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Bed demon

This isn't a fanfic but it's a oneshot so i'm putting it here. It's an original story. Here are tags for the people that told me they wanted to read this:
slothrulz1009
Demise_Phantomhive
Saddie1gloomer

[Warning, it get a lil angsty, it turns to fluff tho so don't worry.]

My chair squeaks against the floor as I stand up. My hands still on the table after I slammed them on it. I walk away from the dinner table and to the stairway.

"Get back here now young man!" My mother screeches, I turn my head and send her a sharp glare, continuing up the stairs. I reach the top and walk down the hallway.

I go into my bedroom. "I fucking hate this family!" I yell furiously, punching my door. I flop onto my bed, my eyes beginning to water at the memory of what had been said.

'There are camps that'll fix him.' One tear. 'Just send him to a boarding school, they'll set him straight.' Two tears. 'Go to the priest, he'll fix the boy!' Three tears.

Ever since my family found out they've looked at me like i'm a monster. My own mother who before all this would tell me how much she loved me.

But she doesn't now. Four tears. Just because I kissed another boy. A horde of tears spill from my eyes. Sobs escape my mouth, whimpers following as my stomache growls.

I see some movement on my floor, my sobs slow down to small hiccups. A pitch black figure emerges from under my bed, red eyes gleaming in the moonlight.

It smiles at me, showing sharp teeth. It towered over me for a few seconds before crawling into my bed.

"What the hell are you doing in my bed." I whisper yell. A scratchy voice replies. "Well you were crying and it wasn't because of me, so I came up here to cuddle you.

It wraps it's arms around me and pulls me into it's chest. It radiates a little heat and smells of burnt toast. I snuggle into it. It rests it's head on mine and begin vibrating. "Are you purring?" "Yes."

I furrow my brows. "What the fuck even are you?" I question. "Your bed demon." It answers. "So that's why you were under there." It nods and continues to purr and cuddle me.

A few minutes pass, my eyes start to droop. "Do you *yawn* have a name." I ask the creature. "No." Hmm. "Can I give you one." My right eye has fell shut at this point.

"Ok, what do you want to call me?" I think for a bit. "Daddy?" It furrows it's brows. "Why would you call me a parental name, and I don't have a gender like humans do, so that makes no sense."

I think some more, humming as I sink into the demon. "How aboooout..." I'm close to falling asleep and can hardly think. "Crawley. Like Crowley, but, ya know." The demon hums. "I like it." My eyes shut and I fall asleep.