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MC's Nightmares

× This is my first fanfiction- thingie-? that I'm writing on here.

× This took me forever, if there's anything wrong with it please tell me. I beg of you.

× The word 'You' is over stressed-

× Gender Neutral Mc.

× omfg please just enjoy it before I combust 😩

× this draft is older than my dog. In human time at least.

-Subject-

• The demon brothers react to a disturbed MC who's been dealing with nightmares.

Also, there may be a lesson learned for the MC at the end~

just for the record, Obey Me doesn't belong to me, the owners of the game are NTT Solmare Corp.

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Lucifer

You woke up in a sweat, small gasps escaping your pale lips.

Taking a moment to realize your surroundings again, you were alone and scared.. in your room at the House of Lamentation.

Not being able to sleep anymore, you decide to take a walk to clear your mind. Whilst walking through the halls, you see a light emitting from Lucifers room.

Unsure at first, you eventually make yourself to his room, stoping at the doorway. He was awake at his desk, papers scattered everywhere as he wrote on them. You were about to leave, thinking you were sneaky. Ha, well guess again.

" What are you doing awake, Mc? It's the middle of the night" Damnit! How did he know? That was the least of your concerns at the moment. What started to really bother you was, what are you going to tell him? Do you lie or sugar coat it? Should you just tell him and get it over with? Would he think you're being childish over some little nightmare? Is he going to treat you any different because you're letting something like this scare you so badly?

"Well? Aren't you going to answer me, Mc?" After a few short shaky breaths, you make your way into his room. You definitely looked like a dishes mess, which made this old man worry.

" Hello? Mc I'm waiting on an answer " Oh boy, this was hard. It would have been different with someone else right? Enough day dreaming- bad Mc.

You try looking into his eyes, just to see if you can collect anything based on his expression. Lucifer displayed a very concerned, and soft look to his face. Ugh, that face and those cherry red eyes. How dare he use your weakness's against you? It takes a minute, but you tell him about your dream, how it pained you to wake up alone and scared.

While you spoke, every ounce of his attention was directed towards you and you only. Nothing else mattered right now, his pen was set aside, his eyes focusing on your form.

When you were done, he stood up. Making his way over to you as he spoke. "Ah, I see. That explains why you're wondering about at such a..bewildering time of night" Lucifer came as close as he could towards you, cupping your face within his palm. His other hand stroked your hair in an attempted to comfort you.

" Listen. I need you to understand something, Mc " He paused before speaking again, making sure that he had your attention. " As long as I'm here, you have nothing to fright over. I will not let anything happen to you, I promise you. I will keep you safe. No matter the circumstances. Got it? "

His words surprised you, but yet you felt safe in his arm. With a smile, you nod a little. Conveying that you understand and you're thankful.

" Good. Would.. Would it please you to sleep with me in my room tonight? I'll hold you close so nothing can harm you."

It's hard trying to take him seriously, especially when his face is no longer stern but instead a more..flustered one.. Let's just say, a sleep over in Lucifers room, equals a goodnight's sleep and a source of being.

Mammon

You couldn't sleep. Everytime your eyes closed, that nightmare would flash in your brain. Over and over and over again, why can't you seem to dream something else? Anything else? Why does it have to be that same dream? The same one that wakes you up with so much dread that it shakes your soul, and hurts your heart.

Feeling as if you should give up and succumb to your brain playing tricks on you. Just let the sleepless nights take control until you pass out from exhaustion. That's what you were planning, until your D.D.D chimed, the screen illuminating your room.

It was from Mammon. 'odd' you thought to yourself, but you didn't pay any attention to his message. Instead you curled up into a ball on the chilled floor, your knees hugged against your chest and your back resting against the bed. What felt like hours of just sitting there in the quiet.. something or someone can be heard walking through the halls. The footsteps stopping just right outside of your door. Then there was a knock.

" Hey, Mc. You awake? Be a good human and lend me some Grimm, there's this new 24 hour casino right here in the Delvildom that I've been dying to go to! "

Mammon opened your door not even midway into what he was saying. He never gave you the time to answer, it didn't matter if you were awake or asleep. He was going to get that money either way. That is, until he saw you.

What Mammon saw broke his heart, completely shattered it to smithereens. You couldn't help but notice how much his demeanor had changed..He went from uppity and happy to..well what he is now. Quiet, wide eyes like two pools filled to the brim with worry, he was so stunned. It upset you more. "M..MC..? What's wrong? Are you okay? " The white haired demon slowly approached you, not wanting to make you scared or uncomfortable. He sat on the floor next to you, not knowing what to do other than giving you some company.

