🖤Black Heart (Multi-fandom)🖤
🖤Prompt: You hate how cruel they are, but what you hate more is that you like them and can't seem to stop.
🖤Note: For Halloween, I decided to do something special.
🖤Characters included: Vox(Hazbin Hotel), Valentino (Hazbin Hotel), Hades (Disney: Hercules), Heather (Total Drama series), Captain Hook(Disney: Peter Pan), Beetlejuice (Beetlejuice*Movie or Musical), Gideon Gleeful(Gravity Falls), Heather Chandler(Heathers*Movie or Musical), Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz(Corba Kai), Dr. Facilier(Disney: Princess and the Frog), Eddy (Ed, Edd, n' Eddy), Dallas Winston (The Outsiders), Duncan (Total Drama) and Verosika Mayday(Helluva Boss). All of these will be with a gender-neutral reader.
Vox (Hazbin Hotel)
All of your friends have told you so and always reminded you.
You knew about the Overlords. It was honestly inescapable. Stories of their cruel deeds and greed spread like wildfire through the rings of Hell.
Everyone knew which Overlords were the cruelest of the cruel and which ones maybe had a heart.
You knew that getting mixed up with Vox was gonna be a huge mistake. One that you couldn't take back now.
Despite that, you only wanted to spend more time around him.
Sure, he was still that jackass and heartless businessman that all of the stories traded around about him say.
For the first few months that you spent with Vox, it seemed that you were blinded by all of the extravagances of it all.
So blind that you ignored all of the signs and billboards that Vox put out.
"Are you gonna fucking mope around again, (Y/N)?"
"I don't know," You scoffed, "Are you gonna stop being an ass?"
Vox laughed, causing you to cross your arms.
"Well...?"
"Are you fucking serious? Don't you dare come at me with this bullshit."
"That's not an answer."
"You fucking knew about this way before I met you. You can't act fucking shocked about me and this shit. All of Hell knows!" Vox yelled. "So, don't act like this is a fucking surprise that I'm an asshole. This is Hell, sweetheart."
"Doesn't mean that you have to treat me like shit, Vox!" You said, 'Doesn't give you the right to treat others like shit. Doesn't give you the right to treat my friends like shit!"
"Oh? Is this what this is about? Because I treated your friends like I do every other demon?" Vox grumbled. "You of all people, shouldn't be surprised. I acted like this from day one with you. You said nothing. You did nothing. Why now, (Y/N)? Why didn't you say anything until now?"
"I-I don't know."
"Bullshit! Why didn't you say anything?"
Silence. Your mind was screaming answers, but they all failed to be formed into words and spill out of your lips.
"Answer me!"
"I love you!" You yelled, "I never said anything because even you doing shit I hate doesn't stop these feelings."
"Ha! That can't be the real reason, (Y/N)."
You stayed silent, staring ahead a Vox.
"Are you being for real?"
You simply nod, not trusting your words right now.
"You don't love me." Vox added quickly, "You're just messing with me."
".....Vox...." You sigh, "I don't lie about that shit. You're a jackass, but I do love you."
Valentino (Hazbin Hotel)
Valentino is very well known throughout Hell.
Everyone knew or had an idea about the type of person he was based on his business and other rumors from those who work for him.
You could easily confirm that all of those rumors were true.
Valentino is a sleazy, cruel overlord. It kind of came with the territory.
He had a lot of power, and it wasn't a mystery as to how he got it.
But, holy shit, was he fucking charming.
And the worst part is that he knew that he was.
All of your friends warned you about getting involved with Valentino.
"You're a nightmare." You whispered, tears springing from your eyes.
"Please, is that the worst you got?"
"You're cruel. You're sadistic."
"No shit." Valentino scoffed, "You do realize where we are, babe? I didn't land in Hell for my kindness."
"I know, but you don't have to treat others like shit all the time."
"You really getting on me for tr-"
"Your friends, Val. Vox, Velvet, me."
"Lis-"
"No! You are gonna listen to what the fuck I have to say."
Valentino crossed his arms, keeping his eyes on you, waiting for you to continue.
"We care about you and all you fucking do is treat us like shit! We are the only ones who genuinely care for you in all of Hell and if you aren't going to respect that one simple thing, then I'm done."
