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Children Listen, To Hear Sleighbells in the Snow | Brothers x Reader

2.5K Words | GN! Reader | CW: Children

Lucifer x Reader

The house was quiet as you and Lucifer sipped demonous by the fire in his room. He sighed, thankful the season was over and he could just relax with his partner. You leaned your head on your husband’s shoulder and watched the crackling fire.

The peace was interrupted when you heard an ornament fall off the tree. You and Lucifer’s head turned in the direction of the noise and you gave each other a knowing look. Lucifer sighed and offered to handle it but you shook your head and followed him.

You peeked out the door and saw a small foot disappear behind the couch and you giggled and nodded at Lucifer.

You left the room and approached the couch slowly. Lucifer snuck around the other side and snuck up on the child. He grabbed him from behind and the boy let out a small shriek in surprise as you and Lucifer laughed.

He frowned but didn’t protest as his dad held him. “Lucious, why are you still up?” He asked his son. Unlike his father, Lucious was shy and soft-spoken spoken so his answer was barely more than a whisper.

“I’m waiting for Santa…”

Lucifer sighed and shook his head, “he’s not going to come if you’re still awake.”

Lucious’s eyes widened in surprise and looked at you for help, “he’s right, Lulu.” You said sweetly and he frowned and nodded sadly.

“Let’s go back to bed, okay?” Lucifer asked and Lucious clung to him.

“I don’t wanna be alone Christmas…” he said sadly and your heart shattered. Lucifer noticed his son had successfully won you over and sighed.

He supposed you’d had enough demons for the night and he could wait for tomorrow. You followed him back to your bedroom as Lucious bounced excitedly, happy to spend Christmas Eve night with his parents as he waited for Santa to come.

Mammon x Reader

You and Mammon shared a passionate kiss on his couch as a Christmas movie played on the projector. You couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to the movie as Mammon’s hands wandered to your hips and he trailed kisses down your neck.

You let a moan slip but the mood was shattered as you heard a large crash in the living room. You both sprang to your feet and up the stairs out of Mammon’s room.

Mammon looked into the hall cautiously and waved for you to follow. You knew it wasn’t dangerous but you followed along as he stayed close to the wall. You both stepped quietly down the staircase and saw the Christmas tree had fallen and several ornaments had shattered.

“Ah, shit,” Mammon cursed. You left to fetch a broom and he investigated, avoiding the small shards of glass.

As he got closer he heard a nose snuggling and decided what had happened.

“I’m not mad, Ava. Are you okay?” He called and his daughter’s head popped up from behind the living room sofa.

Mammon scratched the back of his head and approached Ava. You came back with the Brook and saw Mammon crouched down talking to your daughter.

“Ava?” You asked and she looked at the ground.

“I-I didn’t mean…” she whispered and Mammon shook his head.

“What matters is you’re okay. Now tell us what ya were doing up so late? Don’t you know Santa won’t come if you’re awake?”

She shook her head frantically. “Vivalion said she saw him once!” She insisted.

“I don’t know what your friend saw but it wasn’t Santa, kay?” Mammon corrected and Ava’s shoulders slumped in defeat.

“Okay…”

You brushed the glass aside as Mammon picked up your daughter and nodded to you. “Okay, Ava, let’s go to bed. I’ll tell ya a story okay?”

She beamed and nodded, “Okay!” You smiled as your husband carried your daughter off to bed.

As soon as you were both version Ava was asleep in her bed, you picked up where you’d left off and melted into each other’s embrace.

Leviathan x Reader

“Hahaha! Take that!” You cheered as you knocked Levi off the rainbow road.

“What! No!” He yelped and shook his head as he lost the game. “I’ve trained you too well, padawan…” he mumbled and you laughed at him and kissed his cheek.

He blushed and set his controller aside.

Levi looked at the clock, it was close to midnight.

“Should we check if Levy’s asleep so we can set up the gifts?” He asked and you nodded.

You got to your feet and helped him up. He groaned as he stretched, you’d both been sitting there a long time gaming as you waited for Christmas to come.

