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Simeon: 

47. A kiss paired with a tight hug, knocking the breath out of the person being hugged.

Exam week was torture.

Being stuck in your room or the library for countless hours, eyes drying as you read paragraph after paragraph in hopes of soaking in every ounce of information you could. As an exchange student you felt stressed about impressing Diavolo and proving your worth, knowing Lucifer would have a thing or two to say if you were to fail even a single one. You were always diligent with your homework and studied as you should, but sometimes when you looked at an important test all the information you previously knew just flew right from your skull. You wouldn’t allow that to happen to you, not this time, not when you had such a sweet angel awaiting your success so you could spend some much-needed quality time together.

When the bell finally rang signifying the end of hell week, you’re not even sure you’re still alive. You’re barely able to pick up your feet as the mental exhaustion somehow made it to your legs but the House of Lamentation wasn’t your first stop, not even death would stop you from seeing your sweet angel. When you stepped into Purgatory Hall you pushed Solomon, who had opened his mouth likely to mention how ragged you looked, out of your way as you headed straight toward Simeon’s room. You knocked first, you knew he appreciated the politeness even if you were always welcome in there, and waited for him to respond before entering.

“Did you do well on your exams?” Simeon asked as though you hadn’t just barreled right into his arms, stroking your hair with a smile on his face.

You were so happy to see Simeon’s smile that you didn’t think twice about pressing your lips against his when you looked up, the draw of his natural warmth too tempting to turn down now. Your arms wrapped around his neck and Simeon continued to stroke your hair, keeping the kiss gentle despite your clear desperation for more. He did his best to soothe your frantic behavior and by the time you pulled away it felt like most of your worries had melted away, head resting on his chest once more as he held you.

“You did a great job,” Simeon stayed encouraging even when you were doubting your own intelligence, almost positive half of your brain had evaporated during all of that testing, “I’m sure you have plenty to be proud of when the results come back. “Would you like to cook something together? I am sure it’ll help you relax even more.”

“Just being around you is relaxing enough… but food sounds good. I can’t remember the last time I ate.”

Simeon sighed.

What was he going to do with you?

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