this chatper different point of view because i got tired of dragging my fingers 5km around the keyboard just to type Y/N every time so fuck off it's secondary pov now or whatever that shits called anyway
What is the point of anything
A few hours after the broadcast...
The panic had slowed down and everyone was back to their seemingly normal selves before the horrid news of the weird tentacle locker virus. Alastor and Duo were making out in the corner, Lucifer was talking to his lawyer, Charlie's corpse was rotting on the ground, and Sebastian and you were sitting in the other room, pondering.
It was probably around sunset (assumingly, though there is no sun... and the sky is always red.......... who cares) and Sebastian was pacing back and forth around the room, concerned for everyone's safety.
"You good?" you ask him. Your voice causes him to flinch and stop, as if broken out of a trance created by his own anxiety. He turns to you with a worried look, although he was much comforted by the sound of your voice asking if he was okay.
"I'm okay." He replies hesitantly. "Nothing we can't handle, right? The tentacle lockers were a thing back in the blacksite, but a VIRUS??? Now that's bonkers." He says raspily. He stops pacing back and forth (idk how mans doing that he dont got no legs but anyways) and takes a seat next to you on the bed. He clasps his fingers together and looks down at his hands, his face showing worry that you haven't seen before. He's always been this sassy hot sexy man but you're seeing a side of him nobody has probably ever seen before.
"It's gonna be okay." You assure him, placing a hand on his thigh or something like his tail??? idfk man. Sebastian looks up at you with a smile and his gaze softens. His smile is brief, and it quickly turns into a look of concern - it seems no matter how much you try, he will still worry (probably rightfully so).
"You know I'll always be by your side, right, Sebby?" You say softly, further trying to get him to feel better. This time, he looks up with a brighter smile that doesn't fade away within the first seconds. Sebastian feels flustered at the nickname you call him a lot - he likes it.
"And I'll always be by yours."
Sebastian leans into your shoulder and hugs you in tightly. He was surprisingly warm for a literal fucking fish, but you melted right into the hug as well. The two of you sat there in a loving embrace, supporting eachother through the tough times that was the Tentacle Locker Virus™.
