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Beelzebub found themself on Earth for no particular reason other than the amazing food.
Beelzebub was Lord of the Flies, Prince of Hell, Gluttony, Sin Incarnate. And they absolutely adored this cafe's chocolate cake. Now they could have just snapped it up out of thin air but there was something about the indulgence of climbing up from hell, handing over the stolen money, and eating it under one of the outdoor umbrella that really made their fly buzz. Besides, miracled food is tasty... But when a Demon does it? Well every bite is like ash.
Beelzebub was people watching, just as they did every Sunday, and couldn't help the grumble of annoyance as they watched a couple pass by. The red curls and small fluffy white locks were indistinguishable, Crowley and Aziraphale. True it was Beelzebub fault for eating so close to their areas, but they'd tried other locations. This was just the best!
Besides, it'd been a whole year since the Apoca-didnt, since God blessed their union and the war was shut down. It'd taken a lot of work and things were still tense in Hell, thousands of Demons wanting nothing more than to rip apart angels. Which, fair enough, Beelzebub did as well.
They stiffened a little, fork slowly lowering to their plate as a wash of Angelic energy ran over them like a tidal wave. Lifting their gaze, expecting Aziraphale maybe, only to pause at the sight of lavender running shorts and a matching compression top dark with sweat. Snickering softly they looked up all the way to see a slightly panting Gabriel. Archangel Gabriel.
"can I help you?" Beelzebub snarled, the soft buzz low in their throat. And all Gabriel did was smile his charming grin, nose wrinkled in distaste "What pre tell are you doing here, Beelzebub?" Beelzebub barred their teeth, picking up their fork again and gesturing like it was obvious "Eating. What the fuck are you doing down here, chicken wing?" Gabriels eye had twitched at this curse but his smile dropped at the derogatory nickname. "If you must know" Beelzebub rolled their eyes because they really didn't care, but took a bite of their cake instead of wasting breath responding, "I'm keeping an eye out. I don't care what happened that day nor what Mother says. Aziraphale can't be trusted"
Beelzebub grunted around their mouthful, not really listening as Gabriel pulls out the seat opposite and sits. Continuing on his rant about Angels and Aziraphale and so on and so forth. Finally they get enough and reach forward, having to lift from their seat to reach due to small stature, and shoved the fork between Gabriels lips.
The angel gasped, choking a little but hurriedly closed his mouth around the moist chocolate cake.
He glared, chewing it begrudgingly because it would be rude and honestly disgusting to spit it out. Pulling a sour face as he swallowed it Gabriel was able to send a proper withering 'I will smite thee' glared to Beelzebub who just grinned in turn and licked the remaining icing from their silverware. "You're disgusting" Gabriel finally decided, snatching their napkin to dab at the corners of his lips, flinching at the painful noise of Beelzebub scraping the fork across their empty plate.
Beelzebub whined, annoyed "Yeah well you got the last bite so fuck you" Gabriel huffed. He must admit, the cake was good. He'd tried a few human foods through the centuries but he'd never quite got a taste for them. Sighing he waved his hand, imagining the flavor that still rested on his tongue and a new slice sat pretty and delicious on Beelzebub plate.
The prince of Hell gaped, eyeing the piece and Gabriel in turn before cutting off a small bit and popping it into their mouth. They nearly moaned it was so delicious. Miracled food was always so amazing. Just perfect, so moist, just the right level of sweet, absolutely holy on their tongue. And Gabriel couldn't help but watch, watch the way Beelzebub closed their eyes and savored the flavor. The soft buzzing of a pleased fly echoing from within. Finally Beelzebub opened their eyes, grinning
"What happened to no frivolous miracle?"
Gabriel huffed, avoiding eye contact "You seem rather happy with it. Miracles are meant to be used to make people happy" He stood with that, giving a small wave of his fingers in goodbye as he jogged off down the street. And Beelzebub watched him leave, gently nibbling at their cake.
When Gabriel had rounded the corner he stopped and collapsed into the wall. Shit. Fuck! Beelzebub was the Sin of Gluttony. And Gabriel felt so dirty feeding into the Sin, feeding Beelzebub. With a miracle no less! But... And he was so greedy as well, because the sight that Beelzebub made practically moaning around their fork had effected Gabriels human vessel in a way he'd never imagined.
And no, not in that way. Angels weren't sexual creatures. They were all ace, every last one, and most demons were as well. Well, the ones that didn't fall under list that was. No it had made his heart race and his cheeks heat and all he could think about was how nice Beelzebub looked when they were happy and pleased.
