Atsumu was alone and broken without a purpose. So why not fuck around with a devil? Literally.
Nsfw story~!
Warnings:
Mentions of death
Mentions of suicide
Foul language
Mature events
So I was hella inspired on this story but lost it the last two c...
"hell is the person who promised you something heavenly."
"The devil is good at pretending to be everything you want."
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The views just keep going up.
There's been requests to play Devil's Advocate's music on the radio.
They've booked concerts.
Atsumu's been modeling with the masked band behind.
Most importantly, his trip to hell is a good three months away.
Atsumu needs people to go crazy for him.
He needs to be begged to be booked places.
He needs people to want to be him.
"I need people to envy me."
"As you wish."
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"Why did you two go to hell?"
Atsumu asked his band, they both smirked at each other before looking back at the ash blond haired boy.
"I shot up a school."
The pink haired said, causing the blond's jaw to drop.
"What the fuck?! You're a terrible person. Did you actually kill anyone??"
"All the kindergartners."
"What the fuck. What about you Mattsun?"
"I dared him to shoot up the school."
Mattsun replied, earning a face palm from the boy. Kiyoomi walked up behind Atsumu. He came to like his company, it wasn't as dark as you might have imagined. Although he struggled to feel any empathy, he did try to be kind. Only a few eternal torture threats.
"Don't listen to their bullshit."
The devil spoke, putting his hands on Atsumu's shoulders. He swore to never touch him, not yet. After all, these six months are to fill Atsumu's desires, not his. In just three months, he can do whatever he pleases. Even if it isn't consensual.
