He was blushing-- well, to put it plain, he was a mess. Red lipstick smothered all over his face as you hugged him close to you, sloppily kissing him all over his face happily. This was until Charlie walked in on you two, but Alastor was a bit too out of it to even notice.

"Uh... am I interrupting something...?" Charlie asks awkwardly, pulling on her collar. She slowly backed out of the room, shutting the door softly. You turned to Alastor, who was looking up at you with a dopey smile on his face, his ears pushed back as he looked absolutely lovesick for you.