The awkward quietness of this situation seemed to be getting on both Mammon, and your nerves as well. Feeling as if you might go insane, Mammon breaks the silence for the both of you two. " Hey, what's messin' with ya? You do realize it's nothin' The Great Mammon can't handle!, right? " He smiled, forcing a laugh to ease the tension in the room. However it didn't work, if anything you felt nothing but shame.. You're worrying Mammon over a silly dream that just gave you goose bumps. That's all. Right?

Just the thought of Mammon making fun of you, or talking down on you because you're letting a dream keep him away from his night full of fun or, aka..gambling. It made your lip quiver, eyes filling with pinpricks of tears that kept expanding with each stupid thought. To your disadvantage, Mammon hasn't stopped studying your face and of course catches those tears of yours.

" H-Hey hey! What's with the tears, MC? I-if somethin's the matter, you can tell me, okay? I'm here for you! Ya know that.." By the looks of it, Mammon looked as if he was going to start crying himself. Just by the sight of you in distress. What a way to be guilt tripped.

Without wanting to see him start blubbering too, you begin telling him about the the events that led up to now. The dream that had made you so upset. He listened, nodding as you explained the events of your night horror.

" Really? So that's what has ya all upset and cryin'? " He had a funny smile on his face, but to you it didn't seem funny.. What was he gonna do now? Make fun of you? Call you silly? Instead. He pulled you into a tight hug.

" Don't ya worry, MC, it's alright. We all have bad dreams here n' there. If you're ever lookin' for someone to hold ya tight you know m' always here for ya! " He was all smiles and rosey cheeks now. When you hugged back, his whole world lit up with fire works.

" H-hey..since it's already this late..mind if I camp here with ya tonight? Just d-dont tell Lucifer. Not that I'm scared of him or anything! I just.. don't feel like bein' strung upsidedown by my ankles again.."

Leviathan

You haven't been able to sleep well for days, no matter what. Those nightmares were making it hard for you. It made it worse when you felt as if you had no one to talk to about what's bothering you.

You hated to be alone, but at this time in the morning you'd figure that everyone would be asleep by now. Well, except for one person in particular. You knew he was wide awake due to the fact of..

" Ha! You're so slow bro! Lol! Keep up with the raid you noob! " That voice belonged to non other than Leviathan himself, the third born. Avatar of envy and the king of Otaku-ness.

You leave your room and go out into the hallway, making your way to Levi's room. Upon arrival, you didn't knock, you just walk in and made yourself at home. Taking a seat next to the introverted rugrat, he nearly jumped out of his skin after realizing you were there.

Levi turns his microphone off, thumbs never leaving his controller. " H-Hey mc..what are you doing awake? W-wanna play mononokes island after I'm done? " You didn't say anything, just shrugged. Probably because you were too tired to care, but nOt being alone made it better?

He could see something..he wasn't actually sure what it was..but Levi could tell that there was something wrong with you. Maybe it was your current quiet, slumped self, perhaps it was the bags under your eyes and the look that was displayed in your face. Normally nothing could get in-between Leviathan and his games, but sometimes you have to make exceptions, right?

He couldn't pause his game, so he just let it run. Without him. He even set his headphones aside. Yeah, you knew he was serious now.. " L-Look MC..I know somethings wrong with you..If you want..you can always tell a fellow anime lover what's wrong? " That was basically his way of pleading with you, begging to be told why you're acting so.. quaint..

Yet again you sigh as a response. What did Levi know about bad dreams? All he thinks about is Ruri-Chan..{Then again if he had a dream about Mammon's head with Ruri-Chan's body, I'd be concerned for him and also jealous..}

" Well, there's a reason for you being awake, right? It means you couldn't sleep..That's because you were thinking about my ...," Levi mimicked the movements of drumsticks playing. "Band new game that just got delivered from Akuzon! Right!? You totally wanna play right!? " When you left him nothing but a shrug and silence, It was over for you.

