It was just like that. What had felt like a casual day like any other with Marceline's visit, he had been met with Alastor's hands on his shoulders, giving him a single forehead kiss and a simple goodbye. In his own words, they were short and sweet, but left him with a look of confusion. This... was his way of saying goodbye?
He had left the front door, asking for Marceline to protect him the best he could, and he had disappeared in that moment, departing with the door closing. Without hesitating, Simon had quickly ran after him through the front door, swinging it open, but was met with silence. He was gone... for now. What was he going to do? Why did he leave without saying a word to him?
He felt forgotten. Left behind without warning. A sacrifice for each other; one without warning and without discussion. His heart ached, fearing that history repeated itself once again. His Betty, and now... his Alastor. Disappeared from the cosmos to wherever they ran off to.
For Simon, he took this departure poorly, struggling to cope with loneliness and repeated cycles of the day. His one single chance of having his day brightened up with the existence of a single person - gone. Where could he have gone to?
The week was painful to proceed through, worried sick of where he scurried off to. Why he was quiet in his words and kept the reasons minimum and short to his own knowledge. As vague as it seemed, he believed Alastor could fend himself off from other creatures in Ooo, but why? Why did he leave? His trips to the bar down the road were more than plentiful, but a frown crossed his expression each time, holding the same usual of his order; no ice included.
It was until he heard a knock at the door, awaking in the morning at the same old time to a new introduction of sound. He was slow, but eager, hoping it was Alastor again, possibly returning with that bright smile on his face and teasing manner that he was so used to. Opening the door, he was met with... something else.
"...Alastor?"
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Alastor takes their hand and bows slightly, as if he was about to kiss their knuckles, only to turn their hand and give a hearty, sharpy bite to the wrist. The man just wanted a bit of a taste, just a little sampling, a little flavor on this fine Chewsday :p
*roll the dice to see who has been bitten*
"...ow."
At this point, the gentle bites had become of normal routine, having some lasting marks on his arms and shoulders. It was normal by this point, and by Alastor? They were love bites. Just a bit... harsh.
"...on my wrist?" He asked, tilting his head with his glasses being adjusted. "Not... my arm?"
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Next thing you know Al is gonna introduce Simon to Margot and she's weirdly normal in comparison to Al lol
"It will almost feel like I'm talking to two Alastors... with slight differences. I am going to get one of you mixed up for the other. My memory is not that good, but I know one of you two is going to mess with my head."
He knows it's guaranteed. He's going to be confused for longer than a week about it.
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LISSEN. HIS HUSBAND THAT HE ISN'T AWARE HE HAS APPRECIATES HIM AND HE DESERVES TO BE APPRECIATED. JUST BECAUSE IT REQUIRES ALASTOR BITING HIS BUTT IS BESIDE THE POINT LOL
"But does my ass need to have tooth marks and scratches on it?! It hurts enough to sit!"
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don't mind him, he's just gonna lean over and slooooowly bite down on Simon's shoulder...like a cat testing the human in the house. feel free to swat him.
"...oh, ow."
There was that sharp feeling in his shoulder of teeth slowly resting in his socket, looking over with a strange look. Was Alastor... biting him? Was this some form of greeting for him?
"...I hope you're not trying to get a taste of my arm, Al," he spoke to him with a chuckle.
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โSomeone, somewhere has failed you miserably. You were supposed to be loved, protected and cared for but you never were.โ *just kinda flings this at Simon*
He stopped. The words seemed to ring in his head, trying to find out some kind of reply, but... nothing. What could he say to those words? It seemed to leave him speechless, but brought a sudden wave of tears that even he could not process. It left him reminding about the hole in his heart, and how long it had been left open for so many years.
"...perhaps I was," he muttered, wiping his tears. "I... I was. Not... in a way where others might have been, but... maybe I have been hurt. A bit too much for me to know..."
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After kissing the bite better (lol) Alastor simply pulls Simon in for a proper kiss, the man deserves it for putting up with this monster.
He chuckled at the afterthought, returning the kiss atop his head. "As bad as some bites are, I don't mind yours. You always make the pain ease up a bit."
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*well now you've started the affection train, Al just wants to kiss him again, you're trapped now old man*
"O-Oh, you don't need... to spoil me that much!" Too late. He's already getting kisses. Have fun, Simon.
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