Shaking his head desperately Gabriel returned to his run. He needed to finish up and then visit a Church, it was Sunday after all.
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It wasn't until the next week that they ran into one another again.
This time Gabriel was wearing a suit, adjusting his favorite lilac scarf and enjoying the humans around him. Well, some. They had interesting conversations sometimes!
It wasn't Sunday today which meant Beelzebub wasn't eating their cake at the cafe. Instead they bumped into one another at the mall. It was a nice Saturday afternoon which meant the mall was filled with adults looking to spend the last of their paychecks and teens eating crappy food court pizza and trying to relax over their weekend.
He had to pass the food court to get to his favorite store, GAP, and paused a little when he felt the spine tingling presence of a Prince.
He looked about, assuming maybe Lust influencing the young couples or perhaps envy whispering into the ears of some poor teenage girl. But no, instead his violet eyes fell upon the short black clad form of the Prince of Gluttony.
Humming he walked closer, curious. Beelzebub was gorging on greasy fries. A few burger wrappers and a near empty milkshake with them. "Good afternoon Beelzebub" He greeted, lowering gingerly into the seat across.
The Prince looked up brief enough to acknowledge the Archangel before returning to their food. Pausing in the eating to take a long draw of the thick vanilla shake. "What are you doing here?" He questions, smiling as usual. Beelzebub groaned, glaring out from under their bangs. The hat atop their head buzzed in annoyance, their fly in disguise as a cute fly beanie. "Eating" They snarked, the same as Sunday just last week.
Gabriel hummed and nodded "I can see that. The least you could do if you insist on such a disgusting habit, is do so healthy" He gestured towards some plates that held salads before looking pointedly at the cheese fries.
Beelzebub sneered, lips curling in distaste "I am literally the Prince of Gluttony you dumb chicken!" "I'm an Angel" "Shut the fuck up"
It was a few more moments of Gabriel's patronizing smile and Beelzebub chewing far too exaggerated before finally they picked up the last of the shake and offered it out. Straw towards him and brow raised expectant. Gabriel sighed heavily, feeling the soft tingle up his spine and settling in a cloud around his head. Sin. He shivered, glaring. He could easily brush it off as an Archangel but they both could tell he wouldn't. And so Gabriel leaned forward, licking his lips before he closed them around the plastic straw and took a slow, deep drag.
He pulled back, letting it sit for a moment, brow pinched as he assessed the flavor. Beelzebub rolled their eyes "Swallow it dumbass" Gabriel glared in turn but swallowed, tongue pushing out once more to lick up the small drop left at the corner of his mouth. "Not too bad, the flavor is appreciated"
Beelzebub grinned, excited, and pushed out further. Gabriel shivered as the cloud of Sin became heavy, thick and murky. He gave in, allowing Beelzebub to manipulate him. So when Beelzebub offered out the fries pinched between their fingers he didn't hesitate for a second before leaning forward and taking them. Tongue curling to pull them into his mouth and he barely even noticed the pink on Beelzebub cheeks. But Gluttony was the only Sin he sensed and he was thankful for that. He could feel enough disgusting Lust radiating off the teens around them, he didn't need it from Beelzebub.
He chewed and swallowed reluctantly, relieved when the haze was lifted. "Here" They tossed the empty cup at him and Gabriel caught it. "What?" Beelzebub snorted, amused, and gestures at the cup again "Do your, ya know" They waved their hand, snapping their fingers. Gabriel laughed as he caught on, doing as Beelzebub had bid and refilling the milkshake and the fries while he was at it. He set the cup back down and stood, brushing imaginary dust from his front "I best return to my shopping" He mused, grabbing the singular bad he'd approached with, which Beelzebub only just now noted. "Shopping? Can't you just" They snapped again, and Gabriel chuckled, nodding "Well yes, of course! But I find that shopping is one of the few human activities I do enjoy" Beelzebub hummed, brows raised "How often?" "Hm? How often what?" They buzzed, annoyed again "How often do you shop?" Gabriel hummed, mummering to himself for a moment, thinking "Once a week maybe? Sometimes more if I see something I really like. Why?" Beelzebub just shrugged, grinning "Nothing nothing. See you next week" And Gabriel grinned at that, eyes gleaming with Unbidden excitement "See you next week"
Beelzebub watched him leave, licking their lips with a hum. Gabriel had a habit of his own it seemed. A rather, glutinous habit. They grinned, pleased.