Main Characters/Ship: Diavolo x MC
Other Characters: Barbatos
Word Count: 742
Warnings: None, just a fluffy short story =)
The moment that Diavolo stepped through the portal Barbatos had created, he was greeted with one of the many things he loved about the human world: the bright, warm sun. Once his eyes were able to adjust to the intense light, he excitedly approached the railing of the balcony attached to his personal suite in Hotel Corvo to gaze out at the colorful, bustling city that the midday sun illuminated for all to see. The rays from above seemed to hug his body like a blanket to bring him a cozy sensation starting from his skin and straight to his core. He couldn’t contain the grin that stretched across his face from ear to ear in response to the unique, pleasant feeling.
“Isn’t the human world's sun simply wonderful, Barbatos?” Diavolo asked the royal butler behind him, glancing back briefly to speak to him before redirecting his attention to the horizon.
Barbatos’s professional polite smile widened into a genuine one as his Young Master’s joy seemed to spread to him through the gentle breeze. “Yes, it provides many important things to the growing life in this realm.”
“Well, yes,” Diavolo agreed with a laugh, “but not just that. Doesn’t it give you such a nice feeling inside, too?”
“A nice feeling, you say?” Barbatos thought it over for a few moments. “I do suppose it makes me want to take off my jacket sometimes. Its heat can be quite strong some days, but it’s nice to experience after colder days.”
Diavolo shook his head and chuckled again. “That’s true, too, but still not what I meant. It’s like--”
“Pardon me, My Lord,” Barbatos interjected, pocket watch in hand, “but we must get going if we want to make it to the meeting on time.”
“Ah, right. We can discuss this later. Let’s get going then.”
As the demon butler led the way back inside the hotel, Diavolo paused momentarily while following him to bask in the sun’s warmth a little longer until he was within the walls of the building that shut it out.
Diavolo tapped his pen absentmindedly on the desk in his study as he stared out the window at the eternally dark scenery of the Devildom, lit up only by the lamps on the streets and lights within the neighboring buildings. He had no complaints about the moon that graced the sky of his realm, but it didn’t provide the same feeling that the human world’s sun was capable of giving him. A sense of longing dwelled within him as he reminisced about his time under the shining sun, the stack of documents on his desk now completely forgotten.
“My Lord,” Barbatos’s voice rang out along with a knock on the closed door, startling Diavolo back to where he actually was, “MC is here as you requested.”
The study’s door opened to reveal the aforementioned human who beamed at the sight of the demon prince. A familiar sensation surged through him when his eyes took in their form. It started at his skin and melted straight to his core, surrounding his body like the best hug he’s ever received. His gaping mouth sealed together into a grin that mirrored--and maybe even outshined--that of the beloved individual on the other side of the room. Their presence alone brightened his day and made everything around him more vibrant.
Yes, MC was just like the sun.
Except, for Diavolo, they were even better than the sun that shone high above the human world. They weren’t restricted to one location; he could bring them anywhere he wanted to. He could reach out and touch them to physically feel their gentle warmth, whether that was in their interlocked hands, a tender embrace, or a deep kiss. He could hear their voice tell him things that make his heart soar and give him butterflies in his stomach. He could look at them for as long as he wanted to--their appearance healing to his eyes rather than forcing him to turn away. Best of all, the overwhelmingly pleasant feeling they provided would last with him even when they were away.
“It’s so good to see you, MC,” Diavolo greeted them as he rose from his desk chair. “Please, come join me on the sofa while Barbatos fetches some tea for us. Make yourself at home.”
There may not have been a sun in the Devildom, but as long as MC was around, Diavolo didn’t notice its absence.
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