Dreamscape

5

"This feels realistic."

Belphegor sat on the sofa. As he sunk into the soft pillows, he couldn't help but instinctively look beside him, as if expecting a certain brother of his' would be there.

...

But of course, Beelzebub wouldn't be here right now.

Belphegor breathed out a solemn sigh. You wordlessly sat on the sofa opposite to him, not inquiring about his dilemma.

"...I must say, you're pretty-" You paused. "...easier to look at when the light isn't so dim."

The dual-haired male snapped out of his daze at the sound of your voice, eyes landing on your form. You gazed back.

Belphegor's hair was a dark shade of indigo, tips ending in pure white. The right side of his face was half-covered due to his bangs, one eye remaining hidden. His eye/s were violet, fading into a beautiful pink near the bottom.

Was it strange to stare for longer than necessary? Besides, he was staring at you longer than usual as well.

Belphegor had pretty features, you noticed.

Though, you couldn't help but wonder what went on his head right at that moment as well.

Your lips parted. "...Anything else you'd like to add?"

"Hm?"

"To the room? Or is it...completed like this?"

"...My brothers." Belphegor suggested in a daze, half-joking.

"Alright."

"...Seriously?" Belphegor perked up, nearly falling out of the sofa. You managed to kick the table in front of you, which resulted in the gap between the sofa and table disappearing.

The loud sound of Belphegor's body colliding with the furniture was quite comical, making you laugh at the stupidity. "Easy there, Love~"

You stood up from your spot on the sofa and went behind the sofa Belphegor previously sat on. You reached over and grasped his hand, pulling him back forcefully. He grunted as you kept yourself back from laughing once more.

He rolled his eyes. "Thanks, I guess."

"Mhm. Hey, are you hurt anywhere?"

"...No? I don't really...feel pain here I think?" Belphegor pondered. You poked the small area of his forehead that was exposed.