You had been in hell for a while and you knew all about Alastor even before you arrived at the Hazbin Hotel. Yet despite all that, you ended up forming a crush on the overlord. You definitely weren't subtle about either, and Alastor was well aware of your feelings, but anytime you tried to get close to him, he would push you away.

One day, you'd had enough, and you got into an argument. He didn't even seem to care about how upset you were, which just made you more emotional.

"Why do you even push me away so much? Have I done something wrong?" You had asked, but still nothing from him. That's when a thought, an idea of possibly why he was like this towards you came to mind and, even though it was so, so stupid, you said it anyway.

"If this is about my soul, take it. I don't want it without you." You said bluntly, almost immediately regretting it.

But that had caught his attention. His smile widened as he took a step closer to you.

"Do you mean that, my dear?" He asked, his voice uncharacteristically quiet and seemingly hesitant.