"Then how come you're still here?"
"What?"
"If you really felt this way, you would've left already. Something's keeping you here." Valentino grinned. "So what is it? The long nights together? Or the quickies in my office?"
Silence.
"Or maybe it's my-"
"It's because I love you." You blurted, frustrated that Valentino couldn't come to that on his own. "I put up with your shit because I love you."
"It's my position as Overlord. It's my money that you love." Valentino scoffed, "it's not me."
"Believe me when I say that I can't really explain it." You said, "I just do, despite everything. Despite how much you try to push away."
Hades (Disney: Hercules)
Having first-hand experience with Hades, Hercules was the first one who opposed when he first found out about you hanging around Hades.
You always responded with quick comments, but you knew where Herc was coming from.
Hades was known to be a bit devious and cunning.
It was sweet that Herc didn't want anything bad to happen to you.
"It's sweet that you want to defend me." Hades smirked
"It's getting harder to." You muttered.
"Speak a little louder, babe." Hades said, "Souls screaming in your ears 24/7 make you hard of hearing."
"I said that it's getting harder to keep defending you."
"Well, babe I-"
"Hades, I need to say my piece first."
Silence.
Hades could tell that you were serious about this and as much as his desire to pay a joking comment was, he knew that it wasn't the best timing.
"It's getting harder to defend you. It's getting harder to ignore all of your cruelness. It's getting hard to pretend that that part of you doesn't exist. It's not fair to you to pretend that it doesn't."
"(Y/N), babe, let's just tal-"
"Hades. Please." You pleaded, "If I don't let this out now, I won't ever and I will resent you for it."
You take a deep breath, keeping your eyes on Hades.
"I don't like how you treat others. In fact I hate it most of the time. You use people and treat them like shit. Pain and Panic have been nothing but loyal to you and you maim them every other day!"
"Pain and Panic? You're gonna have to dig deeper on evidence if that's your hard hitter, babe."
"You're just a user! You use people and then throw them out when you're done with them!" you said, "it got me thinking. How far off are we from you doing that to me?!"
"(Y/N)...."
"I can't pretend that you aren't who you are. I can't pretend that it doesn't bug me."
"Hey! You knew what you were getting into with me. You don't get to act like it's some big fucking surprise."
"Hades!!"
"What?"
"I love you."
Now that you said it, there was no going back.
"I can't pretend and deny it. Despite how cruel you are, I still love you."
"You make it sound like it's a problem."
"I just, can't explain it. I hate how you treat others, but no matter how hard I try, I just can't stop loving you."
Heather (Total Drama)
Heather was someone that everyone knew not to cross, let alone even become friends with.
Gwen and Bridgette have extensively warned you about getting tangled up with the heartless girl for weeks after you said a comment about how nice Heather has been lately.
You weren't sure when you started to change your feelings about Heather, but you were pretty shocked about them.
After all, you had witnessed Heather mess and undermine everyone on the Island.
Surely, that alone would make sure that you never ever want to talk, let alone think about Heather again.
Maybe it was that late-night talk in the hallways of the Playa de Losers, where you laughed so loud, as Heather hissed at you to keep it down.
Or maybe it was the time after that where Heather snuck into Chef Hatchet's kitchen to steal ice cream after you had a rough day.
Yeah, it was defiantly then.
You have been naive to think that Heather would be any different.
Sure, you saw her soft and sweet spots more than the others, but she was still Heather.
And Heather can be a major bitch.
"Hello?" Heather said, waving a hand in front of your face, "Earth to (Y/N)?"
"Hmmm?"
"What is your deal tonight? You've said like 6 words to me today. Care to tell me wha-"
"Why are you such a b-" You paused, regretting even starting this conversation.
Silence. You knew that there was no going back now.
"Are you gonna finish?" Heather spat, crossing her arms, "Or are you too much of a fucking coward?"
"Why are you such a bitch to everyone?"
"Come on, (Y/N). You've met them right?" Heather laughed.
"Yes. I'm friends with them." You said, "All Gwen and Bridgette tell me is how being close to you is a huge mistake."
