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❤️ Volleyball ❤️

Context: You are tasked by Lucifer to convince Beelzebub to stop practicing volleyball and come back home. You go to get him but then become interested in the sport yourself. . .

Request made by: w33dcat

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(M|n) was making himself a smoothie in the kitchen when he heard a gentle rap against the room door. He stopped what he was doing and turned to look at whoever demanded his attention. He was a little surprised to find Lucifer standing there, leaning against the doorframe. He wasn't usually up and walking about around this time since he had a lot of work to do. (M|n) wondered what was up.

"Hey, Luci. You need something? Oh! Do you want a smoothie too?" Lucifer shook his head.

"No thank you, but I appreciate the offer. I was actually wondering if I could request you do to something for me." (M|n) raised a brow.

"Oh, sure, what is it?" Lucifer sighed.

"You are aware that Beelzebub has a volleyball tournament coming up soon, right?" (M|n) didn't need to take long to think about that. He'd seen Beel practicing non-stop ever since the tournament was announced. If they won this match, their team's name would be known all throughout the whole Devildom, and they might even get a chance at the big leagues!

"Yup, I've seen him working so hard lately."

"Well, he hasn't come back from practice today. He left quite early in the morning, and I worry that he may overwork his body. I am aware that he is susceptible to your words. Could you possibly go down to the RAD gymnasium and convince him to wrap up practice for the day and come home?" (M|n) hadn't known that Beel was working that hard! He too didn't want Beelzebub to end up straining himself.

He nodded his head. "Of course I will!" Lucifer let a relaxed smile fall onto his lips.

"Apologies for assigning you with a task when you were clearly busy, but I can't trust any of my foolish brothers to do this without getting side-tracked." Lucifer murmured. (M|n) shook his head as he put aside the drink he was originally making.

"Don't worry about it, this situation is much more important! Thank you for informing me, I'll go right now and hopefully bring him back."

"Thank you so much." Lucifer then left the kitchen. (M|n) rolled up his sleeves. He couldn't just go to the gymnasium empty-handed. Beelzebub was probably so absorbed in his training that he hadn't acknowledged that he was hungry yet. It would be wise to bring food in-case his stomach was loudly growling the moment he stopped him from practicing.

(M|n) got out a huge rucksack and began to fill it to the brim with all the food items that he knew Beelzebub might crave after a long day of training. He and Beel were very close, and they usually dined together whenever they could. (M|n) was wondering where he was at. . . Beelzebub was probably working so intensely right at this moment.

(M|n) resolutely walked out of the kitchen once he was satisfied with what he packed for Beelzebub. He hoped that what food he chose would satisfy Beel's cravings to some degree.

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(M|n) glanced around as he entered the mostly empty gymnasium. The only sound that could be heard within the huge room was the sound of Beelzebub's ball as he trained with it. How long had Beelzebub been at this for?! (M|n) hoped that Beel at least took a few breaks here and there to give his body a rest.

He watched Beel's form as he practiced. (M|n)'s eyes widened as he watched Beel's determined movements as he trained by himself with the ball. (M|n) was constantly inspired and motivated by Beelzebub and his love for the sport. . .