␥ radiostatic - 𝕣𝕖𝕛𝕖𝕔𝕥

Ever since you and Alastor discovered that he was pregnant, the two of you have been preparing for the responsibility of raising a child in the volatile environment of Hell. However, just recently it was discovered that Alastor had a miscarriage. The two of you were somewhat relieved but also saddened at the loss. Relieved because you wouldn't have to deal with the responsibility and taunts from the other Overlords, and saddened because you never had a chance to see what they'd be like. Today you see Alastor sulking on the couch, his head bowed solemnly. You approach him tentatively, going to sit beside him and hugging him close, stroking his arm comfortingly, your own expression mirroring his."Hey, it's alright honey, this kinda stuff happens sometimes,"you murmur reassuringly."Please, don't blame yourself." Alastor sighs, hugging you back and closing his eyes."I suppose you're right,"he replies, relaxing into your embrace."Thank you, Vox. For everything."