"Is that what you think?"
"I don't know."
"Please, you so do. You wouldn't have brought it up if you were clueless, (Y/N)."
".....I can see what they mean. You are mean to others for no reason most of the time, Heather. But...."
You took a deep breath, quickly meeting Heather's eyes.
"But I love you. No matter how many times Gwen or Bridgette or Geoff will tell me about how awful and cruel you are, I always seem to want to come back to you. I always seem to defend you in front of them. And maybe it's because I stayed around to see what's underneath your pricky exterior instead of shunning you out like the others. Or maybe it's because you don't hate me."
Heather wasn't sure what response she was expecting, but it really wasn't that one. Sure, she's been in relationships before, but none of them loved her. And she never loved them. It was all purely strategic and transactional. But she would be lying if she didn't find herself feeling the same way about you.
She could never hate you.
Or at least not in the way that you think.
So she opted for her usual response.
"Ha! I knew that you loved me." She said, but even in the moonlight, you could see her smile slightly.
Captain Hook (Disney: Peter Pan)
"Are you calming down?
"DO I LOOK LIKE I AM CALMING DOWN, (Y/N)?!"
".....yes?" You suggested, glancing away Hook's piercing glare. "Okay, I'm gonna note that as a solid no."
"Are you mad?!"
"Is that a serious question, Hook?"
"Well, you must be," Hook continued, ignoring your question. "You seem to have no issue second-guessing me in front of the whole crew."
"Oh? Oh!" You said in realization.
"....Anything you'd like to say?"
"No."
"Ah, well I'm happy to see that you've come arou-Wait, no!?" Hook roared, "What do you mean 'no'?!"
"No." You said, "I stand by what I said."
"All of which you knew, by the way." Hook added, "You can't just throw this in my face because you suddenly don't like it now."
"Then what am I supposed to do, Hook?! Sit back and watch this unfold," You said, gesturing towards the struggling and tied-up Tiger Lily, glaring daggers over at Mr. Smee, as he continued to prepare the small boat.
"Isn't that what you do? Support me?"
"Not with stuff like this!"
Silence.
"Listen, I get that you have issues with Peter Pan and the Lost Boys, but Tiger Lily has nothing do to with that."
"But she-"
"No! I talk, you listen." You boomed, shutting anything Hook was going to say down right away. "I am not going to support you on this. I know that even without my support you're still going to do this. Do what you want, but don't expect me to always support it 100%."
You knew that Hook was going to do what he wanted anyway.
He was stubborn like that.
But so were you and you weren't going to back him up in a kidnapping and possibly drowning of Tiger Lily.
Although, you couldn't find it in you to leave.
Hook was still funny and sweet towards you.
"I refuse to watch you drown a child in order to kill another child."
"Why are you making it sound bad? It really isn't that b-"
"But," You said, cutting him off. "I can't see myself leaving either."
"So...... What are you saying?"
"I am saying that I guess that you're stuck with me a little longer." You said, "Just not for this."
Beetlejuice (Beetlejuice)
Beetlejuice isn't exactly known for his kindness.
You aren't sure what he's known for besides being the creepiest and snarkiest demon out there.
He didn't hide who he was.
Which was why you were shocked to find those months into being with BJ that you found it to be annoying.
Call it the honeymoon period or the puppy love period. Call it whatever.
As of late, it seemed that whatever BJ did seemed to get on your nerves.
Maybe it was the constant innuendos
Or maybe it was the fact that he kept trying to haunt and get revenge on this teenage girl.
It was probably the latter.
"What's your fucking deal?"
"Maybe it's the harassment of a 15-year-old girl, BJ."
"Aw come on! Lydia loves that shit."
"Ha! I seriously doubt that!"
"Besides, why do you care about that shit anyway?" BJ said, quickly zooming over to your side, wrapping an arm around you. "Jealous?"
"I'm serious, BJ! She's a fucking teenager and you're just some.....some..."
"Come on if you're gonna insult me, at least finish the insult."
"You're just some fucking creep, BJ!"
".....and.....?"
"That's not something to be proud of!"
"Please, you act like you haven't met me before, sweetheart. I've always been like this. Maybe you just didn't want to see it." BJ smirked.
