Alastor x Reader Imagines❤ ✔[COMPLETED]

Imagine 7: Jealousy😤

I feel a sort of pinching in my chest, something I didn't think I'd ever feel.
Jealousy.
Over Angel Dust...

I scrunch my face up, shaking my head before I rise to my feet.

I will prove to Y/N that I am fun, that I am 'with the times' as the youth say.
Yes...I'll show her that I can be a fun boyfriend.

***
*Few days later*
*First attempt*
*Y/N's POV*

I nearly spit my drink out. "No way! Your joking!"
Angel laughs. "Would I lie to ya, toots?!" he says, and I die of laughter from Angel's funny story.

He has the most insane, out of this world stories...

My laughter starts to slow, until I hear the static voice of Alastor.

"I got a good story!"

We turn, seeing Alastor standing behind us.
I smile a little. "Yeah?"

"Why yes!" Alastor sits in between me and Angel, pushing Angel out of the way a little aggressively.

"Some lesser demon believed that he could cut in line while I was at the butcher shop, and," Alastor begins to laugh loudly, "I decided to have a little fun with him and torture his soul for a while! Now he's cooped up in a building afraid to leave!"

Alastor is now completely dying of laughter, except for me and Angel.
Angel raises an eyebrow. "Wow...great story."

"Isn't it such?!" Alastor wipes at his eyes, "oh goodness, I hadn't been that entertained since the stock crash market of 1929! So many orphans..."

"Uh...yeah," I say, giving Angel a certain look.
Angel stands up. "Hey uh, Husky's playing some poker tonight...care to join us?"

"Sure!"

"Bu-bu- but Y/N, darling, didn't we already have plans?" Alastor chuckles nervously, "you know, you agreed to help me sort through my collection of records!"

"Oh..." I say, biting my bottom lip, "well, can't we do it tomorrow?"

"Yeah, let the girl have some fun, ya old timey," Angel says, before Alastor gives him a threatening stare.

Alastor exhales a breath. "I suppose...it's alright," he says.
I smile, "I'll be back in time for dinner sugar," I join Angel, walking towards the poker table that Husker got set up.

***
*Second attempt*
*Y/N's POV*

I hum softly, laying on the red and black couch in Alastor's library, as I dangle my legs over the armrest.

Suddenly, Alastor appears. "Darling darling, do I have a joke for you!"

"Oh?" I set my book down, "what's that?"

He clears his throat, inhaling a breath as his smile widens.
"Why did the coffee file a police report?"

"...because it was mugged," I reply, chuckling softly. "Hon, you've told me that joke before."

"...that I have!" he laughs, "ooh ooh! Here's another! Did you hear the joke about the paper?!"

"Yes, it was pretty tearable," I say the punchline, standing up, only to notice Alastor's expression sadden.
"Hey, hon, what's wrong?" I cup his face in my hands, "you can tell me. You mad that I said the punchlines before you?" I joke.

"Y/N...do you find me, boring?"

Boring?! Where did he come up with a thought like that?!

"What makes you think that?" I ask, before he exhales and lowers his head down to the space between us.

"You seem to be spending an awful lot of time around Angel Dust...and you seem to be having a lot of fun."

I gasp softly. Oh my gosh...he's jealous!
Something I'd never thought I'd see.
I smirk. "You're jealous."

"No I am not!"

"But your flustered."

"I am not flustered! Stop!" he says, throwing his hands over his face as I giggle.
"Alastor," I take his hands, leaning closer to him. "There's no need to be jealous. Sure, Angel is a good friend of mine, and we have fun together. But there's something that Angel can't do."

"And what is that?" Alastor asks.

I smirk, going over to the radio and turning it on, approaching Alastor, clasping his hands in mine.

"He doesn't know how to dance like you do," I giggle, before placing Alastor's hands on me, and my hands on him, and slowly swaying side to side with him, resting my head against his chest.

Alastor smiles, before he begins to hum the song playing on the radio, his arms snaking around my waist, pulling me closer.

"There's also something else," I whisper, raising my head to meet his gaze, "I could never love anyone, not even Angel, like I love you, Alastor," I kiss him softly, lingering there for him to kiss me back, smiling against my lips, and blushing as red as a tomato.

When the song ends, Alastor pulls away, smirking.

"Well, there is another thing I can do that Angel cannot."

"Yeah?" I gasp suddenly when Alastor sweeps me off my feet, holding me bridal style, smirking at me.
He pulls me closer, kissing me deeply, my insides twisting into welcoming knots.

"I can make you flustered," he purrs against my ear, chuckling low under his breath.

I smirk. "Let's continue this a little more private," I say through a whisper.
He nods. "Your wish is my command, my love," he carries me up the stairs, and I laugh, feeling my cheeks blush extremely as Alastor shuts the door behind us.

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