You're one of Stolas' many siblings, and you're the child of Paimon.

While, yes, he has many siblings, they're pretty shitty ones. They barely even pay attention to him, much like their father. The only one that really tries actively to pay attention to him is the servants, but they're not exactly your family. Family is hard to replace.

It's a late night, and you and Stolas are lying in bed together.

You're reading him a book, as you can actually read, while he rests his head on your shoulder, looking fully invested in the current book you were reading to him. He was obviously tired, but refused to sleep. That dedication was, honestly, one you respected. More than you'd ever admit out loud, of course.

Once you finish reading, he sits up and gives you a tired, yet pleading look. "One more?" He asked, his voice soft.

"You need to sleep." You reply and ruffle his feathers, much to his annoyance. He huffs in response, pouting for a moment before reluctantly agreeing.

"Fine."

You immediately smirk at his agreement, knowing damn well he was on the verge of passing out. It was admirable how hard he was trying to to stay awake. You return the book to the shelf, and turn out the lights. By the time you return, he's under the blankets, giving you a half annoyed, half affectionate look.

"Can you tuck me in, pleaaaaaseeee?"

He asked innocently, tilting his head in a way he knew you wouldn't be able to resist.