Helluva Guy (Helluva Boss x Autisic reader.)

Ghostf**kers

The episode begins with Millie being her typical joyful self, humming to herself carrying cups of coffee and a Frappuccino to her office at I.M.P Headquarters. She exits out of the elevator and greets the demons that are inside, including some of Verosika's crew.

Millie: (to Josh and Milky) Howdy, Mister! (to Kiki) Fine mornin'!

Millie kicks the door open.

Millie: Another day in paradise!

Upon entering, Millie realizes that her office looks like a complete mess. There are boxes opened, unopened, a cactus, and Loona looking tired and miserable, dead standing up, sleeping while holding a stuffed owl over a fire barrel, her hair messy and almost jagged. Loona hears the door open, but doesn't open her eyes, and responds to Millie while she throws the owl into the fire bin.

Loona: Oh shit, it's morning.

Millie closes the door.

Mille: Uh, yeah. Have you been here all night? And what are you doing?

Loona takes the tray holding the caffeinated drinks without caring because she's completely tired.

Loona: Blitzo brought two hundred taxidermy owls, then said I couldn't go home until I burned (whispering in stress) all of them.

Loona downs all the drinks at once, dumping them into her mouth without caring for the cups and throws the tray away.

Then the door opens with a soft creak, and in walks Y/N with Octavia following closely behind. Octavia, visibly pregnant, looks like she might drop any second, but she has a small smile on her face.

Millie: (beaming) Well, look who it is! The happy parents to be!

Loona, who has barely moved, suddenly perks up as she hears the familiar footsteps. Her tired eyes blink a few times, and she almost stumbles over to Y/N, pulling him into a tight hug. She buries her face in his neck, clearly seeking comfort from the chaos around her.

Loona: (mumbling) I can't... I can't do this anymore. I'm gonna lose my mind.

Y/N: (softly, with a shy voice) Loona...

He hugs her back, his nervousness apparent, but he's trying his best to comfort her.

Y/N: It's okay. I'm here.

Loona: Please make me feel good tonight...

Y/N:😳 O-okay. I will.

Octavia watches the interaction with a soft smile.

Millie: (teasing) Y/N, you're such a softie. Always lookin' out for others.

Just then Y/N Cenobites arrived. Filmmaker, Brute, Happy Amphibian, Ace of Spades, and Seamstress.

Millie: (blinking in surprise) Well, ain't this a parade! (nervously chuckles) Uh, good mornin'... folks?

The Seamstress: (gliding past Millie, her voice icy and precise) Morning implies there's anything good about it. (She surveys the messy office with disdain, running her fingers along a stack of papers and clicking her tongue disapprovingly.) Such disarray. It's offensive.

The Happy Amphibian: (cheerfully hopping forward, his eyes lighting up as he spots the fire barrel) Ohhhh, fire! Who's throwin' stuff in the fire? Can I join? (He spits a glob of green acid onto the ground, which sizzles ominously.)

Millie: (eyeing the burn mark nervously) Uh, maybe hold off on that, sugar.

The Filmmaker: (adjusting his camera, speaking with a dramatic flair) Chaos... disarray... despair! (He pans his camera to Loona, still clinging to Y/N.) Oh, yes. The raw emotion! (He snaps a photo, the flash momentarily blinding everyone.)