MC gets emotional when words hit just right.
Characters: Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon, Simeon, Raphael, Thirteen, Mephistopheles.
Genre: Fluff / Light Comfort
MC tends to get visibly emotional, whenever someone says something truly heartfelt or sweet to them. The side characters begin to notice, and their reactions vary… from teasing, to affectionate, to downright protective.
He’s laughing with you about something ridiculous when he pauses, eyes softening. “You really bring light into this realm, you know that? I think… the Devildom’s a better place because of you.”
You blink up at him, trying to keep your smile steady, but the warmth in his voice and the weight of his words hit like a wave. Your eyes shine almost instantly.
“Are you, are those tears?” he asks, startled but endeared. “Oh no, did I go too far?” You shake your head with a laugh that’s half-sigh, and he just pulls you into a bear hug. “I’ll tone it down,” he whispers. “Or maybe I won’t. You’re adorable like this.”
The butler sets down a freshly brewed cup of your favorite tea. “I remembered how much you liked this blend from last week,” he says, voice smooth like the drink he offers. “And I must say… Your presence is a rare kind of peace, even in a timeless castle like this.”
Your lips tremble in a smile, and when your gaze lowers with emotion, Barbatos tilts his head.
“Ah, I see,” he muses. “You’re the kind of person who truly feels. That is… remarkable.” He gently dabs beneath your eye with a silk handkerchief. “Shall I continue, or would it be too dangerous?”
“You know,” he says, nonchalantly leaning against the table, “for all the magic I’ve seen, nothing surprises me quite like you. You make immortality seem… less lonely.”
You glance at him, heart fluttering, and your face betrays it all. The emotion rises before you can stop it.
“Oh,” he chuckles, nudging your chin up. “Got you, didn’t I? Caught you right in the feels.” You roll your eyes with a smile, wiping the corners of your eyes. “I should say nice things to you more often. For science, obviously.”
He’s always gentle, but today he reaches out, taking your hand. “You have a gift… You listen like every word matters, and you care with your whole heart. The Celestial Realm could learn something from you.”
It’s said with such honest reverence that your breath catches, and your lashes flutter with the effort of holding it in.
Simeon just smiles warmly. “You don’t have to hide those feelings,” he whispers. “They’re what make you radiant.”
He doesn’t usually say things outright, not like the others, but this time, his voice is quiet. “It’s rare… to meet someone who makes me reconsider the way I see the world. But you do.”
Your throat tightens. The sincerity behind his normally stoic facade cuts deeper than expected.
“You’re doing it again,” he murmurs, noticing the shimmer in your gaze. “The soft eyes thing.” You lightly elbow him, and he gives the smallest smirk. “I’ll be careful next time. Or not.”
“You’re like… stupidly good, you know?” she says, arms crossed. “Like, disgustingly sweet. And sometimes I wonder how someone like you even likes hanging out with someone like me.”
You try to reply, but emotion chokes the words. Thirteen squints.
“Are you crying?? Omg, wait, no, don’t do that! I didn’t mean to make you sad!” You reassure her with a watery laugh. “Ugh, you’re such a softie. Okay fine, I’ll hug you. But only this once! …Or maybe twice.”
He rolls his eyes mid-conversation. “You’re infuriatingly likable, you know. And somehow, I don't even mind it. You… brighten rooms. I hate that it’s true.”
He scoffs as you turn away, blinking fast.
“Are you tearing up right now?” You nod a little, flustered. “Oh great. Now I feel bad for saying something genuine.” He hands you a silk pocket square with a grumble. “Here. And don’t tell anyone I made you cry. It’ll ruin my reputation.”
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