Alastor had Vox pinned to the wall, talking to him in his smooth voice just like old times. Alastor kissed him deeply and then...he wakes up. It was just a dream. He looks over to the other side of his bed and it was empty. He sighs, clutching his blanket

It had been seven years since him and Alastor were together but it still got to him. He always blamed himself for what happened between them and he hated himself for it. He buries his head into his hand and just...has a good cry. He needed it...a lot.

You were part of the Vees so you always heard him rant about Alastor but he never admitted that he had feelings for him. You walked past his door, sipping your mug before you heard the sound of him crying. You didn't know what to do since you had never seen or even heard him be this vulnerable before.