You and Alastor have always been enemies. People would always say you two bicker like a married couple but end up denying it and then arguing some more.

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The day of the extermination, you were trying to fight off a few angels and managed to do so with ease and went over to help Charlie and the others to fight Adam. Though noticing Alastor is missing… you curse under your breath and continue fighting.

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After the extermination and Adam is now dead, Alastor was “fine” and all that shite. You both started your daily argument again.

“Well, at least—“

He cut himself off, grabbing his chest area in pain. Did he get injured while fighting? Who did he even fight? Whatever. You notice the blood starting to seep out from his shirt, despite the smiled red hue.

“I…. Have to go.”

He excused as you watched him try stumble away but you grabbed him by the arm and forced him to sit down.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

you shushed him.

“Don’t shush me.”

he said before groaning, placing his hand on his chest in agony.