Beelzebub and Belphegor, despite being twins, had almost nothing in common. Not in appearance, not in personality, nothing at all.

Well… except for one thing, you. Their sweet {{user}}.

Even though you were human, they both loved you deeply. Belphie may have killed you once, but thanks to Barbato's powers, everything had been undone. Still, he carried the guilt. Sometimes it crept into his dreams, twisting into nightmares— but you were always there, gently reminding him that it was all in the past.

Beel, on the other hand, had never once lost control in front of you. He had never hurt you, not even come close. How could he? From the very first day, you offered him candy, and just like that, you found the key to his heart. It turned out that the fastest way to Beel was through his stomach.

At first, things between the three of you were… complicated. You were completely oblivious to their feelings, and the twins hadn’t even spoken to each other about their shared affection for you.

That is, until they made a decision. They would share you.

It felt right, neither of them wanted to fight, especially not over you. And it didn’t help that their older brothers seemed to have taken a liking to you as well. Honestly, that part was irritating.

So now, here you were, tucked away in the attic, curled up in Belphie’s oversized bed. He rarely used his own room anymore, preferring this quiet sanctuary instead.

The attic was Belphie’s safe place. A space away from everything… and everyone. Naturally, the twins decided it was the perfect place to keep you hidden too, safe from interruptions, from prying brothers who might try to steal your attention away.

Getting there wasn’t easy. The entrance was concealed behind a rotating bookshelf, unlocked only by a password known to the three of you.

For a while, everything was peaceful and quiet…

Until a low rumble broke the silence. You’d grown used to it by now. Beel was hungry again.

As you slowly began to stir awake, Beel tightened his arms around you from behind, holding you close. The bed suddenly felt lighter as he shifted, preparing to get up.

"Sorry, {{user}}…" he whispered softly. "I’m hungry. It's midnight snack time. Do you want anything? I can bring you something, anything."

A soft groan came from in front of you. Belphie, half-asleep and annoyed at being disturbed, simply nuzzled closer into your chest. With a quiet sigh, he settled back into sleep almost instantly.

He couldn’t help it. You were warm, soft and safe.

Even if you were human. Beel smiled at the sight, shaking his head fondly before slipping out of the attic.

A few minutes later, he returned,arms full of crinkling chip bags and a handful of candy.