"Look y-you n-normie! I'm talking to you! You can't just ignore me.. L-Like how the Lord of Corruption ignored the Lord of Shadows! So.. t-tell me what's wrong..true friends always tell each other what's wrong.." You couldn't take it.. automatically spilling the beans when he gives you that little pout. You tell him what's making you have a hard time, the dreams that get worse each night..how they haunt you.. and well He Snorts. "Lol! You let a dream keep you awake? Have you even watched that anime called, 'My best friend who lives under my bed is secretly a murderer who hunts down my family until I'm the last one left' ? That one would give you absolute terror "

It sorta makes you mad, how he just disses you like that and returns to his game talk without thinking about anything else. But in this case, he's still looking at you, studying your facial expressions. "Hm.. it scared you.. didn't it, MC? I-Im sorry.. I..I have them too sometimes..But don't tell my anyone else any of that!!" You rolled your eyes, but at least that was something more than just a shrug. "..L-Look..I know it might have been scary..b-but I will protect you like the Lord of Corruption protects the Lord of Fools whenever he is..well..Foolish! Heh"

You smile at him, but you didn't know that you actually gave him a heart attack.. To see your true smile, the sparkle in your eyes..the love, the laughter.. His cheeks couldn't get any hotter, you could cook an egg on them.

Because he knew that he was the reason why you were happy again, and it made Levi so flustered. It made him happy to know that you truly trusted him and you let him comfort you. "H-here..let's skip the raid..j-just this once.. we'll play together to ease your mind!" Welp you agreed to play, but that didn't last but another 12-15 minutes. You fell asleep on his shoulder, and he fell asleep with his head resting against yours. Your lullaby was Leviathans online friends screaming over his microphoned headset, probably wondering if Levi died because he hadn't returned.

Satan

Tossing.. Turning.. whimpering..your body made a multitude of movements and noises while reacting to your not so fun dream. Oh yeah, and crying. You wake up crying, feeling how the warm liquid just trickles down your cheeks and onto your blanket.

Whatever just happened felt so.. vivid..so lifelike.. For a moment there, you thought it was your new, twisted reality. It only takes a few short moments before you realize that you're indeed in your bed. That you were fine, even though your heart was pounding with a speed so great, and your nerves were combobulated.. You try to roll over and sleep again.

Surprise, Surprise.. You couldn't. Right now your body is so stressed out, your senses are uneven, sleeping was NOT an option for you at this moment. There was no point in laying in this bed if you couldn't sleep..but where would you go at a time like this? Ah, of course. Somewhere you found peaceful, and thought no one else would be in there. The library, and that's where you head to, trying to be as quiet as you can to avoid being caught.

Once you're in the library, eyes scanning for something to read to pass the time before morning.. something tells you that you aren't alone...but..who or what else could it b- " Oh? hello there, MC. I see you're also a fan of late night reading? " The unexpected voice belonged to Satan, he was sitting on the couch with his face barely seen behind the book he was reading. " Or did you come here for my sake? That's sweet.. I could use your company "

It was cute, how satan could be an absolute ass hat sometimes {especially to big brother Luci'} But he also had a secretive soft side that just wanted hugs and to feel loved. You gladly take a seat next to him, grabbing a random book that you just found, and pretending to read it. Your brain was too tired to comprehend the words, so you just sat there acting as if you were interested in the book.

Satan may be the sin of wrath, but he's also a very good detective. {Thanks to The Mid-Fall Murders} He was practically choking on the amount of negative energy that seeped from you. "You know. I'm starting to believe that you didn't come here just for some reading.." Wh!- he already has you figured out!? That didn't take long.. "What's the real reason that you're here, MC? Because I know it's more than just not being able to sleep." As he spoke he book marked his page, setting the book in his lap so he could see your face.

It had to be Satan, it just had to be Satan, didn't it?. Not like you had a problem with him..it's just..He can be intimidating okay? Especially right now, when he's being serious and determined to get an answer from you. You try explaining that it was just a dream you had, but Satan didn't give you time to finish. " A dream you say? I believe I have some books about dream meanings ..Would you like to borrow it? It didn't happen to.. involve a bird hitting your window, did it? "

Ignoring his nerdy question, your mind travels back to the semi-realistic dream that felt as if it were conjured in the gates of hell. You tried to explain but..it just bothered you.. Satan respected your boundaries, putting his hand up as a sign for you to stop talking. " I don't need to know if you're uncomfortable with telling me. I understand, MC. "

You're thankful that he didn't try to pry anything from you, that he had the right amount of respect for you. " It's a foreign feeling, isn't it?..You're scared in a house that's not your own, surrounded by people who aren't your exact family.." His voice lowered, almost as if he could feel your pain. "MC..you know that I accept you, correct?..I trust you..I understand something is bothering you, and I just want you to know that I will always be here for you to talk to.."

