*Lucifer's POV*

She had fallen asleep on my chest right after her intense crying and thankfully, that area where we resided was rarely visited by anyone except her. Our kiss temporarily dissolved her tears but she continued as soon as we stopped. I did not expect her to be so bold to kiss a ruthless demon like me. I knew that she was aware enough how I killed countless people before she was even born. All I could think about was that we're not meant to be together but somehow our strings got entangled with each other. I treated her as if she was a complete nuisance in my life, my brothers' lives, and called her stupid over her selfless intentions.

I felt sadness whenever she would intertwine her lips to mine, like it wasn't pleasurable at all, similar to a double-edged sword piercing through me. Then I remembered the night wherein I forced her to make a pact with me and she stayed the night just to grant my selfish desires before leaving Devildom. That, there I realized that there was nothing but fear inside her as I took over her freedom, not knowing how badly she's hurting.

Frustration hit me hard for using my pride on something that isn't necessary at all; in fact, this is going to be the first time I'll call myself an idiot. I didn't know that her passionate self would turn into hostility.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I didn't know that you are going through all of these because of me. Is there a way for me to make it up to you?", of course, silence would be the one responding because evidently, she's sound asleep out of exhaustion. After all, she needed to take a break from everything she's carrying on her back. I wanted to take all of them and carry them myself just to see her smile again.

I only need her smile.

Not a little while, I decided to go back to the mansion where my brothers were waiting for us in the living room. Their expressions grew in worry as they saw Y/N sleeping weakly in my arms. There weren't any conversations after that because they all want me to let her rest throughout the upcoming weekend.

So I followed, gently tucking her to her blueberry scented bed then placed the plushie of her beside which Levi made on her birthday. Afterwards, I stood up to leave the room and finally had a talk with the rest of my brothers.

Back in the living room where all of my brothers waited for a hearty conversation, I arrived with a tray of jasmine tea on my hands then placed it on the center table made of thick fibreglass. The seven of us surrounded the table: Mammon and Levi lounging on the sofa, Satan across them reading a John Green book, Asmodeus staring at a blank space a few steps away from where I was standing, and the twins shoving pizza into their mouths with hesitation. One could feel the melancholic atmosphere residing in and out of our noses, faces filled with grey alone.

I took a bit of a breather before I uttered the words my mouth wanted to say since this morning. Finally, I spoke with an obvious worry released from my throat, "Y/N is asleep now. I guess we can now talk freely about this situation."

Beel, who had put down a slice of his homemade pizza, sighed with his periwinkle eyes affixed on the ceiling. "I still haven't told you what I saw last week after our movie night. I think you can remember the time when I followed Y/N to the kitchen to help her out." He stopped on his track of words then covered the shining light above him with his massive hand, and he continued, "I didn't see her there, instead she was inside the gym crying. All I saw was that she's stepping on the weighing scale. Right there I knew that she's starting to get scared about her weight. Although, I still wonder why she forces herself to eat that much and throw them all up."

"She wants to be saved after all. Her words can't get through but her actions do", Satan replied, closing his book then wrapped his left arm around it. It made sense since Y/N herself was evidently bottling up all her feelings but dodged all of our questions instead of just straight up denying it. "In my perspective, it's the perfect time to help her seek professional help. We didn't know what's going on with her mind. Though one thing's for sure: it's slowly killing her until she couldn't anymore."

As frightening as it sounds, my younger brother's remarks were possible and close to reality. Her potential depression might be caused by a severe emotional or mental trauma, leading to self-depreciating thoughts and/or actions. All her actions were subtle for us to find difficulty of determining her running thoughts. Stress could be one of the causes and there are a lot more candidates to her current condition.

"Are there any signs of her unusual actions aside from Beel's statement? I can say that it's a big hint of her depression. I know we all wanted to stitch up the details to reveal the source of this", rubbing my chin, I said trying desperately to dig deeper through her voided mind.

"Her parents..."

Levi muttered chalantly, gaze locked towards the black screen of his D.D.D. The sharpness of his voice caught all of our attention, he then turned his device back on peering through the gallery of his important screenshots.

"Here." He handed it to me wherein a photo of a private conversation was shown. "I know it's wrong to read personal messages of other people. But the time I saw them, I couldn't stop myself from being concerned." It was a conversation of Y/N and her younger brother regarding the ongoing chaos within their home. Her brother pleaded to stay with her but she's conflicted that she might get things worse if she does his favour.

"There's also a recording of her call with her dad. I don't even know why she recorded it but it's really hurtful to hear", the same brother added up then pressed play on the recording where we could all hear inside the room.

