Notes: Hi Restless! (@restlesscolour )I’m sorry for the lack of a title, I’m not very good at coming up with titles or names. Anyways, I hope you like this fic! I tried my best to make it as wholesome and cozy as I could. I also made Satan the main focus of this fic, I hope you don't mind.
Satan was sitting on the chair in his bedroom, one leg crossed over the other, and a thick book in his hand. He was trying his best to read, unable to focus due to the lingering thoughts of someone he held dear to him. It had been a while since he last saw Restless. He shut the book with a slam before setting it down on the nearest pile of books. His bedroom was quite messy, books piled up to the ceiling all around him. After leaving his bedroom, he made his way towards the kitchen.
“Oh, Satan! I’m surprised to see you’re not reading at this hour.” A familiar voice called out to him. Turning around, he saw Simeon waving as he made his way over. Simeon seemed to know what the bookworm demon was thinking as he responded to the question Satan had without even being asked.
“I was visiting Lucifer to see if we could catch up but he refused, like always.” The angel sighed to himself before putting a smile on his face. “What do you say we have a small chat while I’m here?” He added.
“No thanks. I’m a bit busy at the moment. Although, I’m heading to the kitchen to make Restless some hot cocoa if you’d like to join me?” Satan started walking to the kitchen knowing Simeon would follow. They surprisingly didn’t encounter any of the other brothers as they walked through the large house. It was more of a manor than a house. Whatever it was, it was home to the seven brothers, and now, Restless as well. Satan smiled fondly to himself as he thought about them, they brought him so much joy, so much so that he could forget about all the anger he held inside him. That in itself is a near impossible accomplishment as he was the avatar of wrath, and yet they managed to do it without even realising it.
As they got to the kitchen they heard banging and rustling coming from inside. Knowing exactly who it was, Satan opened the door to reveal Beelzebub standing in the middle of the kitchen, frozen in place like a deer in headlights.
“I thought it was you making all this noise. What are you doing” He said with a sigh. Beelzebub held up an entire roast and smiled brightly. Before he could even speak he started chowing down on the meat in his hands. Satan and Simeon could do nothing but watch with a look of disbelief on their faces.
“I was hungry.” Beelzebub spoke up after finishing that entire roast in seconds. Satan sighed once again and walked over to the top left corner of the kitchen and opened the overhead cupboard. He took out four mugs that each had different festive designs on them. He placed them beside the stove before walking over to the top right corner of the kitchen and opening the lower cupboard. He took out a few bars of milk chocolate and brought them over to the island in the middle of the room. He placed them on the cutting board, opened them and began cutting them into small pieces. He placed the cut chocolate in a pot on the stove and added some milk, a bit of cream, a bit of brown sugar and a small pinch of salt. He stirred the mixture until it was melted and thoroughly combined. He evenly distributed the hot chocolate into the four mugs and added a generous amount of whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate shavings.
“There, now let’s all go to Restless’ room.” He picked up two of the mugs, leaving the other two men to grab their own and quickly follow the demon out of the kitchen. After making their way to the spare bedroom, now the bedroom of Restless, Beelzebub knocked on the door.
“Restless? Can we come in?” He asked. The door opened and there stood Restless, a confused look on their face. They saw the hot chocolate that Satan was holding out and the look of confusion turned into one of joy. They let the three men in and closed the door. The four of them sat on the small yet cozy bed.
“I remembered that you said you like cozying up in these colder seasons so I thought I would make you something to warm you up. I just happened to meet these two along the way.” Satan said as he gestured to Simeon and Beelzebub. The two men smiled and nodded. As the four of them drank their hot cocoa and chatted, the outside world got darker and darker, signifying that it was getting late. The three men saw Restless dozing off and decided it would be best if they all headed back to get some sleep themselves. Satan grabbed all of the mugs and made his way to the kitchen to wash them. Simeon went back to Purgatory Hall and Beelzebub went back to his bedroom to get some sleep.
The next morning, Satan woke up in his chair after having fallen asleep reading like usual. He changed his clothes and fixed his hair before going down to the dining room. He saw that it was only he and Restless there. He looked at his phone to see a text to the group chat saying that they'd all had gone out for breakfast. He also had a text from Beelzebub saying that he had tried to wake Satan but he wouldn't budge. Satan looked up at Restless.
"You didn't want to go with them?" He smiled as Restless shook their head. He sat beside them and started eating the breakfast they had prepared for the two of them. He used his free hand to grab hold of theirs. He used his thumb to rub their hand gently.
They sat in silence as they ate. It wasn't and awkward silence, it was a very comfortable silence. The air around them seemed to be filled with happiness and love.
After they had both finished eating, they got up and walked to the living room. They sat on the couch side by side, pressed closely to one another. Restless rested their head on Satan's shoulder as he wrapped his arm around their waist, pulling them closer. He kissed the top of their head before speaking up.
"Thank you. For always being kind to me. For never comparing me to my brother. For always being there for me. I want to do the same for you. Please, let me be the one you can depend on. I love you." Satan whispered lovingly.
