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🥰 Kindness 🥰

Context: You are kind to a fault, and don't want Beel to let the others know you're being bullied. What happens when that bullying almost leads to your death?

Request made by: Goodbye2497

Caution: This chapter deals with abuse, violence and bloodshed.

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(M|n) gripped his small stack of books as he exited the library. He'd been working non-stop lately to keep up his grades. He knew it wasn't compulsory but he wanted to make Diavolo proud.

The demon was working so hard to make this relationship between the Celestial Realm, the Devildom and the human world work, and (M|n) wanted to reflect through his grades that this exchange was beneficial for him.

He never thought that the day would come that he'd be willingly helping demons. When he first arrived here, he was absolutely terrified. But now, he'd grown accustomed to the Devildom and he'd made a strong connection with the people he met on this exchange.

The boy was smiling to himself. He wanted to be as much help to Diavolo as possible. He was distracted by his thoughts and so he didn't see the glaring demons a few metres in front of him.

Their eyes were full of hatred. Who knew why they looked such a way at this human who was just trying his best to make this whole exchange work for everyone?

(M|n) let out a grunt as he tripped over a deliberately placed foot. With a gasp, he fell to the floor, his books and a few pieces of paper crashed to the ground, scattering before him. It took a few moments for (M|n) to gather his thoughts and realise what had happened to him.

With a start he looked up, meeting the malicious eyes of a demon he instantly recognised. The demon was a redhead, with a streak of blonde in his hair. He possessed many piercings, including a lip ring. (M|n) tried to stay out of this demon's path but it appeared that this demon was actively searching for him all the time.

He always had some type of problem with him when (M|n) didn't even do anything. This demon was the ringleader of a small group, and he always made (M|n)'s life hell. (M|n) tried his best to always stay calm whenever he was in the presence of this demon. He never lost his temper, nor did he comment on their actions. He hoped that maybe acting like this instead of getting angry would at some point get a message to these demons that their words and ways had no effect on him whatsoever.

The demon smirked and kicked aside one of (M|n)'s books before trampling on his recently finished homework. (M|n) opened his mouth, about to complain when something that suddenly popped in his mind prevented him from even speaking.

"What do you think you're doing, huh? Trying to best me, are you?" (M|n) didn't react. He wouldn't. If he reacted and spoke badly, he would be the same as them. He has to deal with this in a more calmer approach. This demon would get riled up if he reacted, so he just needed to be quiet. . . And there was also the fact that something made this demon this way, surely. It most likely wasn't the demon's fault that he was behaving in such a manner. He just didn't have a handle on his emotions. . .

"Answer me!" The demon growled in a low voice, grabbing him by the hair. (M|n) winced a little, but continued his silence.

The demon grew frustrated at (M|n)'s lack of reaction nor answer. The human flinched as he saw the demon's free, clenched hand flying. . . He was surprised to find that the hit never made contact with his face.

(M|n) quickly opened his eyes only to meet Beelzebub's concerned ones as he stopped the fist from hitting him. "What are you doing? If Diavolo hears about this, you'll be in for a lot of trouble." Beel murmured in a low, dangerous voice. It was clear that he wasn't to be messed with.