Story requested by @OmegaOMG1
The sky was heavy with dark clouds, casting a somber veil over the world. Rain began to fall steadily, drumming a melancholic rhythm against the pavement as Y/n trudged home. Every step felt heavier than the last, weighed down by a string of failures and the crushing weight of disappointment. Once a man full of light and laughter, now his eyes reflected the tiredness and sorrow of someone who had been beaten down by life's relentless tides.
But somewhere in the shadows, a pair of watchful eyes lingered—one who understood that quiet despair all too well.
Y/n paused at the door of his home, the key cold and unfamiliar in his hand. With a soft click, the lock gave way, and as he stepped inside, surprise flickered across his face. The place, once a cluttered refuge, now gleamed with unexpected order. The chaos he had left behind was nowhere to be found.
His gaze swept across the rooms, alert and cautious, searching for signs of intrusion—broken windows, displaced belongings. But everything was as it should be. His valuables remained untouched, resting where he'd left them. A deep sigh escaped him, mingling confusion with a faint relief.
Exhausted beyond words, he moved to his bed and sank down, the softness of the mattress easing the ache in his limbs.
Soft footsteps approached.
"Oh, my love, you shouldn't carry this sadness anymore," a gentle voice whispered, barely more than a breath.
She slid beside him, a comforting presence in the dim light. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she drew him closer, resting her body against his chest and breathing in his familiar scent.
Y/n drifted deeper into sleep, the burdens of the day fading beneath her warmth.
Slowly, his eyes fluttered open to the feeling of being cradled. He turned his head to find her—Beelzebub—nestled peacefully, her delicate horns catching the faint glow of the room, crimson and white against the shadows. Her serene expression spoke of calm and contentment, like she floated on a cloud beyond earthly worries.
Instinctively, he tried to free himself from her embrace.
But Beelzebub stirred, sensing his movement. Her eyes opened softly, and seeing him awake, she pressed a tender kiss to his forehead, pulling him back gently against her.
For once, Y/n didn't resist.
In her arms, he found something he had long forgotten—love.
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Helltaker one shots
ActionSo reading the title it's pretty obvious what it's about and if you have requested just leave a comment or in this case request ask and if it's a lemon or fluff ask anyway enjoy the book. Also I don't own helltaker like Lmao
