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boydiisaster · 3 years

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hey so the post about beel's demon marks u reblogged broke me so can i pls get some gn hcs for m/c peppering beel's burn marks w kisses??? for the soul

kissing beelzebub's burn marks

reader: gender neutral, they/them pronouns

tw/cw: talks of burns and trauma

author's note: (based off this post here) GOD that post broke me, too

You were still fuming with anger at Simeon, even after the boys got those cursed bangles off themselves. You loved Simeon, you did, but after that incident you've never spoken to him, even after he's made countless attempts to mend your broken relationship. Luke is sad you never come around anymore, and you feel bad about that, but Simeon hurt the brother's. Simeon hurt Beel, and you weren't going to be around someone who did that.

You noticed something was off with Beel as soon as it happened. How hesitant he was to even put on those angel clothes to begin with. When he looked at the outfit Simeon had outstretched to him, you could see pain and fear in his eyes. At first, you just thought he missed being an angel. But when he put on those clothes, you saw some... similarities to the jewelry he wore with the markings on his body in his demon form.

"MC?" Simeon calls to you after school, just like he always does. And just like every time, you ignore him. Luke tugs gently on Simeon's wrist, trying to get the oldest's attention.

"They'll come around eventually," he beams. "They just need time to let their anger go!"

Simeon smiles sadly down at the little angel. "I hope so," he admits. "I truly am very sorry."

You turn a corner, heading straight for the House of Lamentation. Beelzebub had said to quickly stop by his room once you got back, and you took that little "quickly" very seriously.

You grab some candy from your secret stash hidden inside your room before hurrying over to Beel's. You knock once, twice, three times, and then rustle the bag of candy in your hand.

"Beel?" you softly ask. "I'm here, just like you asked. I brought some candy with me. They're your favorite from the human realm."

"Jolly ranchers?" you hear Beel ask from inside his room.

You smile to yourself. "And Reese's Cups, and Skittles."

The door opens. You're met with a very sad Beelzebub, clad in the outfit from his demon form. Horns putrid from his fluffy orange hair, and those damned marks shine brightly against his chest, in the same shape of the jewelry he wore in his angel clothes.

You cup Beel's face with your open hand and give him a bright smile. "You wanna cuddle, Beelie?"

Beelzebub just nods before letting you all the way inside his room. Belphie was, strangely, not here. His bed was empty, messy sheets and a mountain of pillows strewn all across his side of the room. Beelzebub's was just the same, and you notice some of your plushies were lying in his bed.

So that's where Mr. Mushroom went, you think as you see your frog plush half-hidden under his pillows.

Beel clutches his hands close to his chest as he curls back up on his bed. You take it into your own hands to clean up his shared room. You make Belphie's bed, clean up the leftover food crumbs and plates you find, and finally, after you're done, cuddle up next to Beelzebub, being his big spoon.

"Beel?" you whisper. "Are you still thinking about what happened... with the bangles?"

All he can do is nod.

"Beel?" you whisper again. "Can I see them?"

The second youngest demon brother rolls over to look at you, and you suddenly fear upsetting him even more.

"It's okay if that makes you uncomfortable, I understand completely! You don't have to show them if you don't want to."

An awkward silence falls over you two. You shift beside Beel, not meeting his gaze. He sits up, pulling you with him, and slowly begins to shrug off his jacket.

"L-listen, Beel, it's perfectly okay if-" But Beel doesn't listen. His jacket lays beside him, and his shirt follows suit. Out of respect, (or embarrassment, who knows), you cover your eyes.

"MC."

"Yes?"

"Why are you covering your face?"

"You're not wearing a shirt, Beel."

"But I'm okay with you looking."

"Are you sure?"

"MC."

Beel grabs your hands and pulls them away from your face. Your fingers are so cold, and his are so warm. They engulf your own, and you're reminded of all the times the two of you have compared hand sizes.

Beel meets your eyes for a short moment before placing your hands against the markings on his chest. Scars, not markings. Large, bright red scars that stand out against his bare skin. You can only stare at them as your fingers gently trace their outlines.

"When I fell," Beel starts, watching your fingers, "I was wearing golden jewelry."

"And it burned you," you whisper.

"It burned me," Beel repeats. "And... it left these scars."

"And that's why you didn't want to wear the outfit Simeon showed you?"

Beel smiles, but it's so sad. "You're very smart, MC."

You lean closer to Beel until your lips are just barely brushing over his scars. The two of you hold your breaths, waiting for someone to do something.

"Beelzebub?"

"Yes?"

"May I kiss your scars?"

Beelzebub smiles, and it's real this time. He simply nods, and you place a chaste kiss to his scars. It starts with just one, on the very tip of the mark, but you keep going, peppering the jewelry burns with sweet, loving kisses until your gentle giant is a giggling mess. He lays back down with you on top of him, you still kissing the thing he's most insecure about. You're whispering such sweet things to him that it almost makes him cry.

Almost. He doesn't want you to be sad.

"You're beautiful, you know that?" you ask, cupping his face with both your hands.

Beel doesn't know how to respond.

"And you're so strong. I'm so sorry you had to go through that, Beelie."

Beelzebub smiles again. "MC, it's okay."

You nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck, placing one last kiss to his scars. "I love you," you mumble, half-hoping that he doesn't hear you. But he does, and he holds you tighter than he's ever held you before.

"I love you too, MC."

The two of you nod off, leaving Belphie to discover your cuddly, sleeping forms when he gets back from school. The youngest simply grabs a blanket from his bed and curls up beside you two, silently thanking you for taking care of his twin while he was away.

#soft beel hours soft beel hours soft beel hours #i hope i got his personality right hdhdhdjjdjd #beel is just so soft and sweet and i love him so much please #obey me #gender neutral reader #obey me x gn!reader #obey me x reader #beezlebub #beezlebub x mc #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel x reader #submission #ALSO I JUST REALIZED YOU PUT HEADCANONS AND NOT A WHOLE FIC I- 🥲#i hope you enjoy anyways tho hnrjrjrjejdjjdje #bee's beehive #worker!bee

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