ᴏʙᴇʏ ᴍᴇ || ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴅ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ

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Heads whip around as Diavolo and Barbatos hear your cry, both halting to a stop immediately. A wave of relief overwhelms them as their defeated eyes shift to hold a more hopeful and elated glimmer while watching you approach them.

Running up to them, you gasp for air as a tear cascades from your eye. "I want to go back," you try to stand strong despite your emotions tugging at your heartstrings and telling you to say otherwise.

"(MC)," the prince turns his body towards you, hand rising up to your face and gently wiping away the tear with a thumb. "Are you certain this is what you want to do? If more time is what you need then don't feel pressured to come with us right this moment," he offers you a few more days to think things through before you make an instant decision.

You shake your head, "No, I'm going with you, but don't think this is because I've forgiven them yet. I just want to get this over and done with. When we finally sort this out, I'm coming straight home, ok?"

Diavolo nods then glances and the butler, who shares the same understanding with your choice. "I'll escort you home as soon as you request it," Barbatos promises you a way to return, bowing his head before looking directly into your eyes.

Noon continues to let the sun burn bright in the sky, the day far from ending. Not wanting to depart without seeing your family first, the prince and butler organise a schedule to compromise with your wishes.

Diavolo will need to head back to the Devildom first, his realm - but more so the brothers - requiring his authority to keep things from getting out of hand. While the prince returns, Barbatos will remain by your side until you say your farewells, then serve as your companion on the journey to.

The young demon prince waves a temporary goodbye as he leaves you and the butler alone together for the trip back to his kingdom. You rest a hand over Barbatos' shoulder as he watches Diavolo depart, causing his head to turn to face you.

He places his hand over yours, "Is something the matter, (MC)?"

A polite smile forms from your curved lips, "No, nothing's wrong. I'm just thinking we should go back inside while we wait for my parents to come home. C'mon, I can show you around where I lived before the exchange program started."

"Hmm, where you lived before..." Barbatos seems interested by the idea. "I would care to learn a little more about your past. Please, show me your childhood home."

You push the front door open and grant the butler access to more than just the living room, giving him permission to step into the kitchen, a room you believe he'll feel the most comfortable in. The food that you had heated up in the microwave before was ready to eat a while ago, but after a lengthy talk with the two demons, all that effort of warming it up is barely noticeable as it now sits at room temperature.

Nevertheless, you don't want to disregard your parents' consideration of preparing your favourite food just for you, so you settle with the meal.

You glace over at Barbatos, who admires the kitchen scenery. "Are you hungry? I could share some of this with you if you want," you point at the food you had just taken out the microwave. "Or we could cook something together. I'm sure my parents have everything we need to make something nice."

Barbatos chuckles softly, "I'm not hungry just yet, (MC), but thank you for worrying about my needs. I'd much rather you eat your fill. After all, your parents did mean for that meal to be just yours."

With him insisting that you finish your food by yourself, you oblige and sit at the dining table with cutlery you found in the cupboard, ready to eat. You finally dig into your lunch after a long enough wait, your stomach barely holding on as disruptive gurgles arise. The butler takes a seat in front of you and doesn't mind watching you dine away, your meal disappearing bite by bite.