Hi there, can you write something fluffy with bel?
HII GUESS WHAT I'M BACK
... yes >:)
♡ “Either/Or” Belphegor/Reader* fluff₊⁎⁺˳✧༚
*gender neutral, ‘they’ pronouns; 3rd person
count: 802 words
Warnings? my attempt at fluff, some swear words ehe, maybe a lil far-fetched for Bel and way too domestic bc we all know this guy is just straight up abnormal (lovingly). btw this is TYL Bel. I write only for of-age characters xx
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“Hey.. hey, Bel—”
[name] was rubbing the sleep out of their tired eyes, their quiet voice escaping them in a feeble croak.
“Hmmmmm..?”
“If you had to choose between me or Mink…” they began, fingers stroking down the fluffy body of the mustelid nestled between the two of them. The animal chittered softly in their slumber and rolled over slightly, their fuzzy tail flopping in sleepy satisfaction.
The blonde shifted to face [name], the same ol’ lazy grin plastered on his pale face. The two had spent most of the day napping, draped over each other, as usual. This time with the special guest: visone tempesta. Mink seemed to have taken a liking to [name] in particular lately.
[name] had one of Bel’s shirts on. The striped red and black one, that was well outdated at this point… the thin material was worn down from wear and washing for nearly ten years now. Belphegor’s hands slid across his significant other’s back, gently tugging at the soft fabric as he mused. He tilted his head, long fringe falling out of place and pale lashes sweeping over his cheekbones as he closed his eyes, seemingly deep in thought.
They waited patiently, and [name]’s eyes drifted towards Bel’s slightly pursed lips. The man was really mulling over that question, huh… The thought of kissing him flashes in their mind.
He clicks his tongue and looks right at them, catching them off guard. Their eyes shifted nervously as they realized how silly of a question that may have been. Was he judging them?
“What do you want to hear, älskling*?” He smiles wider, capturing [name]’s gaze, his eyes narrowing like a cat. It was just like him to answer questions with more questions. He leaned closer, nose almost brushing against theirs. The glint of mischief in his eyes.
He was met with silence. [Name]’s turn to think. With each passing second, they felt their cheeks heat up, and their thoughts were going a mile a minute… but they were also thinking nothing at all. They blanked. [name] was unconsciously leaning back to create more distance between them. The closeness was too much. Burning with embarrassment, they squeezed their eyes shut to avoid his piercing gaze.
“I- I uh… I don’t know, I just thought I’d mess with you by asking somethin’ stupi—OH!”
“Ah ah ah,” he tutted, grinning as widely as ever. He had rolled over them, putting his full weight on [name] under him. “You’re not escaping now~” He teased as [name] squirmed in refusal.
“Youuu asked in hopes of me picking you over Mink, right?”
Somehow, the weasel was still sleeping soundly through this. (Some mustelids do sleep like the dead, tbh.)
“UHHHH noOo-!”
“Why would you even try to lie to my face?” He could barely stifle the giggle that escaped him. Just as he grabbed them by the wrists, [name] kicked him off of them, and the two rolled onto their sides, limbs in a tangle.
“Shishishi~ What did you think I’d saaaay, my dear [name],” He pressed, rolling with them atop the plush sheets.
“You’re the-oh! Geez, Belphegor, you’re-HAHAh, the worst!” [name] was doing their best to keep it together as they were fighting for their life here wrestling their professional assassin boyfriend. The playfulness in his voice set their mind at ease, but Bel was relentless.
“Do you see me putting Mink in my shirts?”
“I-I don’t know-AH, maaaybe? I feel like you would-BAH—”
He stops, once again straddling [name].
“Would you pick between Mink and I…?” His smile dropped.
Under his mussed up hair, his gaze met [name]’s, stone faced. They looked up at him. Even after all this time, they would find themselves awestruck by their gorgeous prince, half-hidden eyes and all. [name] spent a full beat in silence, nearly forgetting the question had the handsome man above them not clicked his tongue again to snap them out of it.
“Wellllll… Mink wouldn’t toy with my feelings like th—” they stopped themselves mid thought. Mink would totally mess with people like this, especially [name] because they had a soft spot for him and would cave to his acting all sad and hungry to beg for treats (lmao).
He couldn’t take it, his poker face was gone instantly, and he threw his head back in laughter.
“Kära du*, [name]... only you would be stupid enough to say shit like this,” he pressed their arms up over their head, smiling right above his dear [name]’s face. "Asking such questions..." he mused, gaze unfaltering. What they didn’t see in his eyes was the adoration deep in his catlike stare. He pecked their lips, softly. Much softer than usual. As much as he hated admitting to it, teasing [name] itched his brain warmed his heart.
fin.
*I love HCing that Bel is from a Scandinavian country lmao, in this case these are Swedish terms of endearment bc I personally love using them BUT I think he’d actually speak Icelandic tbh aaaanyway— he said darling & my dear :)
YALL. What he meant when he said that ..they were stupid enough to ask something like that... what he's THINKING... is to never doubt him again, if that's what their silly brain is doing. He's nuts (literally) about his y/n. I SPENT WAY TOO MUCH TIME ON THIS BUT ITS BC ANON GAVE LITERALLY 0 DETAILS AND I HAD NOTHIGN TO JUMP OFF FROM but I love him I love Belphegor so much so I had to..
Hope ya enjoyed lolol I'm also trying new stuff with formatting so I hope. I hope things aren't wack af. All my love,
xoxo Jyun.
Author’s Note: While I will be keeping the reader gender neutral, the children will be referring to the reader as mamma/mother/mom/etc.
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“Mamma!” A little blonde bundle of joy bounded down the stairs, his twin sister following close behind.
“What’s wrong?” you questioned, looking between your two children.
Basil, the boy, pouted up at you. “Gina ruined my bed!”
“Again?” you mimicked your son’s pout. “That’s the third time this week!”
“Che. I needed a target to practice my knife throwing,” Gina was the older twin by five minutes and, unfortunately, she took after her father. Basil took after you, but both children had their father’s golden blonde hair. Their eyes were the same as yours, however.
“Gina,” you scolded softly, turning around to face your daughter. In doing so, you somehow managed to trip over your own feet, body heading for the cold tile floor. Before you could hit, you felt your body being yanked back against a strong chest.
Belphegor stood behind you, arms wrapped tightly around your waist. He chuckled, grinning widely as his grip tightened. “Ushishishi~ You shouldn’t be so clumsy, Y/N.”
“Ewww. Get a room!” Gina whined, running out of the room. Basil laughed, following his sister to their shared room. Gina may have been older by five minutes, but Basil turned out to be much more mature than she was.
“Bel…” you murmured, feeling embarrassed by your slip. “Your daughter destroyed Basil’s bed… again.”
“Ushishishi~ I’ll take care of her later, darling.” He chuckled, pressing his lips to the side of your neck. You turned around in his grip to scold him for allowing your daughter to have a set of knives when his lips smashed against yours, effectively silencing you. He pulled away a few seconds later, turning around and leaving the kitchen.
“Bel~” you whined. “I told you not to do that!”
His laughter echoed throughout the large house as he climbed the stairs after his children.
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