We don't know. Just show up with the girl or no more suite repairs." He smirked knowing he had me hooked. "...will do." I walked away now annoyed but calmer.

Time skip to Alastor's home.

I made it home to my bayou where my (big) lovely home is. Isolated from the ruckus of hell, if anyone were to happen and stumble upon this place if I'm not the one to kill them then the creatures here will. I walk inside and am greeted by the lovely décor of my home. I take off my coat and hang it on the coat hanger near my door and make my way to the kitchen for a meal. I take out my ingredients and make myself a pot of jambalaya with my own secret ingredient. I sigh in delight as the smell fills my home. "I wonder if (Y/N) would enjoy it as much as i do..." I pause and think for a second of what just left my mouth. "Why does she have me so flustered whenever i think about her?"

Next day. At the hotel.

Second Person POV

Alastor walked into the hotel early morning. At a time like this, the only other person who's awake is Charlie due to her being the owner of the hotel. He saw Charlie walk into her office with stacks and stacks of papers. "Allow me to help you with that dear." AL used his powers to levitate a stack from Charlie's hands. "Oh thanks, Al-"She cut herself off with a yawn, her tiredness very visible on her face. "Alastor..." He opened her office door for her and set the papers down on her desk and made a cup of coffee appear in his hands. "Here, you need to be awake to smile. And you're never fully dressed without one!" Charlie nodded and gave Alastor a small smile before she thanked him and started on her paperwork. (He may be a super evil overlord but he's not cruel) He wondered around the hotel floors while in deep thought. Images of (Y/N) he's seen flooded his mind and without even knowing it his smile grew. When he finally snapped out of his thoughts he found himself on the fifth floor. He was already there, so he may as well give her a visit. He had to take her to Alice anyways. "Oh~ (Y/N)~" he pretty much sang her name and knocked a few times. "Are you awake?" He got no answer and decided to teleport into her room but with his eyes clothed this time. He heard light snoring and slowly opened his eyes to see a (Y/N) sleeping on her side with her shrunken wings relaxed behind her. She faced the opposite direction, her wings towards his frame. He couldn't see her face but her body was trembling. He walked over to the other side of her bed and saw her face was scrunched up and she was in a cold sweat. Her breath was in quick pants, she was whimpering and clutching her blankets for dear life. She was having a nightmare. I was just about to wake her but the words the left her quivering lips stopped me. "I--I'm sorry...pl-please stop..." he retracted his hand and made his microphone appear by his side and gently tapped it against her head. Not long after her breathing and whimpers calmed down. Her grip on her covers loosed, she kicked them off in fact which surprised but amused Alastor.