You hated it but he was right.
You were ignoring BJ's creepiness towards Lydia.
You have been ignoring it the whole time.
"Struck a nerve there, huh?" BJ grinned. "Well, serves you right for thinking that you're so high and mighty, being all ethical and shit. You know no one li-"
"I love you, BJ."
".....what?"
"That has to be why I ignored the signs. It has to be."
"....or you secretly like it when I'm like that...."
"Nope. I love you. That can be the only explanation."
Gideon Gleeful (Gravity Falls)
"Are you fucking serious?"
"Why, of course, I am, peach."
"Gideon, I'm serious. Why did you think summoning a dream demon was a good idea?!"
"The Pines Twins! And that no good Stanford Pines!"
".....But a dream demon?" You said, gesturing to the summoning circle Gideon had drawn in the ground.
"He's gonna help me finally drive the Pines family out of Gravity Falls!"
"Gideon," You pause, "Don't you think that you're being a bit irrational."
"WHY WOULD YOU SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT?"
"I mean, this is.....wow."
Gideon was always known for being a bit of a drama queen and taking things to the extreme, but summoning a literal demon was far over the line than you were comfortable with.
"It's just that you tend to take things over to the extreme side, and well....." You gestured to the summoning circle.
"....yeah, so?"
"Are you telling me that you see nothing wrong with what you did?"
"That Pines' family had it comin'!"
Silence.
"Listen, Gid-"
"No! Nonononono."
"I-"
"You can't be having second thoughts now! I need you on board with me!"
"I wasn't even a part of the board when you decided to do this, Gideon!"
"You can't just leave."
"Gideon," You sighed.
"You can't just throw away our relationship over this."
"I didn't say that I was!" You blurted out.
"Wha-"
"I never said that I was throwing away anything, Gideon." You sighed, "I just- I just can't get on board with this scheme, so don't expect me to."
"Peach, I-"
"I love you, but I can't support your actions on this." You said, waiting silently, as Gideon eventually nodded.
Heather Chandler (Heathers)
"Are you done being a little pouty bitch?"
"Depends," You said, "Are you done actually being a bitch?"
"Y'know I would watch the tone. I could easily find someone else to go to prom with, (Y/N)."
"Fine." You crossed your arms, narrowing your eyes at the red-clad Heather in front of you. "But, are you gonna drop them as quickly as you are with me?"
You grinned, watching Heather open and close her mouth.
"I mean, it's like you said, we're all replaceable, Heather." You said, "Even you."
"I am NOT replaceable." Rage pushed and urged Heather forward, closing the slight distance between the two of you. "Maybe if you just followed along with whatever I said or did, we wouldn't be having this fucking conversation. Understand?"
"Oh, I understand." You said, taking a step back from her.
"You do?" She laughed.
"I understand that you treat others like shit. I understand that you think that you rule the world because you have a hot ass. I understand that you believe that you can trick me and scare me into being a mindless follower behind you. I understand that you're just a bitch."
"Oh..... you're gonna regret saying that." Heather whispered, "I can make your life a living hell, sweetie."
"How is that different from every day, babe?"
You swore that Heather's face turned as red as her outfit.
Heather was just so arrogant and ruthless.
She knew that she was hot and that she could get anyway with anything.
You hated how she could do that.
You hated how she treated others like shit.
But honestly, when she paid attention to you, it felt like nothing else mattered.
You hated that you loved her.
You hated that she knew it.
"Really? That's not what you said last night." Heather smirked. "You seemed pretty happy with me and my hot ass then. In fact, I think you're exact words were," She paused, "Oh! Heather! OOOoh!" Heather moaned, bringing her hand to her chest.
Silence.
She has you wrapped around her finger
And the worst part is that she knows it too
"Hmmm? Cat got your tongue there, (Y/N)?"
And sure, she was a bitch.
But, she just always knew how to make you melt.
"Wanna find out?"
Heather smirked, pulling you closer towards her, sealing your lips with a kiss.
Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz (Corba Kai)
"You broke Demetri's arm?!"
"I had no other choice! Everyone else was cheering me on, babe!"
