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With a big yawn, MC enters the dining room and places Mammon’s D.D.D. next to him on the table, “You forgot this on my desk.”
“Oh thanks,” he says grabbing the device to check his messages. “Was wonderin’ where I left it.”
“On their desk hm? What was it doing in their room so early?” Asmo asks with a teasing smile.
Mammon’s cheeks turn red as he tries to come up with an excuse, “I can sleep in my human’s room if I want, I’m their number one man!”
“Me and Belphie sleep in there sometimes too,” Beel nods understandingly as he finishes his pancakes. “They don’t mind.”
“Oh I’m just teasing him,” Asmo grins as he moves his own food around the plate. “I’ve stayed in there too of course, we do sleepovers in each other’s rooms all the time.”
“I have as well,” Satan admits rubbing the back of his neck. “Usually studying and we’ve just gotten tired and went to sleep.”
“T-they sleep in my room sometimes,” Levi stammers out, his eyes locked on his plate in embarrassment.
Lucifer sighs loudly, drawing all of their attention. “Can’t you all let them just have some time to themselves? You don’t have to be crawling in their bed every night, give them some space.”
“It’s ok Lucifer,” MC gives him a reassuring smile. “I really don’t mind. The night can be… long and unforgiving sometimes. It just helps to have someone beside you sometimes I think. So seriously, any of you can just come crawl into my bed at anytime. It’s not a problem. Even if it’s just because you want to.”
Lucifer gives them a pained look and shakes his head but says nothing more as the brothers bicker over who has the right to spend the most nights in their room.
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The familiar sound of their bedroom door clicking open and shut woke MC from their sleep. Footsteps crossing the room quietly and the feeling of someone slipping into the bed beside them wasn’t an uncommon occurrence. However, spotting red nail polish on the hand that draped across their waist was. And the staggered breathing from the demon behind them followed by droplets dripping down onto their neck as his face snuggled into it.
Moving slowly as not to startle him, they reach their hand back to card their fingers through his hair and rub his scalp.
A sharp intake of air comes from his lips before leaning into their touch tentatively. His body shakes gently against theirs, and words that sound like an apology are muffled into their neck.
They slowly push their body back into his until they’re flush, lifting their head for him to slip an arm under it. Placing their head on his shoulder, they press a gentle kiss to his bicep.
Laying their hand over his trembling one on their stomach, they intertwine their fingers and squeeze it. “I’ve got you,” they whisper back.
He squeezes back and nods into their neck, his breathing slowing after a few minutes.
As his breathing evens out, MC finds their own eyelids drooping shut as they snuggle into his warm body.
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Slowly blinking their eyes open, MC wakes up to find they’d turned over and snuggled into Lucifer’s chest in the night. His arms wrapped around them protectively, but head lifted up signifying he was awake.
“We don’t have to talk about it,” they reply to his unspoken thoughts. His crimson gaze drifting down to look at them gratefully.
“Though I do want to say,” they begin as their hand reaches up to stroke his side. “I think it takes a lot to know when you can use help. And I’m really proud of you.”
Lucifer smiles at that, a dusting of pink across his cheeks. He presses a light kiss to their forehead before resting his chin on top of their head as he pulls them closer into him. “I will admit, I slept better than I have in thousands of years.”
“I slept pretty good too, you’re very cozy,” they reply happily. “I might have to put in a request to do this more often, if you’re up for that.”
His happy laughter shakes their head as it rumbles through his chest, “I could be up for that.”