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boris x demon reader

(Requested by; ZaoFinnaCallYouThicc

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Boris pov

I sigh as Bendy passed out from yet another ink attack. He's getting worst by the day, and I wish there was more I could do for him. But no. I have to sit here and comfort him the best I can while watching him suffer and cry out in immense pain. I don't know how much longer I can take it.
Sighing yet again, I gently rest Bendy on the hotel room bed, making sure he would be comftable before getting up and leaving, heading down town. It was relatively dark, creating a quiet and cold atmosphere, a cooling and relaxing breeze brushing through my fur. I look down to my feet, watching each of my steps while my head was filled with dark thoughts. Thoughts of losing Bendy, if I'll have to watch him die, if I can't cure him. Where would I be without him? I'm not ready to lose him. I don't think I'll ever be ready for that. I can't lose my brother. He's all I have left.

I was pulled from my thoughts once I walked into a metal pole, the sound of the impact echoing out in the silence. I groan, rubbing the tip of my nose and thawing away the pain, "just my luck". I eye what I walked into, seeing a swing set. I must've entered a park while in my depressed state. I sigh and plop down on one of the swings, holding my head in my hands, holding back my tears.
Why did Bendy have to be cursed with the illness? Why can't I help him? If he dies, what will I do? I've got nowhere to go. No one to turn to. If he goes I'll be alone.
I was pulled from my thoughts by footsteps in the distance. I lift my head up, looking around the best I could with my teary vision. I sniffle, wiping my eyes with my sleeve and standing, my ears perking up and trying to pinpoint the location of any noise. But nothing. I sigh, "if its one of the cup bros you can come out! I don't care!". My shaking voice only echoed out, answered by silence. I groan, kicking the swing set, only to instantly regret it as pain shot through my body. "Oh god dammit!" I growl, jumping back and trying to ignore the pain. A small giggle caught my attention, dragging me from my partly mad and sad state. I turn, seeing a figure standing close by but not close enough for me to see any features. I yelp, jumping back and stumbling over my feet, falling backwards and landing on my butt. The person giggled again, then made their way to me. Their slowly approuching footsteps filled me with fear.
How can I trust they won't hurt me? Oh god, they're gonna kill me! Why aren't I moving!?!
The person then came into my vision, and I felt myself calm down. It was a female demon, with shining (e/c) that stared down at me with a friendly glint and cheerful smile. She reached out a hand for me to take, which I hesitantly do, and she pulls me to my feet. Once I was steady, she asks "are you okay?". Her voice made my heart melt and butterflies flutter wildly in my stomach, my cheeks heating up intensely. "Y...yeah, I..I'm f..fine" I stutter, rubbing the back of my neck and avoiding her eyes. She smiles softly, "I'm (y/n)". "B..boris" I respond, smiling nervously. "What're you doing out so late?" She asks in a soft voice. "I needed to clear my mind" I sigh, my ears lowering. She seemed to have noticed how sad I was, so she said "are you alone?". "No! But....I feel like I might be" I tear up slightly, regretting ever saying that. "Oh, I..I didn't mean for you to cry! Its okay!" She says in a bit of a panic. I wipe my tears, taking a deep breath, "no, no, I..its okay. I've just....got a lot going on". "You can vent to me? I don't mind" she suggests with a shy smile. I smile back, swallowing down my tears, "y..yeah, i'd like that".

(Y/n) pov

This Boris guy has been telling me alot. Mostly about his brother and his concerns. Poor guy has got a lot going on. He's a strong spirit, though. With all he's explained he has still managed to keep his composure and not break out crying. Which, honestly, I would've done by now.
He sighs, "s..sorry, I went on for awhile". "No its quite alright! I can tell you need it!" I smile reassuringly. He smiles back, looking me in the eyes, "I know we just met, but I would love to call you my friend". I felt my cheeks heat up, "I..i'd love that, Boris". He smiles more, looking down to his feet and wiping his tears away, "I should probably get back to my brother". "Oh, that's okay!" I smile, "go ahead!". He looks back to me, then hugs me. I tense, but soon hug back. His embrace was so welcoming and friendly, I wish we could hold this hug forever.
But, alas, he soon pulls away, his cheeks tinted pink, "I..I'll see you around, I guess". "Y..yeah. And just remember that your brother will be fine" I smile. He nods, "thank you, (y/n)". He turns and walks away, while I just stand there and watch.
I'm glad I met him.