Alastor x Reader Imagines❤ ✔[COMPLETED]

Imagine 8: Vulnerability❣️

You were always warned by others to stay away from someone like Alastor. That underneath his charm and pizazz, he was an unpredictable source of danger, capable of hurting anyone if he wanted too.

Though you tried your best to heed these warnings, you couldn't help but overtime find out that he was...different then any other demon you've ever met before.

Down in Hell, not many demons are found to be charming or appear to be gentleman like with manners, but he...he was one of those few demons who still held a little respect for himself, and for others if they deserved it.

You admired that side of him, but overtime, that admiration soon turned to something more. Something to where you would find yourself searching the hotel just to find him, just to peak through the corners at whatever he was doing, before hiding and blushing when he would look your way.

You and him never talked much, but when you would, you would fight to not melt in front of his presence.
You never felt like this before for anybody, not even when you were in your human life...

Nobody really tugged at your heartstrings like he did.
You felt comfortable around him, and you loved it. You loved every damn minute you would get of him being near you...

But lately...you began to notice how whenever Charlie would walk into the room, he'd leap onto his feet to greet her.
You'd notice they'd spend more and more time together, talking, laughing, smiling...

You'd watch them grow closer over the few weeks leading up to this moment, and slowly, Charlie began to steer Alastor away from you.
You couldn't do anything but watch from the corners as they would take walks in the hotel garden, chatting about anything and everything...

Another wave of pain courses through you, making you grit your teeth.
You felt like such a fool, for allowing yourself to fall deeply in love with Alastor.

Knowing that you are a lesser demon then him, and an even lesser demon then Charlie.
You realized over time...that he would never look at you like he does with Charlie. He would never sing with you, never dance with you...

Never kiss you...

Upon realizing it, you forced yourself to put as much distance as you could between you and Alastor, to make it easier on your heart, but deep down...you couldn't stop the hours of crying at midnight in your room.

You've never have fallen in love before, he was your first, and knowing that he would never open his arms and heart to you...it shattered you into a million shards. 

For three weeks, you've been putting distance between you and him, that is until, you see him sitting at the bar tonight.
A side of you almost turns away, but you know that deep down, if you walk away, you'll be crying in your room again.

You force yourself to walk across the lounge flooring, and sit at the bar, asking Husker to pass you a whiskey. 

Upon taking his third drink off of his whiskey, Alastor glances at you, seeming surprised, but hiding it well.

It's been a while since he's seen you, and he couldn't help but wonder why you were up so late, and down here?

He can't help but notice the bags under your eyes, and the look of exhaustion on your face.