𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑻ᵗᵒᵖ ᵐᵃˡᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

Satan

M/n was wandering through the vast library of RAD, the Royal Academy of Diavolo, engrossed in a pile of books he had borrowed. As a human exchange student, he found himself constantly exploring the magnificent halls of the Devildom, fascinated by the vast knowledge it held.

Satan, the fourth-born demon brother and the embodiment of Wrath, was also in the library that day. He had been searching for a particular ancient tome when he accidentally knocked over a stack of books. With a slight stumble, he ended up on his knees, trying to gather the scattered books around him.

M/n noticed the commotion and immediately rushed to help, placing his own pile of books aside. He reached out, carefully holding Satan's waist to steady him.

"Are you alright, Satan?"

Satan's cheeks flushed slightly at the proximity and touch, but he managed to keep his composure. "I'm fine," he replied, his voice a bit softer than usual.

M/n couldn't help but notice how perfectly Satan's waist fit in his arms, and a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

"WHAT?!" Satan asked, trying to hide the growing warmth in his face.

"You know, I must admit, your waist is quite fit for someone who spends so much time reading," M/n said playfully, not realizing the effect his words would have on Satan.

Satan's eyes widened, his face turning an even deeper shade of red. He had always been praised for his intellect, but compliments regarding his physical appearance were few and far between. M/n's words resonated with him, stirring something within his heart.

he shot M/n a mildly annoyed look, but there was a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Are you mocking me, human?"

M/n chuckled softly. "Not at all. I just didn't expect a demon of your stature to have such a tiny waist."

Satan huffed, rolled his eyes and crossing his arms in front of his chest. "You humans are always full of surprises," he remarked.

M/n's smile softened, and he placed a hand on his chest in a mock offended manner. "And you demons are just as intriguing."

"..."

"...??"

"uh... you know... you can let me go now?"

M/n realized that he was still holding onto Satan's waist.

Satan tried to pull away, but m/n's grip on his waist remained firm, refusing to let go.

"You know, Satan, you don't have to rush. We can stay here for a little longer," M/n suggested, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"I don't need to stay here. I have other things to do," he replied, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Well, if you're in such a hurry, I guess I'll have to make sure you stay," M/n declared playfully, pulling the demon gently towards his lap.

"What are you doing?!" Satan protested, though his cheeks reddened further.

"Nothing~" M/n replied playfully, wrapping his arms around Satan's waist once more.

"I really should get going, you know...."

M/n tightened his hold slightly, not ready to let go just yet. "Oh, come on, Satan. You can stay a bit longer, can't you? We can read together."

Satan's protests faltered as he realized he was caught in a moment of vulnerability. He averted his gaze, trying to hide his embarrassment. "Read together?"

M/n smiled triumphantly, sensing Satan's hesitance giving way to a hint of curiosity. He adjusted his hold, making sure Satan was comfortable in his lap, before picking up one of the books from the nearby table.

"Please?"

"no"

"please pleasee pleaseeee"

"ugh fine, just for a while "

M/n's heart skipped a beat as he felt Satan gradually relax against his chest, the tension in his body melting away. Encouraged by the newfound intimacy, M/n gently rested his chin on Satan's shoulder.

As the hours passed, he noticed that Satan's breathing had slowed, indicating that the demon had dozed off. Smiling affectionately, M/n carefully adjusted their positions, making sure the demon was comfortable.

"I'm glad you stayed," M/n whispered softly, stroking Satan's hair gently.

Satan stirred slightly, still half-asleep. "I didn't stay for you," he mumbled, but there was a hint of fondness in his voice.

M/n chuckled, not taking offense. "Of course not, Satan. You stayed for the book."

"Mm-hmm," Satan murmured, snuggling closer to M/n's chest. "Just for the book..."