This one is for the Barbatos crowd :)
I've had this one in the drafts for awhile... Implied uhhh spice in this one
He would fetch you a fresh glass of water with ice and a lemon.
He would see to it that the finest triple-tier cake was made for you.
Barbatos was so very sweet to you. For the very little free time he had, he still made time to spoil you.
It was flattering, though a bit confusing. Why in the Devildom would this powerful time demon and the King's personal aid be so attentive to a human?
You'd chalked it up to you being an exchange student. Of course he's treating you nicely; you're a key part in Diavolo's ideal future.
But then you saw the way Barabtos treated Solomon. He was not so attentive then. Not even a smile was spared for Solomon. Weird.
The question turned in your head again and again, and in free moments, you caught yourself thinking about it. And in those free moments, in busy moments too, Barbatos continued his kindness.
You felt a fire inside your soul, a little flame settling in your gut.
He was certainly a handsome demon. He treated you kindly and listened to you ramble about nonsense. His demon form wasn't scary, in fact, that tail...
You struggled to wash away your impure thoughts. He's a demon, and you're a human. It would never work. But your feelings persisted regardless of your rational opposition.
You weren't sure how close you were getting to your limit, but you knew the day was approaching quickly. Instead of letting yourself boil over, you decide to get to the source of the problem.
Excusing yourself to the restroom, you sneak away from tea time with Diavolo and Lucifer in search of Barbatos. You roam the halls for a short while, desperately trying to remember where everything is in the castle.
You come across the library, the kitchen and the main hall, but no sign of Barbatos. Only stumbling down a random hallway do you hear a voice.
Peaking through a doorway, you see Barbatos throwing orders out to three little black blobs. Little D's, if you remember correctly. He stops to glance at the door for a moment before making the Little D's recite their commands back to him. He then excuses them, and they file out the door you had since jumped behind.
You relinquish your spot behind the door and enter the room. From the looks of it, it's an office. Barbatos gives you a once-over before sitting at the desk in the center of the room.
"What are you doing roaming around? If I remember correctly, you're supposed to be having tea right now."
Coming face-to-face with the source of your unknown problem saps all your confidence. The words die in your throat. Your eyes meet his, and your face flushes.
He quirks his brow with a faint smile.
Heat pools in your gut at his next words.
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