He covered his mouth as he yawned and you left the room and walked down the long corridor until you reached Levy’s room. Her door was painted the same shade of pink as Ruri Chan’s dress and had stickers of Azuki-tan and friends all over it.

She was definitely her father’s daughter. She took to everything he had so shopping for gifts was very easy. Leviathan was even willing to part with a few beloved collectibles to pass down to his daughter, it made him so proud.

Leviathan slowly turned the doorknob and opened the door without a noise.

You glimpsed the covers being thrown over your daughter’s head and as you entered the room and approached her bed, she let out a fake snore.

You snickered and Levi laughed, “Levy, we know you’re awake,” he revealed and she sighed.

“Aw man,” she sighed and you both laughed again which made her blush.

She clutched her Azuki-tan pillow to her chest and mumbled something under her breath.

“Are you waiting for Santa?” You asked her and she nodded shyly.

You and Levi gave each other a look. “What if he skips our house because you’re not sleeping?” Levi said pretending to be concerned.

Levy looked shocked and gasped. “I-I’ll go to sleep right now! You think he’s going to bring the figurine I wanted if I do?”

You and Levi gave each other a look and Levi grinned, “I know he will.” He promised.

She giggled excitedly and you tucked her into the covers. Levi left the room and you read a story for your daughter until she fell asleep as Levi arranged the gifts under the tree.

Satan x Reader

You and Satan were curled up together on his couch reading a Christmas Carol as gentle music played from your phone. All was peaceful and you nodded off a couple of times, Satan continued to read so you’d missed a few important parts but you already knew the story so didn’t mind.

Just as you neared the end of the story, the grandfather clock began to chime eleven times coinciding with a small “eep” from the living room.

Satan raised a brow and looked at you. You yawned and got off the couch. He placed a bookmark in the story and followed you out the door into the chilly hallway just by the living room.

You saw two tiny feet behind the tree and pointed them out to Satan. He chuckled and walked over to your daughter.

“Kit, what are you doing up still?” He interrogated but she kept quiet.

“You’ve trained her too well,” you said jokingly and he rolled his eyes and reacted behind the tree to tug her out.

The tree nearly fell over as he pulled away and he lifted her up into his arms. He kissed her forehead and brushed his nose against hers.

You joined them and ran your fingers through your daughter’s tangled hair. “Come on, let’s go to bed now.”

She shook her head. “But I need to investigate!” She insisted and Satan rolled his eyes.

“You’re just finding reasons to stay up,” he argued and she stuck out her lip.

“Mommy…” she whined and you shook her head.

“Come on. If Santa comes you’d never know, he has spells of speed and invisibility, isn’t that what you deduced last year?” You reminded and she nodded.

“Yeah,” she said proudly and you smiled and kissed her head.

You headed back to your room and waited for Satan to return. When he did he sighed loudly and you laughed at him, “I bet you regret being so rebellious yourself, don’t you?”

“No, of course not. Lucifer deserves it.”

“This is why you’re on the naughty list…”

Asmodeus x Reader

Asmodeus’s favorite gift on Christmas Day was to spend the night making love with you until the morning hours. But after your girls had gotten a little bigger his deepest wish was much harder.

You’d only just started undressing when you heard two pairs of footsteps running past your door and one shush the other.

Asmodeus looked pissed already, he loved them but why did they have to ruin this one night for him.

“That’s it. I’ve told them Santa isn’t real, why are they still trying to wait up for him?”

“They’re just waiting for the presents,” you said in a hushed tone and ran your fingers through his hair.

He poured and rested his face on your exposed chest. He caressed your sides and looked up at you pleadingly, “Think we can just ignore them?”

There was a loud crash and he sighed. You both quickly dressed yourself and he wiped off a smudge of makeup he’d left on your neck as you headed to the living room.

On the floor trying to hide the smashed cookie plate were your twin girls.

“Ariel. Aria.” Asmodeus said sternly and they jumped to their feet.

Aria played innocent and gave her father an angel’s smile while Ariel put on the waterworks.

He shook his head and glared at them but he was too weak for his princesses, “Ugh! Come on girls. We’re going back to bed, your presents won’t show up if you stay here, remember! If you leave your room again they might disappear,” he warned and Aria gasped while Ariel began fake crying again.

