HIRAETH - OBEY ME

ONE SHOT - BELPHIE

I WANT TO STAY WITH YOU

THERES SOMETHING DIFFERENT  with the way Belphegor acts around you. He gets clingy whenever you're there and when you're gone for a minute, he would start throwing a tantrum - a nasty one, too violent to even describe. That's why the other siblings decided to let you two stay in one bedroom together. There weren't any unholy (funny because you're in hell) actions that Belphegor tried on you; he just wants to cuddle with you.

When you want to leave his side, either because you're hungry or you need to go to the bathroom; he would just grunt, gripping the hem of your shirt before standing up. He would hug his pillow as he muttered the usual groggily, "Okay. But hurry up."

He would lean on the table or wait outside the bathroom - at first, it didn't bother you. It does now because he's getting possessive when the other brothers  decided to interact with you.

One day, you decided to talk to him after breakfast. It was a Saturday and there were no classes.

As usual, Belphegor has his arms wrapped around you, he seemed to betray his pillow as his face was on the crook of your neck. You were brushing his hair until you brought up the  subject to him, "Belphie?"

He answered with a low hum.

"It's okay if you want to stay with me, but why do you get protective when I'm with your brothers?" his hug tightened as his eyes slowly opened, the sleepiness still evident in his eyes. He shook his head and hid his face on your neck, once again.

"I don't like them hanging around with you."

"Why is that?"

"I get jealous."

You smiled, proceeding to rake his hair with your fingers. "Even when we spend the whole time together?" 

He pouted, "Not true. We don't take baths together."

The statement made your face heat up suddenly, you pinch his arm lightly but he didn't budge - only chuckling by your sudden change of behaviour. "We're not even in a certain relationship to take baths together."

He looked up, eyes beaming in some kind of anticipation, "So does that mean that we could take one?" you flicked his nose, he could only laugh before resting his head on your chest again.

"Tell me, really. Why do you want to be with me?"

Belphegor grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours as he was suddenly on top of you - he wasn't pressing you or anything, he just wanted to take a good look on your face.

You stared at his glowing eyes but still obvious with fatigue, he seemed to still look tired even when he sleeps all day, that's the avatar of sloth for you.

His other arm was supporting his weight, afraid that he might crush you or get hurt. He looked away, a faint blush creeping on his cheeks as he mumbled his response.

"You're like home. Warm and comfortable, and just by being with you, I feel all tingly inside. It feels like I'm throwing up but nothing comes out except for this want... no, need to be with you. I need you." he hopelessly spits out as he finally looked at your beautiful crystal clear eyes that means no harm.

You grinned, showing how much you loved his small speech. You pulled your hand from his grip and placed them between his face, squishing his soft cheeks in the process. His lips were close to yours when he suddenly sinked in, melting with the tenderness of your skin. He felt happy, so so happy.

He finally lets himself pinned down on you. Your fingers curling to his hair as you played with it, softly gripping  them - he would make a sound and it sent shivers everywhere.

You pulled away, to which Belphegor whined but you placed your finger on his lips, giving him an amused look. "Woah there tiger, I can't breathe, you know." he could only smile at you before sending you another soft kiss.

He finally laid down beside you, feeling lightheaded for the sudden gift you gave him. It was precious, perfect and surreal. He would never forget this, he would treasure the moment deep in his heart. It was something that the both of you had, not with anyone, just the two of you.

Belphegor wrapped his arms around you again, this time, he made you rest on his chest while he caress your hair, planting a kiss on top of your head. "I love you, Belphie." you whispered and gazed at his eyes. 

So this is love? He only thought about how worthless, stupid and selfish love is. But no, it's so much worthy, so lovely and yes, definetely selfish - he wouldn't want to share you, never. Not even a hundred of centuries.

For him, you were his. No one else's. Just his and he's yours as well, 'till the end of time.

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