Okay, but the possibility of Vox getting all his old, softer feelings for Alastor back with him being in such close proximity to him again??
Imagine:
I didn't want to use you. I, I just wanted you.
You wanted my power.
No, Al, I really-
There's no use in lying, Vox. We have no cameras you need to perform for.
I'm not lying! I really didn't have ulterior motives, not like you think.
Then in what way?
I just wanted to be near you, Alastor. I wanted to rise to the top of Hell together, and maybe, maybe along the way I was hoping... *long pause while Alastor just stares with an expression of forced nonchalance* I was hoping for more.
For more? *barks out a laugh* You've really impressed me Vox. *confused yet hopeful look from Vox* You've somehow managed to regress over all these years. Yes, you're more pathetic now than you've ever been!
Fuck you, Alastor. *tears in his eyes*
If I would allow that, we wouldn't be having this conversation now would we?
FUCK I WANNA WRITE IT
Update: I'm writing it
https://archiveofourown.org/works/74404936/chapters/194232061