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'Holy shit are we about to kiss right now?!'
Y/N's ears are red as hell and his heart is racing even more than when Lucifer catches them in troublesome shenanigans.
Ep ep ep! Stop!
How did we get to this point!?
It all began when Diavolo urged Y/N to go read about the history of Devildom in The Royal Library, so he decides that today would be the day he'd go and actually learn some things about it. Since everyone seems to be busy with their own endeavors and classes are a futile attempt at sticking information into his brain, Y/N figures he would just learn about it on his own accord. That way, it's more likely that the shit that appears throughout Devildom's history would be better absorbed.
Y/N walks through the door and there isn't a demon in sight, it was surprisingly empty. Even the librarian wasn't in her usual station. Huh, is there some kind of event going on right now?
Passing by the broad bookshelves, checking each label to find out the section to the very beginning of Devildom. Because, duh, the best way to start studying the history of something is to check its origins. Maybe pick up a "1,000 facts about Devildom" book while he's at it.
Y/N was dashing through the halls of bookshelves when he spotted a very very familiar blonde haired dude arranging some books on the shelf. Perhaps they weren't in alphabetical order? He did look a tiny bit antsy but was still maintaining that stoic-calm face.
Ah, so there is someone here, after all! And it’s his goddamn roommate. Honestly, he didn't expect to see anyone familiar, let alone sir smarty pants and exceedingly attractive over here who could actually help him with studying!
"Hey there, Satan! Didn't expect to see you here."
Y/N strides over to that pleasing-to-the-eye figure between two bookshelves. Satan pauses his actions for a moment to look at the person beside him.
"Hello, Y/N. Do you need help with anything? I'm currently working my shift as the librarian. As for why the library is so empty right now, I heard that Solomon is conducting a science experiment of some sort. Speaking of which, why aren’t you over there right now? I think he texted you."
As expected, the oh-so-cool Satan answered his questions without him even having to say a word. But damn, this is what Y/N gets for not checking his stupid messages! The only time he goes to study is when a cool science experiment is taking place and everyone is there! Well sorry! He was simply busy walking over to the library!
"Ah, yeah, I may have forgotten to check my phone so I wasn't informed." Y/N sheepishly said as Satan hummed in understanding.
"And I need help looking for the origins of Devildom, please."
"Of course, no problem. Please follow me."
Y/N followed his oh-so-hot roommate to a section at the furthest end at the back of the library. Quite an eerie sight. Definitely more so that the atmosphere at the front. As expected, yet again, Satan was walking as if he knew this place like the back of his hand. Which he probably does. He grabs a book and places it on top of Y/N's palms.
"There. This book should cover why and how Devildom began to exist as well as an introduction to the system development."
"Thank you, Satan! Well, I have one more favor to ask!"
"What is it, Y/N?"
"If you don't mind, can you please help me study this book?"
"Sure thing."
'My, God. Is that what I think it is? Is that a small smile on this cold-yet-hot-headed man's face?!'
A light blush dusted Y/N's cheeks. Inevitably, a smile appeared and his heart began to race a little bit, but he kept telling himself to take a deep breath and keep cool. No one wants to make a fool out of themselves in front of this exceptional demon, after all.
They head to one of the many tables, and for crying out loud, Satan sat on the seat directly beside Y/N. Not a chair-width space between them! How long can Y/N keep his composure for? Hopefully long enough to fully understand the origins of Devildom!
Deep breathes, Y/N, deep breathes!
Y/N finally gets some studying action going on. He asks questions here and there while Satan explains it in depth, of course. Throughout the course of this study session, Y/N kept getting disturbed by the feeling of being watched. Sure enough, the figure beside him was full on staring at him with a small smile present on his features. His elbow propped on the table with his head resting on the palm of his hand and everything! However, this wasn't just any ordinary staring. There was a glint of endearment within those eyes.
"Why are you just staring at me like that…?" Y/N meets his eyes.
"Nothing, nothing. I was just checking to see if you needed help."
"By staring at me?"
"Yes, I can tell if you're confused by anything based on your facial expressions."
"Ah, I see. Then I assume you're expecting me to ask for help in this part over here." Y/N points at the difficult-to-understand illustration in the book.
Satan straightens his back and peers at the book on Y/N's shoulder, leaning in close. Y/N could literally feel his breath breeze past his face.
'This is way too fucking close!'
It all went downhill from there when Satan started to give a detailed explanation… With his velvet-smooth voice spilling from his mouth so close to Y/N's ear. It would unavoidably cause everything to be painted with blush and be a distraction from focusing!
Satan, of course, notices this. He pauses his lecture and turns his head towards Y/N. At this point, Y/N couldn’t do anything but to turn his head the opposite way and put his hands over his face. Oh, how he wished the world would swallow him whole right about now.
"Are you okay, Y/N?"
"Uhm, yeah, yeah! I'm all good, don’t worry. Continue on."
"Then look over here."
"What, no, I'm fine! Really! I'm listening-"
Satan gently removes one of Y/N's hands and grabs his chin making him face him.
"How are you supposed to understand if you won’t look at the image that I'm explaining?"
His smile was wider than before as he forces Y/N to make eye contact with him. He never lets go of his chin.
"Heh, then how about we take a short break? What do you think?" Satan questions and tilts his head in which Y/N responds with a slow nod.
'Holy shit are we about to kiss right now?!'
Y/N's ears are red as hell and his heart is racing even more than when Lucifer catches them in troublesome shenanigans.
"Well, Y/N. Will you allow me to kiss you?"
Goddamn! It's like this guy can read minds! It is a tad bit too late to retrieve Y/N's last drop of dignity so might as well just go for it.
"Yes, I will." He said with a smile.
As they closed their eyes and Satan presses his lips onto Y/N's. Satan's hands travel towards the back of Y/N's hair while his settles around Satan's neck. It's incredibly soft and tender. Every movement of the lips was done with care and yearning. Such will leave a tingling feeling, wanting for more. Each were panting with desire for the other person. A pleasure one can only receive on this occasion. A blush evident on both of their cheeks.
'This motherfucker knows what he's doing.'