𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻 |Jesus x Lucifer x Justin Bieber ENG

SIN NUMBER ONE

Justin Bieber was a naughty teenager, but Jesus still loved him very much. So did Lucifer. Jesus loves everyone, that's obvious but he loved Justin in a different way... So did Lucifer. They wanted him in a sexual way. They would kill to suck his dick but both Jesus and Lucifer didn't want to admit it. So they would just watch him for many days and nights, in the bathroom and at school. One night during his prayers Justin got so aroused by praying and worshipping dear God that he pulled out his fat 11 inch cock. Masturbating and begging for forgiveness, by his side were Jesus and Lucifer.

That was exactly Justin Bieber. But he wasn't just that. He was so much more than people could possibly see. Lucifer and Jesus knew this side of Justin and both of them thoroughly adored it.

Justin was a specific person. Nobody really liked him but he was a sweet little boy under this cold mask. He was afraid of showing his feelings. His father kept telling him that men don't cry. He just grew up with this sentence in his mind, always telling him to kill himself whenever he was crying or showing any emotions. He had never seen his dad crying. Never. His papa would get angry whenever Justin showed any emotions. He'd punch Justin in his little face. There were days, when Justin would have his body covered with so many bruises that nobody could see his natural, pale skin tone.
Nobody cared. It was none of their business.

"What kind of a man I am if I cry? I am NOT a dick!"

And because of this, no one really liked him. They thought that he is just another edgy, problematic kid with anger issues. But Justin wasn't like that. He just wanted to be loved. That's why he was praying everyday. He loved Jesus but there was also one problem... Actually two problems. He also loved Lucifer and masturbating. He truly believed that both of them loved him. He loved when they were telling him random things in the middle of the day. He loved talking with them.

He had a friend once. Springtrap. They would masturbate together. They were really close. Both of them were social rejects. Springtrap was a weird guy saying he was a serial killer. He would always wear his green suit. Justin didn't seem to care. They were best friends, lovers, everything and nothing at the same time. It lasted until Justin told him about his love and all the things that Lucifer and Jesus told him. Springtrap called Justin crazy and punched him in his face. He almost killed this poor Christian boy. Springtrap was the only friend the boy has ever had.

Justin Bieber was only 13 at the time.

Now he's 17 but is still called a freak by all the people from school.

And even though Justin is really handsome, he still remains friendless.

His hair is brown, he's got a typical bowl cut. He still looks like a god with it. He always does. He is tall and skinny. Besides all his emotional problems he is a really smart guy. It's just no one would notice it. Justin has a good sense of fashion. That's why he is often called a faggot.

"DISGUSTING LITTLE SHITS I HATE ALL OF THEM!"

Of course Justin Bieber hates all these disgusting people who keep insulting him.

"WHY CAN'T THEY JUST LOVE ME?"

"I want to be loved."

"WHY?"

"WHY, why, why?"

"WHY IS IT ALL HAPPENING TO ME????"

- He wrote in his diary sobbing.

"Don't care about them, darling".  He hears Jesus' voice.

"It is really hard, Lord"

"I know, Justin. Remember that their love isn't necessary. My love is all you need, sweet child. Believe me".

"Yes, Jesus."

Justin smiles. He feels heat in his chest. He loves Jesus so much. He wants to hug him, kiss him, fuck...
His lovely moment with The Lord gets interrupted by a low, raspy voice.

"Missed me, Justin?"

"Lucifer..."

Bieber doesn't want to have a further conversation with Lucifer. Since it was late and his parents could appear at any moment, Justin decides to take a shower. After going back to his room, the boy decides to go to sleep. Justin is so tired. Too tired to understand anything. He is just thinking about sleeping. He really wants to sleep, his eyes are so heavy yet so light. He can't sleep. He is just staring at his blank ceiling.

Finally, at 3:33 AM he falls asleep...