"Yes, you had a choice!" You spat, glaring down at Hawk. "You chose to do it."
"(Y/N), I-"
"No! You chose to break his arm. You made that decision."
"It wasn't like that. I-"
"So what was it like, then?" You crossed your arms.
Silence.
"Listen, at first I thought you joining Corba Kai was great. You grew confident and brave." You scoffed, "But, this isn't you. Not the Eli I know."
"I was weak back then. I was a loser back then."
"Then what does that make you now!? Breaking arms isn't exactly a non-loser move!"
"I'm finally somebody. No one would even give me a second glance unless it was to make fun of me, (Y/N)!"
"Yeah, you're somebody, alright. You're a jackass. You're a jerk. You're cruel and heartless."
"So, what are you saying. You're done with this?!" Hawk said, "With us?"
"No!" You said, "I don't know."
"Bullshit. You're calling me a coward. you can't even say what's on your mind."
"You wanna hear what's on my mind? Fine. I'm not gonna spare your feelings."
You paused, crossing your arms, keeping your gaze dead set on the mohawked boy.
"You're an asshole. You grew confident, but you became so fucking arrogant and mean-spirited. You became pretty much a person I hate."
You let your gaze shift away from Hawk's, afraid to see the look on his face.
Because despite how much he was an asshole, underneath all of those Hawk layers, there was still Eli somewhere.
It mostly peaked out whenever the two of you were alone.
"If you hate me so much, then why don't you leave?"
"Because I love you." You sighed.
"(Y/N), I-"
"I tried to stop, but I just can't seem to."
It was now or never.
"I can't stop my feelings for you, Even no matter how much I watch you treat others like shit. I can't explain it." You said, "I'm not even sure if I want to."
Dr. Facilier (Disney: Princess and the Frog)
"This is how I make money, (Y/N)!!"
"By tricking strangers? Giving them ill-intentioned spells?!"
"You knew this well before I knew ya."
"Doesn't mean that I can't be upset about it, Facilier!"
"No! No! You knew and you still chose to be with me!"
It usually started with small comments about how you didn't agree with a trick that Facilier played.
Or a comment that he made that stuck with you for the wrong reasons.
A lot of your friends tried to warn you about getting wrapped up with the Shadow Man.
You just refused to listen to them.
Maybe you should have.....
"You do not get to say things like that! You were given an out a long time ago. You didn't take it." Dr. Facilier glared, his shadow slinking behind him.
"That was all fine before you did this." You said, gesturing to Lawerence, who stayed put over by the table where Facilier just read his future, holding a jar with a frog. Which would be totally fine and all if it wasn't for the fact that the frog was a prince.
"Hello." Lawerence waved, smiling a bit sheepishly.
"Quiet, Larry," Facilier commanded.
"You turned a prince into a frog, Faci. I can't ignore that!"
"So, what do you want? You wanna leave?" Facilier chuckled, "You don't get to suddenly want it now."
Did you want the out?
Was Facilier really that cruel for you to never want to be around him again?
Sure, he does trick innocent and gullible people.
Does that mean that you can just ignore the literal frog prince sitting in a jar not too far away from you?
But he was still the same Faci that you grew to love.
The same Faci who did cute, small magic tricks to cheer you up.
The same Faci that stole little trinkets from around town to surprise you with little gifts.
This shouldn't change things.
Right?
"Listen, I may not agree with what you're doing," You sigh, "But, I can't just walk away and pretend that you mean nothing to me. Pretend that none of this happened."
Facilier stayed silent, hoping that Lawerence would too.
"I love you, Faci," You said, "And I'd hate to just drop those feelings."
"Aw Cher. I w-"
"Just, to be clear, I still hate this plan." You added, a small smile on your lips.
"Fair enough."
Eddy (Ed, Edd, n Eddy)
"You're a weasel." You spat, narrowing your eyes at Eddy.
"I've been called worse." He shrugged, grinning over at you.
Pretty much everyone in Peach Creek knew all about Eddy and his asshole behavior.
Hell, you witnessed most of said behavior way before you started going out with him.
"But, uh, babe," Eddy said, wrapping an arm around you, drawing you in closer towards him. "I don't see you refusing."
He was right. You hated when he was right.
