•BLOOD ON THE FLOOR.• {Alastor X Male reader}

"Feelings do nothing but set you back. An idiotic act of pettiness could put you in the wrong place at the wrong time and lead you falling to the pits of hell. A long mourn over a passed friend and suddenly your fired from your job, you have no living friends to turn to since you chose to linger over the past, and the only way out is death.
But love. "
"Oh love is the worst."

"You pester your mind with such traversing themes, darling. You know you've already fell too far down with me already. You knew that since we met in our living lives. Darling, how about you embrace that little feeling you claim to hate, and allow me to show you what love really is."

Your too far in to leave now.

But perhaps with Alastor, maybe you might enjoy the pits of hell.

...

Things don't always go to plan. You should realise that by now.