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[notleaxd]

Title: Strange Things

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Pairing: Alastor x fem!Reader (fluff, comfort)

Warnings: Emotional distress, self-doubt, mild language, ooc, Alastor is an asshole

An.: This is my first fanfic ever, and i'm excited to see how many of ya'll like it or not. I take constructive criticism.🙏 Also, english is not my first language so, i'm sorry if it's not understandable.😅

Hope you enjoy! ^^

Sometimes y/n wanted to disappear. She wanted the ground to swallow her. Because that's what Hell does to sinners. If you were naive enough or trusted the wrong person, you can regret that choice for the rest of your undead life.

So you could say Hell is the worst place in the world. Especially to those who found hope in this cruel place, and decided to redeem themselves, with someone's help.

That's how y/n found the Hazbin hotel. She wanted to be redeemed, because getting out of this Hellish place was the best option she had right now. And what more could she lose?

Well, turns out her self respect. Alastor the infamous Radio Demon made it his top priority to taunt y/n every time he got to. And by that he means finding joy in her suffering. And of course, that wasn't any big news since Al is a sadistic asshole with a big ego.

But still. On a daily basis, it was getting to y/n. She knew nothing could stop her on the path to redemption if she doesn't let it. Even Charlie reassured her sometimes.

Y/n tried. She really tried. She did everything Charlie asked her to do, with the promise to redeem her. But as time passed, y/n started to lose hope. Maybe Alastor was right. Maybe there was no redemption for her.

Y/n blinked hard, trying to keep her tears in, looking slightly up to try and stop gravity from letting her tears fall. Her hands were shaky as she tried to take deep breaths to calm herself. She didn't feel like crying. That's what she told herself while walking through the hotel's lobby with long strides until she bumped into a tall figure.

Her breath hitched as she took a step back to look up at the figure which was none other than Alastor.

"Careful now. You'll bruise more than your pride, walking like that!"

A familiar staticky voice spoke up.

Y/n looked up at him in his demonic crimson eyes, and found hate at how he's looking down on everyone with that wide, fox-like grin plastered across his face.

She really didn't want to hear another comment from him on how she's unredeemable. Y/n stepped out of his way, going around him towards the stairs. But she didn't expect to be stopped again, as he materialized from a shadow right in front of her.

"Ah! What the hell?"

Y/n yelped stepping backwards to make distance between them. She was getting annoyed by him.

"Well, well, well... What do i see here?"

Alastor stepped closer, inspecting y/n's expression with a closer eye.

"Has reality finally caught up with you, dear? I suppose daydreaming and false hopes could make one an absolute mess!"

"Oh fuck off... I know this must be very enjoyable for you... seeing me suffer."

Y/n said her voice still low, looking down away from his manipulative grin. Despite her getting annoyed, she couldn't help but agree with him. Maybe Heaven didn't want her at all. She didn't want to admit it, but while trying to keep her tears in, not wanting to be vulnerable in front of Alastor, she couldn't help but admit it.

Alastor narrowed his eyes at her, like a predator sizing up prey. Has he really been that hard on her? The mere question bothered him, because he knows what comes with it. Guilt. He got annoyed at himself, for feeling like this as he let out a sigh to compose himself and spoke up.

"Now, now you'd want to keep that sad expression off your face."

He held out a hand gently lifting her chin up to look at him, then quickly put his hand back on his cane not trying to be flirty.

A silent tear fell from y/n's eye at the gentle touch. She didn't want to admit it, but the touch, as sudden it was, calmed her a bit and wanted more of it, but she would never say it out loud.

Alastor put a hand on her back and guided her to the couch. She didn't resist, too shocked by the fact that Alastor was being nice for once. He sat beside her, a respective distance away. And then came the awkward silence which Al broke with a light cough.

"You're a different one."

"What?"

Y/n was curious to find out what he wanted to say, or what he will do now. It was already weird enough that Alastor's smile wasn't the intimidating, not forced, but calm? Well, It wasn't reaching his eyes which y/n would guess he lowered his walls.

"Most people who break down don't like to show it."

Alastor looked at her, his eyes searching hers for a reaction.

"Well, I didn't want to until you came across. I guess hiding it would've been stupid since you see right through me, considering how easily you broke my hope at redemption."

Y/n didn't want to sound so harsh, but facts are facts, and she got the chance to rub it in his guilt so she took it.

"I see. I suppose I wanted to test your strength... how easily i can get to you..."

"Well, you certainly did..."

That centence punched Alastor in the gut. He usually loves to see people break, knowing that he caused it. But this one, didn't feel so great. Quite the opposite, which he hated. What the hell is wrong with him? He's the Radio Demon, he doesn't feel guilt. But then... why was he feeling this way..? Nevermind, he will get rid of it.

"I admint, I may have gone too far. Take my sincerest apologies."

He didn't want to sound pleading, so he didn't use 'please' as if he didn't care if y/n accepts his apology or not. But deep down, he did care...

Y/n would've cursed at herself for breaking into tears, but hearing Alastor apologise felt so good to hear. She started sobbing, covering her face, being ashamed of crying in front of him. But what happened next, she would've never tought would happen.

Alastor felt bad for making her cry, so after a moment of contemplating, he finally acted on his instinct. He wrapped an arm around y/n's back, his hand resting on her shoulder, caressing it gently.

As much as it shocked y/n she didn't move away, instead, she leaned into his shoulder resting her head on it. A few moments passed by in the comfortable silence as her sobs slowly stopped.

In that silence, her eyes got suddenly really heavy. She closed them, relaxing as her eyes didn't burn anymore from crying. And just before she fell into a deep slumber, she tought, maybe Hell wasn't so bad after all. Maybe she could find peace here too. Don't get her wrong, Hell is hell, the worst place to end up, but before she gets redeemed, she might stay for a while longer...