Because despite how much Eddy's constant schemes and general jerkiness annoyed you to no end, you never refused him.
But that doesn't mean that you can't have fun with it. After all, messing with him was your favorite part.
He was funny, whether or not he was intentionally being funny.
He also had his moments where he wasn't a total ass. There weren't that many, but he had some.
Unfortunately, Eddy was also fueled by greed, leaving you to rot many times just for some get-rich-quick schemes.
He didn't care who he had to step on to do so either.
You have lost count of how many times Eddy's thrown Ed, Double D, or you under the bus just for some quick cash.
"Well, maybe it's time that I do." You mutter.
"Ha! yeah right. You're all talk."
"Do you want to find out?"
Eddy froze. Your tone was serious. He knew that whatever he said next could be the difference between the two of you staying together and splitting up.
Which is why he chose to say nothing.
"You're an asshole." You said. "You treat everyone like crap. You use us until you're down. How long until you're gonna keep treating us like this, Eddy?"
"(Y/N), listen-"
"No, you're gonna listen to me." You said. "You have no right treating Double D and Ed like shit. They have been by your side through all kinds of crap. But when it's time for you to be by their side, you vanish. You're selfish."
"You're pissed about Double D and Ed...?"
"No! You fucking arrogant prick! I'm pissed because even when you're a shitty person, I still want to be around you.!" You yelled, pausing afterward to take a deep breath. "I hate myself for not hating you. Believe me, I've tried."
Silence. Eddy kept his mouth shut and his eyes on you, waiting for your next move.
"I just can't seem to hate you like the others. I always seem to somehow defend you," You said, "Even though you don't deserve it."
"......So what I'm hearing is that you're pissed because you like me too much...?"
"YES! Why can't you wr-Hey! Stop laughing! Eddy, this is serious."
Dallas Winston (The Outsiders)
Pretty much all of Tulsa knew about Dallas Winston.
He actually preferred it that way, and love nothing more than to recount his various tales of his times in and out of jail.
Or at least that's the impression you had gotten from him.
Though he never seemed too interested in correcting that impression.
He did like to play up the semi-reformed jailbird card a lot, as you noted during your various days and nights spent around him.
In a way, you knew what you were getting into with Dallas, but in a whole other sense, you had no clue.
"It was just one fucking fight, (Y/N)!"
"He smashed your face in, Dal!"
"Please! You know that I had to fight him!"
"Oh? Did you Dallas?"
"Don't do that?" Dally groaned, bringing his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. "Don't do this shit again!"
"Dal-"
"No! You fucking knew what being with me was like and you don't get to fucking complain because it's what you expected."
"That's not fair!"
"You know what's not fair?" Dally asked, getting up from his seat, moving closer to you, "You, expecting me to act any different than I did before we met."
Silence.
That's not what you were doing. Was it?
"What? Hit a nerve? I told you something that you didn't want to hear?"
"You're an ass."
"Tell me something I don't know, babe."
You knew that he was right and the worst part is that Dally knew too.
You were being rather unfair to him by expecting him to not act the jailbird and asshole that he was.
You almost expected him to suddenly be a different person and that he'd change for you. And all of that mushy stupid shit that Dally detailed when talking about some of the other girls that he's been with.
Did you really want to be remembered like that?
Besides, a lot of his charm did come from the fact that he thought that he could just get anyway with anything. Even if you'd rather die than admit that to his smug ass.
"....Although, I guess that if you can put up with my selfish ass, then you can't be too bad..." You mutter, grinning up at Dally.
"About time you saw things my way,"
"Yeah, yeah." You rolled your eyes, but it didn't take much for Dally to see your smile and the light blush that spread across your face.
Duncan (Total Drama)
"Is that a serious question?"
"Of course it is."
"Ah, babe, c'mon, he was totally asking for it."
"Harold was not asking for anything from you, last time I checked"
"He so w-"
"No. I'm talking. You're listening." You stated, glaring at the green-haired delinquent.
"Alright," Duncan nodded, crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair, "So, talk."
"Harold doesn't deserve all the shit you do to him. Why do you have to pick and harass him all the god damn time?"