By the time he was done with his statement, you weren't the only one with cheeks that were darker than Diavolo's pant suit. His words filled your heart with pure bliss and they were important. You needed to hear that, especially from someone like Satan. He hugged you tightly, and you might've hugged back a little too hard. Satan laughed through his speech, making it a little hard to understand at first. "H-Hey M-MC! eheheasy there! Are yohou trying to squeeze the devil outta me? "

You both sat there in the comfort of each other's silence, you being snuggled on Satan's chest. " Do..do you want me to read for you? I can read you this new one I found. It's about an angel who loses his title of being the most respected, he falls out of line with the others and they banish him from their realm" {sound familiar?} Of course he would ask you a book related question, but actually that didn't sound so bad at the moment. You nod, and he happily begins to read.

You lay on his chest, his soft voice spewing out words that you didn't care about. Page after page, Chapter after chapter, you fell asleep within one of those, and eventually he did too. The book slid from his hands, falling into his lap where it stayed upsidedown. You two were a disheveled mess that would eventually be found by someone else in the morning.

Asmodeous

It had came up in a conversation, Asmo asking if you've been taking care of your skin. He noticed a purple tint under your eyes, which made him nearly faint. "What's with this discoloration my dear?" He tried to clean it with a damp towelette, hoping that it was just eye liner or something. When it wasn't coming off, you knew Asmo had a very sharp bone to pick with you.

" MC! You very well know that perfect skin is important, but yet you aren't taking care of yours. Why is that?" At first, you weren't really sure what to say. Watching him move amongst his room in search of some sort of beauty product that you knew he was going to lather you in. " Let's see..Ah here it is, this cream is one of a kind~ I managed to purchase this from a young witch I knew, she said it's purpose was for those certain day's where you didn't feel like yourself.. Of course she was referring to me~, but I'm sure it will do wonders for you also!"

While applying the cream to your face, Asmodeous was talking a storm on how to keep yourself looking absolutely immaculate at all times. Telling you how hard it is to be the most beautiful thing that ever came to the Delvildom. It might've been the countless nights of poor sleep, or the fact that Asmo just had to make everything about himself. Perhaps a mixture of both? You yawn, the sudden change in position accidentally made him smear cream on your shirt.

" Oh my! I'm so sorry, MC! I shouldn't be keeping you up at such a late hour! Here I am lecturing you about healthy skin when I'm not even letting you get your beauty sleep." He whined while cleaning the smeared cream from your clothes.

" You're awfully tired.. usually you tend to stay up longer. Is something the matter, sweetpea? " You tell him it's nothing big it's just that you've been having some awful dreams lately, and it's just harder to sleep at night. You tried making it seem as if it wasn't a big deal, but this is Asmo you're talking to. " Nightmares? Aww, my poor little kitten..if you've been having such trouble sleeping then you should've came to me! My arms are always open for you, MC. No matter the time~"

Asmodeous's words made you feel special, made you understand that there are people who care, you always had a place to go. You smiled at him, which made him giggle. It was getting pretty late, and it was also a school night. But you weren't ready to leave quite yet, you didn't want to be alone. Your feelings were expressed through your features and your body language. Which Asmo paid attention to.

" If you're not wanting to go to bed yet.. I suppose we can stay up a little bit longer? Or better yet, let's have a slumber party! Right here in my room, does that sound fun?" You agreed, anything was better than trying to sleep right now. " Oh perfect! Wait here while I go gather some things~ " He picked up a basket and left you in his room, it wasn't very long before he was on his way back. Infact, you could here how fast he was sprinting through the house because he was so excited.

" I've got some snacks, and a movie that I borrowed from Lucifer. Don't tell him though. " He winked at you, sitting his basket down on his bed, then going over to his vanity and make up drawers. "What should we do first, MC? Ooh! Let's re-paint your nails! I'm thinking..silver and white? No..Navy blue and pink? What would you look like with this on?" It was hard for Asmodeous to contain just how happy he was to spend time with you, his arms full of nail polish and make up brushes.

The whole night, Asmo never once asked for the details of your nightmare. That's because he trusted you, he knew that if something really did hurt you, you'd tell him. He knows you wouldn't just lie to him inorder to pacify him. Hell, the boy is staying up way late, ignoring his constant reminder of beauty sleep. He's doing this for you, doing everything in his power to ensure that you're happy and safe.

It's hard to tell how long you guy's actually stayed up, getting little to no sleep was a first for Asmodeous. But he enjoyed your company, the things you talked about, your time.

However.. Lucifer might've had to drag you two out in the hallway the next morning. Way early in the morning too, before anyone else was awake. Specifically to give you and Asmo a three and a half hour long lecture about what not to do on school nights.

