Okay, so this wasn't requested at all but I decided I would add something a little different than from the usual that I've been serving. And that is smut, but I also wanted to write something that wasn't a request this time because I'm a simp and wish to kinda like- experiment with the character for a bit.

Now you may be wondering, "Hey, Arii, when's my request coming in? It's been literal months." I know, I know, I'm a huge procrastinator and can't always write. Especially if it's all roughly the same thing all the time. So instead, I bring you something more innocent. Might have to rename this, "FNF Smutshots" or something at this rate lol.

This probably won't be as long as the others since it's not a request, but rather something I felt like doing. Hope y'all don't mind hahaha-

Anyways, without further ado, lets a go

Content Warnings: Profanity because this is Selever. Possible stupidity too. Otherwise, we should be okay.

Small key:

(f/a): favourite animal

(n/n): nick name

Requested by: No one except myself. :')

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For several months, you've been crashing at Sarvente's and Ruv's place. And honestly, it wasn't all that bad there. Better than your old place, which was definitely...not pleasant. It would be best to save the details.

You helped around the place quite frequently. Whether it was helping Sarvente with the masses, making Rasazy happy by keeping her company, or just watching something on the television with Ruv. Either way, you kept yourself busy at home, and there was barely a dull moment.

"Hey, bitch." Selever called to you from the kitchen doorway as you finished cleaning the final dishes for the night. You turned your attention to him, wiping your hands with a dish cloth.

"Hey, asshole. What's up?" You replied, smirking towards him. You've grown to reply similarly to him after a while, enjoying the fact these playful names were a natural occurrence. They were greetings of endearment now, not insults.

When you first met Selever though, it wasn't quite the same. You got irritated by his selfish antics, and would snap occasionally at him. And yet after all the scolding you had given the guy, he still came back around and found you. Constant. Fucking. Pestering.

After literal months of dealing with his bullshit, you've grown to get used to it. And so, your responses were quite alike to his own, which Selever was quite fond of. Honestly, he preferred this than being yelled at again.

"Meet me in the garden in a few minutes. I'll meet you there." Selever requested, refusing to give details.

You opened your mouth to question him about it, but the demon himself ran off without another word. "Damn it." You cursed, making sure the kitchen was completely tidy before running out after the asshole, uniformed on what you may experience.

You opened the backdoor to the garden, the night sky enveloping your vision. The stars weren't too noticeable due to the city lights, but the shining white full moon glowed brightly, standing out in the sky. It always knew how to soothe you at night.

The smell of flowers of all sorts filled your nose. You weren't particularly into flowers, but it was nice to look at them every now and then. They were beautiful, but you didn't enjoy gardening them.

Glancing through the garden, you saw Selever sitting on a wooden bench. He seemed to be focused on the water fountain in front of him, watching the water slowly trickle down elegantly in the night.

Slowly, you walked up to Selever. "What do ya need?" The way you asked sounded almost tired and uninterested. Which, you were tired but you were intrigued on what he had up his sleeves.

"You don't even want to hear it." Selever snapped back, taking your tone in a much more negative route. This wasn't good.

"I never said that." You retorted back. You didn't think it would work too well though. Well, it's worth a try.

"Your tone says otherwise."

You sighed. "I'm just tired, I've had a long day helping Sarv around the church. Sorry that I gave the impression of 'Just get it over with, I don't care.'"

"Alright, fine." Selever looked over in your direction, patting the seat next to him. You took this as a signal to sit down next to him, focusing on the man now beside you.

Selever rummaged through a bag of sorts to the right of him. You couldn't see what was inside or much of the bag itself due to his body blocking it, but the small sounds of zippers opening and closing gave you the idea.

"Close your eyes." He told you.

"Wait, why?-"

"Just fucking close your eyes, or we can end this here." He threatened. He seemed to really want to do whatever he had in mind, which made you a little paranoid. Since usually it was a prank of some sort. Or some sick as fuck joke. Either works.

"Okay, okay!" You bit your tongue on calling him a bitch. After all, it might just be the final trigger to set him off and make him leave. Instead, you closed your eyes like instructed, awaiting something absolutely terrible to happen.

A few moments later, you felt something light being placed gently onto your head. Not only did you feel that, but you felt something soft and fluffy in your hands. Not alive, but something like a stuffed animal.

With this, you felt that maybe you underestimated him. That thinking he wasn't really nice and kind at all was a wrong interpretation. As if you painted him as a heartless villain in a hero film. Even if you felt a bit guilty for thinking so wrong of Selever, you couldn't be sure if this was actually something good until you opened your eyes.

"You can open them now," Selever instructed as you obliged.