"Did LeShawna sick you up on this?"
"That doesn't sound like listening." You commented, "Anyway, don't you think that Harold's had enough?"
"Ha! Oh, yeah sure. And next thing you're gonna say is that I should befriend the guy."
"Well that wou-"
"Hell no." Duncan said, "Not gonna happen, sweetheart."
"Would it kill you?"
"I don't know, but I'd rather not find out."
"Uhhh." You groaned.
"What's your deal with this anyway? It's not the little dweeb is your best friend?"
"And would things really change if he was, Dunc?" You snapped, "Because I sure as hell don't see you making that sacrifice for me if that was the case."
"Why do you even fucking care, (Y/N)?"
"I hate how you treat him, Duncan!" You yelled, "I hate how you treat a lot of people here actually."
"I don't see you leaving." Duncan scoffed, "If you hated it so much, you'd be gone by now, sweetheart."
He was....right.
Despite how shitty he treated not only Harold but a handful of others, you never thought about leaving him.
And with that thought in your head, the pit in your stomach grows.
How did Duncan of all people distract you so much? How did he get you to ignore his shitty treatment of Harold?
"So, I take it that I was right, then sweetheart," Duncan smirked. "So, don't blame me for the shit you choose to ignore."
You take a moment to stare at him, wheels slowly turning in your head, searching for an answer for why you let this happen. For why you oversaw a huge part of why the others disliked the punk.
"Uh.....Sweetheart?" Duncan asked, shifting in his seat. It was clear that he was growing uncomfortable with your continuing blank gaze on him.
"I think that I love you." You knew that this was bold and unexpected. You knew that this had a chance of scaring the punk off for good. You weren't too sure of Duncan's next moves but you did know that you needed to let that out.
"About time you admitted to it," Duncan smirked, suddenly falling back into his general cocky and laidback attitude.
Verosika Mayday (Helluva Boss)
A spoiled, arrogant bitch is only one of the few things that come to mind when hearing the name Verokisa Mayday.
Great voice and sexy are usually the next things to come to mind afterward.
While she had her sweet moments with you behind the scenes, Verosika was still very much a bitch.
You guess that you couldn't totally blame her for acting the way that she does.
Verosika was one of Hell's most sought-after pop star and succubi.
You don't really think that she was really truly told no before.
"....and why do you want me to do this?"
"Because you love me and I'll make it worth your while~" She smirked.
"V, you don't have to use sex to get me to do things. I just wanna know why you want me to harass your ex-boyf-"
"Don't you fucking dare call him that."
"-riend." You finished. "Why?"
"Ugh!" Verosika growled. "You know what he did."
"Yeah, I do. He's an asshole for that, but setting fire to I.M.P.'s office?!"
"Yeah. Have a problem with that?"
"Actually, yeah." You said. "You can hate Blitzø all you want, but why ruin the lives of his employees, V? What did the two other imps and hellhound do to you?"
"Spring Break," Verosika said, crossing her arms. "Those imps got us in trouble with the cops. That Hellhound distracted Tex from helping us make a quick getaway."
"Doesn't mean that you can set fire to their office!"
"....So, are you in or not?" Verosika groaned.
You love Verosika. You really did. But this was a bit too far. Even for her.
"No, I can't."
"WHAT?!" Verosika gritted her teeth, anger surging her closer to you.
"No."
"I heard you the first time!" She roared, "Why not? What makes this different from when we destroyed Cristal's music studio?"
"One, Cristal is a bitch and she stole your hook for her new single." You quickly said, "Two, that was destroying a music studio, not arson!"
"It's not like I'm asking you to light the match, (Y/N)." Verosika said, "All I'm asking is for you to trust me and have faith in me."
You trusted Verosika. You trusted her more than you have with anyone else. But this was extreme. You knew that she was sweet and confident and beautiful. But arsonist? But, then again Blitzø did hurt her and still refuses to own up to that.
"Listen, I can't say that I agree with your plan or anything, but I trust you. I always will." You said, taking one of Verosika's hands in your own. "I love you, V."
"I love you, (Y/N)," Verosika smiled
"....I'm still not letting you burn down the I.M.P. office."
".....Well, that's no fun."
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