Isolation

Chapter Three: I don't know, I don't.

Isolation
Chapter Three: I don't know, I don't.
~Angst with slight fluff~

"I thought I could trust him, I was stupid.."
"Beelzebub, you were fooled; it wasn't love. If he betrayed you. You are anything but stupid, my lord."

Beelzebub sighed at the sweet gesture. Feeling lost and abandoned by Heaven and its angels. They had fallen twice, both of the landings were equally painful.

They took Dagon's hands that happened to be cupping their face, and held them in their own. Then, they wrapped the other demon's arms around their body. Dagon was shocked, she didn't expect the prince to have a softer, more vulnerable side.

They buried their head into Dagon's shoulder, just comforted by her presence.

"Thank you for being here with me."

The lesser demon fell silent, although working for their prince, she couldn't believe the words coming out of the other demons mouth. It reminded both of them of happier times.

As soon as the moment had began it was abruptly ended by the sound of a phone ringing. Reminding the two that eventually they would actually need to do their jobs.

Unfortunately, the major downside to dating an Archangel, is that you have to contact them. Even when you're sobbing into your secretary's arms, which frankly; Beelzebub never thought they would do.

Eventually the Prince managed to pick themself up and answer their out-of-date phone.

"What..."
"Beelzebub you know we have that meeting today. You can't just opt out of it because an Archangel decides to fuck you over." The called responded.

A click was heard from the side of the phone call. It was clear that either Beelzebub would mope around Hell or go up to Earth to go on a murder spree, and frankly, the second option looked amazing to them.