The Devil | Helluva Boss & Hazbin Hotel x Male Reader |

V1 | 5.0: Late Night

Wasgud my broskis.
Yeah, so I've been gone, for three days.
And I HAVE A GOOD EXCUSE.
Family.
Ah yes, the people you grow up with just to either love pr hate when you grow up.
I was spending time with my family.
And in that, I unable to write.
But because of that, I now have an unlimited motivation to write.
So the next two chapters'll be out by tomorrow.
EN-FUCKING-JOY!

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3rd P.O.V

Y/N laid on his bed, sleeping. The sheet covered half of his body whilst the annoying, but somewhat soothing noise of the air conditioner sounding before him.

His room door was wide open, two beer cans next on his bed stand and his phone on his hand. He snored extremely loud, turning and shifting over while subconsciously trying to find a good position to sleep.

In his attempts, a weird sound of rummaging was heard, his mind ignored it until a loud bang ringed across the house. He shot up, blinking slowly as he realized it was midnight.

Then he processed the loud bang. He turned over skeptically, shifting out of his bed soundlessly and crouching, grabbing a combat knife from under his bedstand. He traveled to the door slowly, turning over as he saw a light shine through the kitchen.

Y/N: Oh this is some bullshit.. First time I get sleep peacefully my home gets broken into.

He sighed annoyed before turning over hastely, sneaking to the kitchen table. He peered over, witnessing the three cherubs going through his fridge.

Keenie: "There's really nothing."

Collin: "O-o-oh man.. I was really hungry."

Cletus: "It's alright, Collin. He might get us something in the morning."

Y/N sighed, getting up and putting his blade on the kitchen table. Collin turned over scaredly, just to see Y/N glaring over them.

Keenie: "Oh hey, Y/N..! We were just uh.."

Y/N: "It's fine."

He walked over to them. It's been about a week since they came to hell, and they lost their glowing effect, though they looked much better without it, it's been a hassle to keep them fed and properly housed.

Y/N crossed his arms tiredly.

Y/N: "Just.. Ask me next time."

Keenie: "Oh... Alright, we understand."

Y/N turned away, walking off to the front door.

Cletus: "Uhh... Where are you going?"

Y/N: "To drink this night away."

He walked out, closing the door behind him.

Keenie: "He seems depressed."

Collin: "M-maybe he's just sleepy?"

Keenie: "Any normal person would just sleep then."

Cletus: "What if he has insomnia?"

Keenie: "Then he NEEDS more sleep."

On the other side of the door, Y/N listened into their bickering. He shook his head on every claim they made. But, it was true he was sleepy. But, at night, hell is as vicious as it can get.

And when there's danger, Y/N likes to be there. He ventured out to the sidewalk, planning to go to a bar not to far from his home. It wasn't famous, but it wasn't too shabby. Had good alcohol, good bartenders, not much fights broke out. That's why Y/N liked it there.