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💜 Plushie 💜

Context: Belphie had a nightmare and ends up going to the attic to find something he wants. He didn't expect to see you there up there though. . .

Request made by: doppoganger_kunikida

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Belphegor shot awake, clutching his pillow. He frowned with a fatigued expression on his face. It had been a while since he'd last had a nightmare involving Lilith.

He wondered why this was happening right now because he wasn't even thinking of Lilith as of late. He held his pillow a little tighter. Maybe he dreamt that because he wasn't remembering Lilith. . .

Belphie felt guilt press upon his chest. How could he so easily forget her when he was at fault for her death? He grit his teeth, his sleepiness momentarily gone.

He got up from his bed and rubbed at his tired eyes. Beel spoke across the room to him, clearly concerned. "Are you alright, Belphie? I've never seen you wake up like that before." He mumbled.

Belphegor felt troubled but at the same time he didn't want to feel weak by informing his twin that he was in fact awakened by a nightmare. He slowly nodded his head. "I'm okay. I just suddenly remembered that one of my favourite pillows were up in the attic and I woke up because I really wanted to sleep with it." Belphie lied. Beelzebub didn't seem convinced by this but, much to his relief, he didn't question him any further about it. Instead, he just nodded his head.

"You should go and get it then, otherwise you won't be able to sleep. I would have gone and gotten it for you myself, but I need to finish these workouts first and you know how long they take sometimes." Beel murmured guiltily. Belphie honestly appreciated Beel's kindness. He clambered out of his bed.

"Don't worry about it. I'll go and get it right now then." Belphie wasn't actually thinking of a favourite pillow since the only one which he liked was always with him, no matter what. He was thinking of trying to find a plushie though. One that Lilith used to play with all the time. After her death, Belphegor had stored it away in the attic, finding it extremely hard to look at. He felt it was time to finally dig it out. . .

The dream that he'd had made him want to find the plushie, hug it close and then reminisce on the good times that he shared with his younger sister before she passed away.

He trudged out of his bedroom and made his way over to the attic staircase. Once he stopped at the bottom of the stairs, he looked up at the steps ahead of him. He hadn't been up there in a long while.

Ever since he was freed from that room, he barely ever went up there due to the fear that he would somehow get locked up in there but unlike last time, he would not be able to find a way out.

He inhaled deeply and then took his first step. His need to find that plushie overpowered his worries. He made his way up the stairs. It felt so weird to come back here after so much time had passed since that day. . .

He halted in his tracks when he noticed that the door to the attic had been left slightly ajar. Had someone besides him been entering this room?? He pondered over who the possible culprit for this could be as he pushed the door all the way open. It better have not been Mammon coming in here in order to sell the things that were inside!

He grunted when he saw boxes and boxes of what clearly looked like Levi's stuff. Why the hell was he putting his things in here without asking?? It irritated Belphie to his very core. The whole room was packed to the brim with Leviathan's stupid anime merchandise. There was barely any room to move around without tripping over a package or two. He let out a resigned sigh as he surveyed the whole room. Now, how was he going to find this plushie. . .?