Like you had thought, a stuffed (f/a) was sitting in your hands. Your cheeks bloomed in pink, the heat all too noticeable for you. The gift in your hands had made you want to shed tears. God this was sweet.

"Look up," He said. Once you had, you saw him holding a black mirror, your reflection shining off it. Not to mention something was on your head; something you didn't expect to ever be there: a flower crown.

"D-Did you make this yourself?" You stuttered out, pointing up to the flower crown on your head. Selever nodded, smirking at you. "Thank you, Selever."

You gently wrapped your arms around him, thanking him through physical affection as well. You weren't sure if he was okay with this, but surely he'd understand where you're coming from. Hopefully anyway.

Selever wasn't exactly the type for affection. He didn't overly enjoy initiating it or getting it, but this was a little different. After all, this is you we're talking about. You were his exception. He wouldn't admit this, but he knew it was true deep down.
He wrapped his arms around you too after a few moments, looking down towards you.

"I appreciate you giving me all this," You began, looking up into Selever's pearly white eyes, "but why did you give these to me?"

"Shouldn't it be obvious?" Selever questioned back, expecting you to know his intentions. And honestly, you had a few ideas, but you didn't want to assume anything. Despite that, you just spat out your first idea.

"Do you love me?" And that received a loud laugh from Selever. Damn, kinda hurt, especially since you were being hopeful too.

Despite how rude this guy was to pretty much anyone, you somehow fell for the guy. Maybe you subconsciously saw him as a good person, or something about him just drawn you to him. It would make sense, especially since you found yourself going back to him often.

Even if you felt like you had enough of his games before, you always came back. Like you were a piece of metal attracted to a magnet, or a moth to a flame. As if you also enjoyed them too, or were addicted to them.

"Y'know, I would like that mind reading device back some time soon, (N/N)." Selever replied, flicking your forehead before chuckling again. Okay so you did have a chance?!

You laughed, punching his arm. "You fucking asshole! For a second, I thought you were making fun of me!"

Selever continued to laugh along with you. "Now why would I do that? I would never do that."

"Bitch," You retorted, giving him a softer punch than before. "You would and we both know that." He replied with a yeah as you and him continued to laugh together.

You felt really happy for coming out here tonight. Sure, today was hell but this just made your entire day worth it. Despite how tiresome it was, it ended off on a beautiful, and wholesome note. Something completely out of character for Selever.

You rested your head gently on Selever's chest, a stupidly happy smile on your face. Concealing your emotions during this wasn't even remotely possible. Of course, the demon himself had to notice this.

"Fucking simp," He muttered, running one of his hands gently through your hair. The feeling of his fingers entangled in your locks felt so nice..

"S-Shut up, you love me too," You argue back, your voice smaller and quieter than before. Especially since you were obviously flustered.

Selever just chuckled yet again. "Make me, then maybe I will."

"Okay so I had the duct tape a while ago, where is it now?" As you were about to get up to find it, Selever held you down against him. "Hey, you told me to shut you up."

"Not what I meant." Selever replied.

You lifted your hand to put over his mouth, hoping that would do the trick. It seemed like he was a step ahead though since he caught it before it could reach his face. 

"Nice try but not that either."

"I'm not kissing you," You stated, your cheeks tinted gently with pink at the mere thought.

"Aww, why not?" He pouted. "Haven't you always wanted to?"

You bite your lip for a brief moment, before sighing. He wasn't entirely right, but he wasn't overly wrong either. "Correction; I thought you were attractive when I first met you, but that doesn't mean I wanted to kiss you."

"Find that hard to believe."

"Well, why don't you do it if you're so insistent of it?" You suggested.

"Fine," He leaned in and pressed his own lips against your own nice and gently, despite his demeanour. You and Selever shut your eyes as the kiss continued, enjoying the closeness and warmth it gave you. The kiss didn't escalate though, keeping it to just a small sweet one.

"Fuck you." He cursed, flushing up completely. Even the demon himself could be flustered, huh? Even more than yourself too? Wowey.

"Fuck you too, bitch." You smirked, sticking your tongue out teasingly after.

Of course, this back and forth banter had continued over and over between the both of you. Sure, some may say it was pointless, but these small little moments shared together were worth while. Even if a lot of it was playful insults.

Eventually, Selever had brought you to his bedroom, which was surprising since he usually didn't allow this. Either way, you were just happy to be around him, especially since you received comforting and delightful cuddles. Being the little spoon of course, since his 7'5" ass is fucking tall to be a little spoon. Could bUT- :)

Anyways, sleepy times come around eventually because cuddle wuddles be soft as hell. You and Selever wouldn't forget this night, mainly because this marked the day a relationship between you two had began. It's up to you and him how that will turn out in the end.

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