You held Ariel and Asmo took Aria and you walked them back to their pretty pink glittering room and tucked them into their Princess canopy beds. Asmo sang them a lullaby that quickly made them drowsy.

As soon as you were sure they were asleep you rushed back to your own room to pick up where you’d left off. Asmo didn’t have to worry about being interrupted after that.

Beelzebub x Reader

You and Beelzebub were munching on some Yuletide treats and watching a Christmas movie together as the night grew to a close. Soon it would be midnight and Christmas morning. Every Christmas morning since you’d been married you’d start the same, sharing a kiss. Sometimes the kisses became more passionate and sometimes you went back to munching on food.

Today had other plans because you heard a small giggle from outside your door.

Beelzebub hadn’t heard it over his munching so you gently squeezed his arm.

“The boys are up.”

He frowned, “again…”

Ever since they could toddle, they could find their way to the kitchen. They were a handful but you loved them all the same.

Beelzebub eyed the clock, close to midnight. “Let’s hurry before midnight,” he said and nodded. “And we can grab another snack on the way,” he added as his stomach growled.

Together you quietly left to the living room and caught your sons in the middle of investigating the gifts.

They gasped when they saw you and tried to run. Beelzebub dove and caught one by his leg, he picked him up and tucked him under his arm like a football and ran after the fastest of them, “Bennet,” he mumbled under his breath.

Bennet laughed as he was caught and carried over Beel’s shoulder. While Beelzebub wrangled them, you approached your third son, the youngest and shyest of his brothers. He was quiet like his father and afraid he was in trouble. You gently scooped him into your arms and gently cooed in his ear.

His older brothers struggled to free themselves from Beel but it was fruitless. “You’ll never escape me,” Beel said, sounding like a pirate and the two let out fake screams.

“Santa was here!” Benedict exclaimed.

“Can’t we open them now instead?” Bennet pleaded.

Beel looked at you for permission but you shook your head. “What if Santa is still here and hasn’t delivered all the gifts?” You asked in a whisper and they looked at each other, they hadn’t considered that. Considering the triplets were only four, they were quick to scamper into bed when you set them loose. The youngest child, Benjamin had already fallen asleep in your arms so you tucked him into bed as his brothers hid under their covers and tried to fall asleep while so excited.

Beelzebub and you finally were able to leave the room and just as you did you heard the grandfather clock begin to chime.

“Merry Christmas, ___,” Beelzebub said sweetly and leaned in to share a kiss.

“Merry Christmas, Beel.”

Belphegor x Reader

Belphegor couldn’t fall asleep and he wasn’t sure why. It was Christmas morning already and you were sleeping soundly beside him, head on his shoulder.

Belphegor smiled but closer fight the feeling something was off. He listened closely to the sounds in the house.

He heard the ceiling fan, the heater rattling, and the jingling bells.

Jingling bells? He sat up and you stirred awake. You looked up at him groggily and rubbed your eyes. It was unusual for Belphegor to be awake so you knew something must’ve happened.

“Do you…hear bells?” He whispered and you stayed quiet and listened. You heard them too, but it was followed by a tiny laugh and you smiled and sighed.

You swing your feet over the bed, “was that…” Belphegor began to ask and you nodded.

“She found the bells again.”

You left your room and walked to the common room, dimly lit by the lights around the small Christmas tree.

On the floor plated your daughter, shaking the bell stick with her tail and giggling.

“Lily?” Belphie cooed and caught her by surprise.

“Papa!” She exclaimed and toddled over to him.

“Come here sweetie,” he said softly and she handed him the ball stick with her bushy tail, identical to his own.

Belphegor scooped her into his arms and turned back to you. You held onto his arm and you both walked back to your room.

“S-Santa,” she stuttered and you beamed.

“Yes! Good job sweetie,” you praised and Belphegor held her tighter.

“How’s she know about Santa, did we ever tell her?”

You shrugged and walked back to your room. The clock struck three and you sighed, hoping Lily wouldn’t want to get up super early to see what she got.

To ensure she didn’t get up again you tucked her into bed in between yourself and Belphegor and the three of you slept soundly until morning.

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