Study. {Beelzebub x Reader/MC}
Description:
A fic in which Beel helps MC study.
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Tags: fluff, reader was up all night which honestly mood, not beta'd, not edited, gender neutral reader, beelzebub/beel x reader/mc, obey me!/obm/om
Word Count: 821
A/N: Written on: May 8, 2021
My sister was stressing about her finals that were creeping up on her so I wrote this to comfort her at the time! I hope it brings you guys at least a lil bit of comfort too ^^
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Beelzebub watched as MC sighed once more, like they had been for the past hour as the two of them struggled to study. They were both struggling with the material being taught in class, but the weight of it had been weighing more on MC than it did him.
“I’ll never be able to understand this. I’m going to fail and if I fail who knows what Lucifer will say—what will Diavolo say? What will Diavolo DO?”
“I’m having troubles with it too,” Beel said between the bites of his sandwich, “so you won’t be alone--”
“But you can take them if they get mad at you!”
“I mean, not really...” his voice dropped off and took another bite, placing his other hand beneath MC’s forehead to stop them from injuring themselves as they continuously smacked their head against the table.
Another sigh came from them before they laid their head on top of his hand, admitting defeat for the umpteenth time that day. Beel held out the remainder of his sandwich as an offering for a sympathy bite, which they took in a slow, sad manner.
“It’ll be fine, MC.”
They responded to him with a grunt; Beel knew they didn’t really believe him. He read through the chapters and notes again quietly, hoping to find something he could understand and help MC with. MC stared off into space the remainder of the night while Beel quietly kept at it, reading and keeping his hand in place as a pillow.
The next morning, Beel waited for MC at school, surprisingly early for once. MC was surprisingly late, for once. Instead of rushing up to him, Beel watched MC shuffle up to him with their head hanging low, eyes stuck to the floor only to rise slowly once they bumped into his chest.
“I’m sorry--”
“Are you alright?”
“Oh. Good morning, Beel.”
He frowned, taking notice of the state they were in. After handing them the snack bag he had been eating from, letting them munch a little bit before they had to head to class. Carefully, he tamed pieces of MC’s hair that had been a bit crazy, hoping his silence would nudge them into telling him what had been wrong; instead, they fell forward and bumped into his chest again, staying there for a little bit before standing back up straight.
“MC, did you get any sleep?”
They smiled weakly at him, hoping to deflect his question; they stared in a tired disbelief up at him as he gently cupped their face, a disapproving look taking over his features.
“You didn’t.”
“I didn’t.”
“Why not?”
“I had to keep studying.” They sighed, their body tensing up and their voice growing higher and more distressed as they kept talking, “I had to keep studying because I had to learn it because we have that test today and I couldn’t fail—I can’t fail because then I’ll be in trouble and then--”
“Shh.”
Beel was never very good at words, but he always did his best to speak through actions, and now was no different. Holding their face, he carefully wiped away the tears that started to fall from their eyes out of frustration and exhaustion. He frowned and gently rubbed the dark circles beneath their eyes and let them cry a bit more, continuously wiping away the tears as they came up. Leaning down, Beel placed a soft, feathery kiss square between their eyebrows; he moved and continued his barrage of kisses, ever so lightly, across their entire face. Their eyelids, underneath their eyes, their nose, cheeks, forehead-- wherever he could get his lips to comfort the person who mattered to him most.
Their hands wrapped around his wrists as they allowed their face to melt into his hands and his kisses. Once the tears had stopped, they whispered a faint ‘thank you’ that Beel hummed a response to. After standing together in silence for a moment, Beel moved to run his thumb over their cheekbones before pulling their head closer to his chest, resting his chin on the top of their head.
“You’ll pass the test,” they felt his voice rumble through his chest, “I’ll ask Satan to help.”
“You will?”
“Yeah.”
“What if he says no?”
“I’ll offer him lunch.”
MC laughed, wrapping their arms around him now that they felt comforted. Knowing that Beel cared about them enough to show love in such a gentle and expressive way was enough to expel any negative emotion they’d have all day. Their sigh this time was one of relief as they laid their head against his chest, listening to the rhythmic beating of his heart. The two of them stood together until the bell rang, signaling the beginning of class; they listened to the rumble of Beel’s chest one last time before going on their way.
“If you still fail, I’ll fail too.”
“Beel, please don’t do that.”