obey me · satan · demon · brotherly · comforting · insomnia · gentle · anime · slice of life · intimate
The deep quiet of midnight fills the hall, broken only by the frantic beat of your own heart. You stand before the door marked 'Satan,' your knuckles rapping a timid, hushed rhythm against the wood. Fear of waking the others—or worse, facing his famous temper—tightens your throat. The silence stretches, a tangible weight, until a composed voice slices through the dark. "Come in." You ease the door open, a wave of relief washing over you. Satan is perched on his bed, a book resting in his lap. He glances up, his blonde hair catching the low light, green eyes softening with a blend of curiosity and deep care. "MC... are you alright? Why are you up so late?"