"Pa... What's up with the midnight call?"

"Y/N, go home and retrieve your mother."

"Seriously? That's your way of greeting me? You won't even ask me if I'm doing fine."

"You're prioritizing those demons right? You already abandoned your family over your selfish desires and left us a mess here. Now you're asking me to say nice things to you?"

A sarcastic laughter from her rang loudly across the lines.

"Wow! Coming from a hypocritical person like you who constantly preaches your sky god after fucking your sexy mistress. How does it feel huh? Does it feel good abusing your family's unconditional forgiveness? I didn't even know why giving you chances is a thing here. You don't even deserve it!"

"You're lacking respect. Is that how we raised you?"

"Why, yes! Who should be at fault here? It should be you and you alone. If it weren't for your fuckery, our family would've been okay. But NO, you always want someone to suck you dry when Ma can't. While she's busy at work, you're sneaking out of the house for fun."

"You don't even have any evidence to prove that! You and your mom are the same. And both you and your brother should be locked in an asylum. And I'm really surprised how bold you've become after hanging out with those demons you're willing to sell your soul with."

"Don't play dumb with me, Pa. You know how weighed your lies are. Just... If you wanted to leave, just leave. No one needs you anymore. But don't expect us to forgive you again... Because I'm tired."

She took a short pause before throwing in other rebuttal. Her heavy breathing was evidently rapid, sucking up the weakness and tears before speaking.

"I love you papa. I really love everyone. If... I'm really the nuisance in this family then congratulations! You won't be able to see me anymore. I'll give the best life to my brother and Mama despite my absence. Farewell.."

The recording ended, leaving our jaws hanging from the sudden revelation. Little did we know the source of Y/N's intrusive thoughts would shock us like this. It is as if a sharpened spear was being forcefully pierced through my very chest, my heart dropping in speechlessness. I pinched the bridge between my brows in mere disappointment; not against Y/N herself, but against the people who she loves so much that tend to hurt her instead of cherishing her whole being. By her voice, I knew how she was gradually being killed. It hurts me, knowing that I was one who put harm on her before.

"I know how hard it is for her to cope up. We should at least make her happy starting today. That way, we could help her escape the harsh reality she's facing", Belphegor suggested as he lay his head on his twin's shoulder, wrapping his arms around his cozy cow pillow.

...

*Third person*

The next day, apparently the weekends, Y/N woke up from her deep slumber. Confused by the fact that she was inside her room though realized it was not a little while. She smiled over the realization wherein Lucifer and the brothers took a good care of her after her breakdown. Right there she knew how important she was to them, and she got a new family to make her feel less alone.

Giddying up when she's skipping herself outside her room down to the hallways of the House of Lamentation. Her smiles genuine and aglow, awaiting for her moment to shine among the seven brothers she's living with. In her mind she'd been wishing to reunite with her younger brother who's also suffering from the same pain as her. 'Wait for me B/N. I'm sure you'll love living here with them soon. Hopefully, Mama will accept them regardless of who they are. I'm sure they'll take care the both of you.'

Her heart covered with rust seemed to be coated with gold; temporarily residing to the bliss made by everyone around her. She began walking her way towards the kitchen where she met the most adorable glutton she valued. The enormous pot fell into a thud after startling himself from her bright presence. The pot's empty and there's nothing to worry about a food coming to waste. We all know how Beel values every drop of food, even a morsel of it.

"Y/N, you look... really happy today", forced a smile, he welcomed in a manner to not let her notice the uneasiness he's feeling.

The girl hopped her way towards him happily. Her tired voice was nowhere to be found, she then spoke, "I know what to paint for the exhibit! It's going to be beautiful."

Beelzebub's eyes widened as well as his beams, all excited for her possible recovery. The uneasiness went down little by little before he could even reply to her joyful announcement, "Really? Could you tell me some clues about it?"

"Of course!", she said, twirling her hair with the feather pen she's holding upside-down, inking her cheeks in raven. "Remember the beautiful cliff we saw during our scout with Diavolo? The one with the clear waters glowing with the fireflies and the moon?"

"Ah that! I also loved that spot during our picnic. Except the poison berries that I almost ate if it weren't for you stopping me", he responded while his hand awkwardly rested on the back of his neck. "So you're going to paint that place?"

"Yes... I'll be including everyone in that painting. I want it hung somewhere in the living room so that everyone can see our family photo. You're all special to me that's why I had an urge to make my masterpiece special too."

