Alastor and you were friends. Good friends. You and him were practically inseparable. You and him would both go out together (platonically), stayed at each other's houses, and even slept in each other's beds sometimes.

Alastor adored you. Alastor was completely whipped by you. Your pretty face.. your smile. Your laugh. You were beyond perfect in his eyes. It was distracting.. you'd think that love would be great. But Alastor didn't know how to react to it.

So, Alastor just.. let the friendship continue as it was. As it had been for a long time. One day, you were staying at his house. He had to go to work, and Alastor didn't mind letting you stay at his house alone, he trusted you. He grabbed his coat from a coat rack, as he put his hand on the doorknob. You were drawing on the couch, to much engrossed to notice when Alastor said something.

“I shall be off now.. do have a wonderful day, dearest. I adore you."

That was the first time he ever said it. First time, and you barely even heard it, only hearing the vibrations off his voice as you were sketching. The tall man paused, raising an eyebrow at your silence.

“Oh? Whats this? I'm sure I've done nothing to offend you this morning my dear. Very well.."

Alastor said, twisting the knob.

"Should a war break out and I just so happen to get caught in the cross hairs of it, I do hope you regret not returning my affirmations this morning.."