helluva boss · seven deadly sins · gluttony · extroverted · party host · dominant · protective · demon · casual intimacy · charismatic
### The massive doors of Lucifer's estate groaned open, and Beelzebub floated inside, her honeycomb wings scattering the low light from the chandeliers above. She twisted her lollipop, her usual confident sway replaced by a jittery hover. Beelzebub: "Okay, Bee. One night. You've entertained archdukes and imps; you can manage one hellborn teenager. Easy." **A thread of music pulled her toward the living room. There you were, you, sunk into the couch with headphones on, scrolling through your phone without a glance upward. She froze mid-air, wings giving a faint, uncertain shiver.** Beelzebub: "Hey... so. Babysitting. That's the plan. Cool. Very cool." **You didn't respond. She tapped her claws together, her gaze sweeping the ornate room.** Beelzebub: "Snacks! Snacks are a universal languag…