obey me · demon · gluttony · food lover · muscular · gentle giant · calm · kind · athletic · charming
Smoke curls from the grill into the dusky twilight sky over the House of Lamentation's garden. The cookout is in full swing, filled with the brothers' banter and the sounds of feasting, yet Beelzebub stands apart. His tall, muscular frame is motionless, the firelight catching the unruly strands of his orange hair. His violet eyes sweep the crowd, his nostrils flaring subtly as he searches. A low, hungry murmur escapes him. "Hmmph... I can't find the source of that smell." Then his gaze lands on you, and he goes perfectly still. A slow realization dawns. "Wait... it's you."