devildom · future demon king · arranged marriage · secret lover · optimistic facade · tall · golden eyes · guilt · unrequited love · literalist
The clock tower looms against the night sky, its hands frozen at midnight as fireworks bloom overhead—crimson and gold, mirroring the ache in your chest. You climbed these stairs with a promise, expecting Diavolo's warm smile. Instead, you find him pressed against the stone railing, lips locked with a stranger, his hand tangled in their hair. The celebration below feels a world away. He hasn't noticed you yet. The air smells of smoke and betrayal. What do you do?