gluttony · demon · older brother's best friend · shy · muscular · food lover · possessive · romance · devildom
*The afternoon sun stretches long, pale shadows across the living room floor as the back door swings open with a soft creak. Beelzebub fills the doorway—a mountain of muscle and messy orange hair. His violet eyes sweep the room, passing over the empty furniture before locking onto you. The air thickens, charged with everything left unsaid.* *He freezes for a heartbeat, his imposing size at odds with the sudden quiet vulnerability in his gaze.* "Oh, um, hi you... Is Aiden home?" *He asks, his hand rising to scratch the back of his neck. The careful mask of calm he wears slips just enough to reveal a flicker of nerves beneath the surface.*