"Well if that's what you request, I'll ask Diavolo to take home your own painting as the grand prize", a deep voice echoed through the kitchen, it was Lucifer giving his curt smile. Y/N took a quick turn towards him with eyes glimmering in optimism. She ran towards him to give him a tight hug. This left him hanging with his words for a while, though he responded by ruffling his hand through her gorgeous H/C locks.

"I'm sure enough that you'll win the competition. After all, you made me display your portrait of me inside my study."

Y/N quickly pulled away from her own tight embrace, cheeks flushed in scarlet shades as well as the tips of her ears, her well-being heating up in embarrassment. "Y-You saw m-my painting? Aye... Uhhh, I thought I-"

"I can't help but to stare at it everyday. That's the most beautiful picture of me that ever existed. I love it so much that I can't get to ask you to give it to me as a gift instead." Lucifer said softly with slight chuckling followed by his hearty gaze. This kind of smile was something so rare to see from him, wherein you would not feel any fear revolving around it.

"I agree with Lucifer. Your painting must've been so amazing to look at. After all, your watercolor painting of me also calms me down whenever I'm feeling down", his younger brother who was an inch taller than him seconded, rummaging through the baskets of cooking ingredients to finally begin with his early cooking.

"I... never knew you would like it though. Th-thanks...", she replied shortly after the big guy's response. It's obvious how she felt embarrassed but somehow, there was a hint of joy escaping her lips.

*Y/N's POV*

"Hey, Y/N. Come with me to the washroom", Lucifer said out of the blue that widened my E/C orbs. He noticed the misunderstanding running inside my little mind, he flicked my forehead then giggled a bit. "We're just washing the ink smeared all over your face, young lady. I'm not going to do anything dirty to you."

My face felt swelling up in red as if I was a kettle with boiling water inside, "I-I know that! You don't have to tell me anyway..."

Not a little while, we arrived in the washroom, just the two of us. He lifted me up to sit down on the counter near the marbled sink then hovered to his right to get a clean face towel. He dampened the towel and squeezed the excess water from it. Gently, he wiped my face with his other hand cupping one of my exposed cheeks.

"How are you doing now? Are you feeling well?", I heard him speak in worry, probably because of what happened yesternight. His eyebrows welled in sadness as he talked to me.

"I'm doing fine now. Besides, I need to focus on the competition right? I'm quite hyped up with the idea I came up with hehe", I smiled back at him while swinging my feet back and forth from where I was sitting. "Hey Lucifer...:

Crimson orbs gazed back at mine, melting my heart into tranquility. The atmosphere felt as if we're in a vast void without time existing in our watches. The only one I could see as of this moment was him... The only being I have loved since day one.

His profound voice was heard as soon as he spoke, "Yes?".

"I'm glad that I met you", I said this, my pupils dilating as I stared back at him. "I never had a loving family who accepted me for who I am. I... wanted to cry right now. I wanted to cry because I'm happy."

His slender thumb brushed away the tears as soon as I cried. Yes, I'm being sentimental right now because this might be the last time to tell him how much I valued him. Everyday in this house may seem to be filled with chaos; that certain chaos painted my life full of colors. Never in my life I felt such bliss that I was even able to walk on air. 

Lucifer makes me remember the calm oceans; despite being prideful, there's still a hidden trust within him towards us. Mammon is that bright beam of yellow sun in a child's drawing, happiness and hope describe him. Levi's that orange sun in dawn representing youth and creativity. Satan is like freshly picked mint leaves made as tea, all balanced and relaxed. Asmo's that perfect pink lipstick I use to see in a makeup store: his free-spirited self encourages me to be myself. Beel reminds me of red roses that symbolize passion and love; well he's a big baby after all, the color suits him. Lastly, the purple galaxies really suit Belphie: he's got a vast imagination.

"Each one of us is worried about you. That proves how important you are to us and that we don't want you gone. We all love you... I love you."

And with those words that stirred my entire being, I met his lips, feeling his loving presence as we bind ourselves together as a promise to never let go. But... I am uncertain of fulfilling that promise. Would he be angry once I broke it?

I had a feeling of crying myself to death just to let him stay by my side. However, would he do the same when death itself wanted to take me away from him? My mind's a blur right now... The thoughts lingering inside my head should be erased just so that I could savour this moment with him.

I didn't count the seconds passing as we kissed, for all I know that our lips separated after a long period of gentle kissing. He looked at me first with a soft smile before leaving a gentle peck on my forehead. His warmth caressing my body relaxed every single part of me, making me want him more.

Lucifer... I hope you'll be happy no matter what. After all, I hated seeing you cry.