Hello! I was wondering if I can request a cheating angst for beelzebub please! I would like a sad ending if possible 🥺🥺💖
Sure thing Anon-san, and sorry it took me so long to reply, I TOTALLY didn’t forget my Tumblr password and panic for two days straight. I didn’t know if you wanted Beel cheating on you or the other way around, but I hope you like either way!
Another normal and boring day at RAD. Beel was devouring another bag of chips, you had lost the count at this point. You had tried to keep track of how much food he ate once, but you had given up at the realization that Beel was capable of eating an entire hamburger in a single bite, without you even noticing. You smiled bitterly, looking at him once more, remembering when a couple of weeks before you had asked him why he wouldn’t hold your hand. It wasn’t such a big deal, but it bugged you. “Oh, I’m sorry MC, I just don’t want to make your hands dirty with crumbs or sauces…”. Of course, it was because of food. Was he trying to be considerate or was he just giving you an excuse so he could have both hands free to eat? You didn’t know and probably didn’t even want to.
It didn’t bother you at first, but as time passed by you started to feel like he was always going to prioritize food over you. Beel was a nice guy, he never got mad, he was really sweet when you were alone (and his stomach was full) but was he in a relationship with you or with his food? And what about the constant crumbs on his and your bed? It was basically torture. You sighed. No, you were just trying to justify yourself, to make that sense of guilt go away. But it was your fault, you had gotten yourself in that situation and you had to solve the problem in a way or another, even if it meant someone was going to suffer, you especially.
And while you were still thinking about the decision you had to take, with munching in the background as your irritating soundtrack, you noticed it was time to go. You were going to be late at this rate!
“Sorry, Beel, I have something to do! I’ll see you later at the House of Lamentation?”, you forced a small smile, kissed him on the cheek and started running towards the exit, while putting away your notebook in the small backpack you had. You didn’t notice you had lost something, you didn’t hear Beel call your name, you just disappeared behind the door, leaving Beel alone in the hall with an empty bag of chips in a hand and a pink envelope in the other.
His eyes fell on the envelope in his hand and furrowed his brows. The scent coming from the paper was sweet, like honey and roses, and it was addressed to “the most beautiful human to ever exist”. The paper was burning his fingertips, he had to read it.
He quickly got rid of the empty bag of chips, forgetting his hunger, forgetting he had to go practice with the team. He slowly opened the letter and held his breath, before reading the content. It was sweet word after another, a shower of praises, and it made him angry. This person, this demon, knew you well enough to be able to write things that were sure to get to your heart. How long had that been going on for? Days? Weeks? Months? And he never noticed. He blamed himself, blamed himself for not giving you enough attention, for not being able to tell something about you was off. But he couldn’t shake his anger off. He went straight to your locker, forced it open like the lock wasn’t even there. It wasn’t difficult to find many other love letters like the one that had fallen from your bag. There were dozens of envelopes, all with the same scent. He grabbed one and read it, then another one and yet another one. They were all love letters. All talking about how he wanted to meet MC again, see them, hold them.
His anger was now over the roof and could not hold himself from punching the locker, making the door fall on the floor. He hadn’t even noticed that he had transformed into his demon form, not until one of his brothers gently grabbed his arm.
“Hey, Beel, what’s going on? Are you okay?“
He didn’t reply, he just gave his brother one of the many letters that were now on the floor and just stormed out of the school. He had to find you.
You were just enjoying your evening with the demon you had been exchanging letters with. When he had the idea you thought it was incredibly romantic. Maybe a little bit inconvenient, but you couldn’t resist the romance. You had been craving affection, sweetness and, especially, talking. With Beel, there wasn’t much dialog at all, but with him it was different. You loved the avatar of gluttony, you truly loved him, but you just couldn’t resist the demon that was sitting next to you, holding your hand. That’s what you were missing from Earth: normality. You missed walking in the park at night, eating ice cream, you missed going to the movies and kissing in the dark. And with the demon next to you it was actually possible, you could go to the movies and be able to hear everything because you didn’t have the sound of popcorn-munching covering every other sound.
You smiled, feeling relaxed, feeling at peace, even happy, with the demon next to you that was trying to steal a kiss from you since you had arrived. You giggled, denying him a kiss once again, just to tease him, but the laughter died in your throat once you saw exactly what you didn’t want: Beelzebub, in his demon form, looking at the two of you with fire in his eyes and one of your letters in his hand. You lost all color in your face, immediately getting up, distancing yourself from the demon next to you.
“Beel… Wait, I-I can explain, I swear–.”, you tried to say, just so you could buy some time, gather your thoughts, tell him what was actually going on. But he wasn’t looking at you and he wasn’t coming towards you.
You saw him grab the demon and raise him in the air like it was nothing more than an object, before slamming him on the street. You screamed, scared and worried, while the demon you were just holding hands with tried to fight. He was obviously no match for one of the seven most powerful demons in all the Devildom and tears started streaming down your face as Beelzebub’s punches started distorting the other demon’s face. Every punch sunk in your heart, killing you slowly.
“Stop! Beelzebub, please, stop!”, you tried to tell him, touching his arm, trying in some way to calm him down. But all you accomplished was to get yourself thrown far away with a simple push. You could feel your arm bones’ snapping just like you could hear the last breath draw from the demon on the ground.
Beel’s hands were covered in blood. You had never seen him like that and the same murderous eyes were now looking straight at you. You were sure that was it, that was your end, you were going to die there.
“I’m sorry Beel… I’m sorry…”, you tried to say, not even trying to justify yourself. You knew what you had done was wrong. You could have broken up with him and then date the other demon, but you had decided to cheat. You couldn’t be forgiven.
You closed your eyes, ready for it to be over, but just as you felt Beelzebub get close, you heard the familiar voices of the demon brothers coming to help and restrain Beelzebub.
Mammon immediately came to help you stand up, but you couldn’t see any kindness in his eyes or in any of the other brothers. So they knew.
“You can’t kill the human, Beel. We can’t ruin Diavolo’s project.”
Lucifer’s voice was colder than ever and you lowered your head, not able to look at any of the brothers in the eyes. You were back to just being “the human”, no smiles, no compassion. Not a single one of them seemed worried for you and you thought it was right, you deserved it. Your gaze reached the demon on the floor, as Satan verified if he was still alive. Tears streamed down your face when you saw him shaking his head and calling Leviathan so he could help move the body.
“You’re right”, you heard Beel say, “I won’t waste any more of my time with this excuse of human being."
You raised your head, looked at him, tried once again to say that you were sorry, tried to explain yourself, but his gaze made all your efforts vain.
"You’re even worse than a demon, congratulations.”
