*it's been a very long day of misadventures for the brothers and MC as the whole group comes into the Common Room, beaten down and exhausted*
MC: My feet are killing me...
Levi: That was why shut-ins stay inside...! 😫
Satan: Everybody stop-... *sighs* Oh who am I kidding, I feel completely drained too...
*the boys drag their feet over to the couches and Belphie is the first to sit down, hugging his cow pillow tightly to his chest*
Belphie: *sniffle*... *sniffle*.... *yaaaawn*..... *hic*
MC: *notices his noises and looks over in concern* Belphie...? Are... are you crying...??
Belphie: N-no... *he sniffles again and quickly wipes his eyes* I'm not....
MC: Don't bullshit me, what's wrong??
Mammon: *flops down and casually throws an arm around Belphie's shoulders* Don't worry, MC, this is all normal. When Belph's batteries get too drained, he starts cryin' like a baby who needs a nap. Always been this way. *snickers*
Belphie: *pushes his brother off the couch, teary-eyed and pouting* Shut up scumbag...!! *sniffle*
MC: Awww, Belphie.... 🥺
*the MC goes over to Belphie and he immediately latches onto their waist, burying his face in their stomach*
MC: Should we go take a nap...?
Belphie: *tightens his grip, too tired to play it cool* Please...?
Mammon: *hops back to his feet* H-hey! No fair! I should get to nap with MC!!
MC: *sticks their tongue out at him* Yeah, well you're not the cute one right now, so suck it.