After that night, you started to hang out with Asmo as much as you could. You really did owe it to him after all..at least that's what you felt. The guy {according to Asmo himself} nearly ''ruined'' his perfect complexion due to lack of sleep. He didn't say that around you.. But deep down, it didn't bother him at all. All that mattered to him was of course his precious appearance, but your smile as well.

Beelzebub

It's so wonderful isn't it.. such wonderful hours.. Surrounded by nothing but a thick blanket of quietness and the dark.

Perhaps if you were in a different position? Hm..no.. What about one like this?..No That's not it either.. Well I guess it wouldn't matter what position you tried falling asleep in, nothing's going to work. Why? you think. It could be that you've been having trouble with home sickness, or maybe the fact you've been having nightmares? Or it could be weird sleeping in someone else's house..maybe it's a little bit of erythang.

You couldn't just sit there, you had to do something.. anything to free your mind away from the thoughts which were coursing through your head like a train. All of a sudden there was a loud clash from downstairs, some hurried footsteps, and several hushed curses. What better way to ignore your thoughts! With the quickness of a wobbly chicken, you jump from your bed and make it downstairs. Once there, you start looking for any signs of life. That's when you hear a bit softer clink or two coming from the kitchen. You walk up to the door way, peaking your head around to see who it may be.

" This is so good..mmph.." *munch munch* "I hope Levi won't be upset at me...oh well.." *casual nom nom* That muffled voice was unsurprisingly Beelzebub, who was currently having the time of his life since he got ahold of Levi's Limited edition Ruri-Chan Mochi bites. " What's that up there? Huh.. Lucifer hid some celestial realm cookies up here?" *Long sniff* " Wait..this is Luke's cooking! " You couldn't help but watch Beel chow down a whole cookie jar- that most importantly belonged to Lucifer. Wonder what that fight would look like..

You greet him in your own way, with either a 'hi' or a 'wassup'. In all honesty, it doesn't matter how you greet Beel. Because you just scared the shit out of him. " mm..these are so deli- AwAuagH!? M-MC!? Oh..you nearly gave me a heart attack, I thought you were Lucifer." The 'BFG' smiled down at you, a laugh is in his voice. " You can't just walk up on a demon like that!..I could've eaten you..or something." Thanks to you, he was now covered in crumbs {more than usual}, surrounded by dropped food {due to the startle} with a very faint blush plastered to his cheeks. It was cute how he nearly looked like a child who was caught red handed with his hand in the cookie jar. Literally.

You now walk fully into the kitchen, standing beside the overly tall orange tree of a demon. He was still happily eating whatever he could shove in his mouth, and well you? You were just silent and moped around. Beel couldn't help but watch you from the corner of his eye, if anything your vibes made him feel uneasy. He's not used to late night company when he's in the process of devouring things, so he wasn't sure how to conversate with you. " Are you alright there, Mc? Want to help me cook something? " Of course Beel out of all people would want assistance cooking at a time such as this. You shake your head no, and he grunts. ' What's wrong with this human? Why are they so quiet? Is it broken? Forgotten to eat today!? ' So many things were racing through poor Beelzebubs mind.. infact, for some reason..it makes his stomach upset.

Beel sighed, placing his hand on his stomach while the other put down the cookie jar. " Hmm.." he sighed in pure discomfort. Beel wasn't one for small talk, he's never been that way, neither has Belphie. Sure they loved to go on and on about the things they were passionate about, but whenever it was something uncomfortable or confusing- they'd just leave it to the breeze or tried to give a okay-ish response. They gave their own opinions and responses mentally. Twin like twin.

" What's wrong? " The only response he received was the flatly hushed words of '''a nightmare.''' He nods with a grunt. Oh but how he knew all too well what that felt like..And he's just, stuck; He wants to help you, trust me- he loves you, you're his family. Seeing you in your current state makes him so worried, the only thing he can do is.

Put his hand on you shoulder, look into your eyes, take a deep breath, and smile. There was sadness glistening in his eyes despite that beautiful simper . " You know, after the war.. Belphie had trouble sleeping.." He looked away from you, the floor seemed to be more comforting. "He would tell me..that Lilith was always in his dreams, calling out for him..but her voice wasn't the same..he said she sounded hurt or scared. W-when he found her..he was...too late. Each and every time..he was too late..too late to say 'goodbye', too late to say 'I love you'."

