This is what heaven feels like. Satan came to this exact cat library at least four times a week and it never failed to brighten his day. Browsing through the Devildom’s wide selection of spell books and novels while seeing and petting the several cats that loitered around the shelves and tables was just the thing he needed after his several brothers pissed him off. Which happened almost everyday.

He hummed as he slipped his previous book back into its place before walking off to another section: the drama novels. One of his favourite detective series came out with a new book, and he needed to read it before Lucifer found out he swapped his Demonus for lizard acid. He’d be stuck in the attic for weeks if he did.

His eyes lit up as he reached the mystery shelves, his eyes scanning the spines of the books to find the exact title he was looking for. He chuckled as a small grey shorthair purred and pawed at his trousers.

“Ah-ha!” He whispered to himself with a grin, reaching out for the book. Although, he recoiled quickly as his fingers brushed against another hand. His head snapped to the side to see another person — who was equally as surprised and confused as he was.

“Um… my apologies, were you..?” He trailed off, awkwardly pointing up to the book they had both reached for simultaneously. Why did he feel butterflies?