Alastor x Male Reader Prequel

Coworkers Are a Pain

Me: Well.... Things go down. It's super sweet. (Y/n) handles a situation very well. Alastor learns something about himself. How is everyone doing in the pandemic? I hope you all are well!
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The day started out like any other day. (Y/n) spent the morning helping Amelie with the chores and when he was finished he moved on to doing some reading. Alastor was already at work and doing his standard run through of the newest hit songs.

"(Y/n), can you come here for a second sweetie?" Amelie calls from the kitchen.

(Y/n) walks in to find Amelie holding up a lunchbag.

"Alastor forgot his lunch. You mind taking it to him?" Amelie asks.

(Y/n) nods. "I can do that. "

So, started this mess that Alastor and (Y/N) get entangled in. (Y/n) walks in and heads to the secretary to let her know that he was here.

"Hey! Al forgot his lunch, mind if I pop in and hand it to him?" (Y/n) asks.

Roberta smiles. "Not at all! you go right in."

(Y/n) grins. "Thank you!"

He walks down the halls looking at all the new decor. He accidentally bumps into someone while he was walking backwards, looking around. He stiffens and turns around. He puts his hands up in a nonthreatening pose.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going." (Y/n) says.

"Hey, hey, hey. Don't worry about it. I wasn't either." A man responds.

"Are you sure?" (Y/n) looks him over.

This man was gorgeous. He was tall, about 6 ft. He had ginger hair with freckles. He had these golden eyes hidden behind some glasses and a small gap in his front teeth. (Y/n) wasn't really interested, but he did note it. The man smiles.

"Yes. Where ya headed? I'm Louis, by the way." He holds a hand out.

(Y/n)takes the hand. "I'm (Y/n). I'm just here to give Alastor his lunch."

Louis blinks a few times. "How does someone like you know THE Alastor?"

(Y/n) quickly assuages, "Roommates."

Louis hums. "Well, Surely you don't have to do that now. Why don't we get to know each other? I have a radio show myself here. It's not as popular as Alastor's, but I find his rather morbid."

(Y/n) gives a small smile. "That's very kind... but I'm really only here to-"

Someone cuts (Y/n) off. (Y/n) recognized that voice anywhere. Both men turn to see Alastor. (Y/n) sighs in relief.