His grip on your shoulder wasn't tight, it was shakey, shakey and heavy. The sin of gluttony pulled you in his arms, engulfing your frame within his. " When he told me..he would always sob and try to wipe his tears away, but no matter how much he wiped them..they never stopped coming." It wasn't normal for Beel to spew out a million words at once, but he was trying all he could to relate with you. To tell you that he understood.

" I made Belphie promise me, that whenever he had a bad dream, or felt down, to tell me..and I would hold his hand until he fell asleep. I would like to make that same promise with you, MC. I want you to promise me? Please?"

That night a promise was made, a promise that would ensure that- not only would MC tell Beel, but Beel would also tell MC. They promised each other, that no matter what- one will always be there for the other.

Belphegore

Sleep, one of life's most cherished things. The way it rejuvenates your body and mind..Aha, wrong. Sleep is not your friend right now, sleep wants nothing to do with you . You two are officially enemies, it's already set in stone.

Infact, sleep hates you so much, that when you manage to get the slightest amount of shut-eye- you wake up 2 minutes later, panicked with fresh adrenaline. Which, news flash! Does not. Help with. Your issue. The nightmares start affecting your daily life, your school, your thoughts. It's apart of you, and it's very obvious that you're struggling with something. But at this current moment you tried to forget about it- because you, Beelzebub, and Belphegore were in the attic, enjoying a..snack/nap/movie time thing? It's a work in progress okay-?

The three of you surrounded by muffled munching, faint voices from the t.v, and Belphie's light snores. It was comforting..it was nice. Your eyes fluttered to a close, drifting off..and off. That is until the loud noise of..laughter erupted from someones pocket, it was just enough to annoyingly jerk you from slumber land. The source of the noise was Beels D.D.D, his ringtone was Belphs' laugh- which according to Mammon, was a very rare song to Beels' ears.

Apparently Beel had to head out, which now leaves just you and the sleepy meat Oreo. However, things are quiet again, and you eventually find yourself in a slightly deeper sleep than before. Oh but remember Sleep? Yeah, so um, they present you with a lovely dream called.

'- MC loses everyone they love to a soaking wet sloth who can travel at a rather high speed.-' it wasn't as scary as your previous ones, bit you still woke with a gasp and flinched movement. "Huh? Did I startle you, MC? I'm sorry for waking you " Your eyes meet with the smaller twins' pinky-purple orbs that seem to look fretful. You try to shrug it off by telling him it was just some bad dream, that it was okay because you were used to them.

" Bad dreams? I know what that's like. " Belphegore said before plopping his head back onto his cow speckled pillow. " Sometimes they're so real.. sometimes they range from okay to just..not right " he groaned, hands coming up to cover his face. " And on bad nights it's like I'm cursed to relive the past over and over again.. " You sighed and looked down, between the odd aura radiating from Belphie and your tiredness- Everything seemed.. dull?

" So what was your dream about? " His voice chirped through the thicCc atmosphere. Your dream? You couldn't really think of exactly one, seeing that there was many, each as horrible as the other. But you do explain how the dreams have been bothering you from a day to day basis.

Listening to your every word until the very end, and then he hums. Giggles. Then finally sighs. " Beel had me make up a silly promise with him, just because my dreams got so bad.." Belph paused, looking you in the eyes. " He was always there before..and then the..well. " His eyes roamed around the entirety of the attic. " I hated to worry him..and..I hate when you worry me. "

Everything was quiet again, even the T.V sounded muffled. Yet through the blanket of dysphoric silence, there was sniffles. Arms within oversized jacket sleeves reach for your hands. Teary glazed eyes piercing your soul to it's very core. Belphegores' expression was a mix of many, however they were unidentifiable. " Ever since you've been here, those hellish things haven't been bothering me as much..I think you're responsible for that..."

A blush rose under the tear stains on his cheeks, arms still curled around yours in an effort to keep you close to him. Whether you accept his body leaning on yours or not, he still cuddles up to you. "You know, I wouldn't mind if Diavolo kept you here a little longer! " He laughed louder than before, making you realize that Mammon and Beel where both right. That not so common smile, that rare laugh, the way his nose scrunches up when he giggles, even the way he blushes through his own tears. Everything about this sleepy demon made you fall in love with him more and more.

The movement of his frame trying to curl in the lao of yours awoken you from your thoughts. As the two of you lay in each others hold, it's like walking into a different dimension.. Peace has finally been made with you and sleep. Sleep loves you now, it welcomes you with open arms. The safe, secure feeling is back- allowing you to practically pass out alongside Belphie.

Oh how the brothers would be so coveted if they saw the pair of you.

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The moral is-

Somewhere in the mess of tags.