Ok so I'm writing this because I'm still sad lmfao
there are little stories who touch this subject (at least in a way that doesn't necessarily sound dumb) so I decided to fulfil my angst needs and write here again<3
tw: mention of death
Beyond this point is your own choice.
Yet again the brothers were playing around. Beelzebub chasing around Mammon as the poor white haired demon was trying to save his dinner, only to run into Lucifer and spill it all on him.
It was quite the show to begin with but it ended up in Lucifer's bedroom, with the two younger demons being scolded for hours on end.
Satan watched all this amused, one of your human books in his hand as he laughed.
After the chaos stopped he turned his attention back to where he left the book. The blonde really enjoyed this book, it really seemed like something that you'd read so that made it even better "Time for a change huh.."
The demon read the title yet again as he was walking down the hall back to his room. The living room just wasn't as cosy.
Entering the dark comfort of his room, through the dim light from a candle you left burning he could see the outline of your sleeping figure.
Satan wasn't one to worry but taken your behaviour this week he just.. he had to check your pulse. To his delight, as he proached you he noticed your soft breathing.
'that's good' He thought happily. Sitting down next to the bed, he continued to read the book using the light from the candle.
Of course the blonde finished it quickly, just in time to climb on the bed to sleep with you.
A cry of despair left his lips the next morning as he realised what you've done. You put a spell to die in your sleep, no pain at all.
Yet, Satan's heart hurt.
The moment he woke up, telling you his usual 'good morning sunshine' something was wrong.
You were cold and pale. Lifeless. It stung so deeply as the realisation hit him.
"Why? How could you do this to me..? How could you... just die in my arms like that.."
He sobbed loudly, the grief creeping in his whole body. It hurt so much, like a piece of him was cut and pulled out only to be replaced with thousands of needles.
The silence now unbearable.
His heart ached after the only thing that brought him peace.
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To say that my heart hurts is an understatement<3
Man, I just wanted to do something different but reading it for the n-th time just makes it feel so messed up in a way..
But then again, who isn't a little messed up lets be honest.
anyhow, I hope you have a wonderful day, afternoon or night!
Author Lulu chan is out<3
