Professional Peefer

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Xanxus-

Xanxus was not much of a fluffy, cuddly bear type. He was more of a sleep with his back turned type of person. Although, when he is having a particularly stressful day, Xanxus will come into your room and attempt to cuddle. He was not good at cuddling, but you let him try. It was a lot of awkward grabbing and pulling and moving around to get comfortable.

Xanxus downed another glass of alcohol before slamming it on his desk. He is done for the day, completely done. His fingers rub harshly at his temple, trying to relax somehow. He got up from his chair, leaving his office. His door slams loudly, signaling that no one should bother him for the evening. He made his way to your room, opening the door. You looked up from your bed, barely hearing the door open. When it slammed against your wall, you would shrug. But this time he was quiet. That is the most dangerous.

“Rough day?” You ask, only receiving a grunt on his part. Xanxus took off his jacket and boots. He started undoing his own shirt, throwing it on your chair. There was a definite thud when he fell on the bed. He pulls you over to him instead of coming to you. Xanxus buries his head in your chest, practically laying on your body. His legs were twisted with yours and he growled against you.

“Rough.” You agreed. Xanxus is not a talker when he cuddled and today was not any different. Your fingers ran over his back softly, tracing the lines of muscles and scars. By now you knew the difference. He groaned in peace, breathing hot air on your chest. It is peaceful. You kiss the top of his head, putting an arm over his back. How Xanxus wanted to sleep, he would sleep that way. In a few minutes, he was out like a light.

Superbi Squalo-

Dating Superbi Squalo never left a dull moment. You had invested a small amount of money in earplugs, especially for sleeping. You didn’t think it was possibly for someone to make so much noise in his sleep. You were pretty certain he had insomnia because of how much he woke you up in the middle of the night.

“Hey, (Y/n). I just had an idea.” Squalo’s whisper is more like what a normal indoor voice should sound like.

“An idea?” You mumble in your sleep, pulling your pillow closer to yourself. Squalo was leaning over you, trying to gain your attention. You slowly sat up, leaning against the headboard. “Go ahead.” You rubbed your eyes. Squalo started to ramble off on some strange thought that you were not even listening to. Your eyes slowly closed again, leaning over on Squalo’s shoulder.

“Hey! Aren’t you listening to me?!” Squalo yelled. You jolted up, rubbing your eyes.

“Sorry, Squalo. I’m just tired is all. It was a really long day.” You said, looking over at him with exhausted eyes. “Alright, what was your idea again?” You ask. Squalo started going off again. You repositioned , making Squalo turn around. He started yelling, but stopped when your fingers threaded through his hair.

“Keep talking. Just let me braid your hair.” You said. He continued his rant about one of the other members. You could not remember if it was Bel or Levi. Your fingers going through Squalo’s hair made him falter on words. His eyes growing tired and he paused in the middle of his story. He leaned back, laying his head in your lap. You brushed his bangs out of his face, making sure you could see his eyes. This was the only way to calm him down when he woke up in the middle of the night. You yawned, looking down at his suddenly calm face. His breathing was normal and you rested your hand on top of his head. He was asleep, so now you could go back to sleep in silence.

Lussuria-

“You know I hate when you go through my closet like that!” You shouted, pulling your shirts away from Lussuria. “I am not getting rid of them.”

“Those shirts don’t do you any justice, (Y/n). They don’t compliment your assets and I don’t see why you keep them; they’re filthy!” Lussuria exclaimed, putting his hands on his hips. He was more high strung about fashion than you are, normally choosing what outfits you wear.

“That’s why I keep them for pajama shirts. I don’t need to look hot when I’m sleeping. It’s not like I’m trying to impress anyone.” You rolled your eyes, sitting your butt on your bed. At the moment, you wore a t-shirt that has a picture of a peacock on it and a pair of striped underwear.

“What? You don’t even want to impress me?” Lussuria asks, cupping his chin with his hand.

“Lus, I’m sleeping when I wear pajamas. Besides, if I really wanted to impress you at night I’d wear my lingerie.” You shrug your shoulders, comfortable in the clothes you wore now. Lussuria’s lips curled up into a smile when he heard you say that.

“You should wear it more often.” He cooed.

“No. Besides, it’s harder to snuggle with you.” You said this childishly, laying down on the bed. Lussuria was wearing his pajamas, normally consisting of silk pants. He crawled on the bed, wrapping his arms around you. You smiled, wrapping your arms around Lussuria in return. His fingers thread through your hair, leaving small kisses on your forehead.

“Are you ever going to grow your hair out?” You asked, resting your cheek on his chest.

“Why? Do you not like my style?” Lussuria exclaims, making you giggle.

“No, no. I’d just like to braid your hair in return sometime.” You respond. A smile spread on Lussuria’s face and he kissed the top of your head again.

“You don’t owe me a thing.”

Leviathan-

“You’re late.” Levi said, arms crossed as he sat in his chair. You rolled your eyes as you came in.

“Late by.  .  . two minutes.” You checked your watch. “How early did you get back?” You plop down on your bed, holding the small stuffed fish he had brought back for you when he first asked you out.

“An hour ago.” Levi got up from his chair, getting into bed along with you.

“Well, I was just finishing up buying booze for our leader.” You smiled, resting your arms behind your head.

“Is Xanxus doing well? Is he sick at all? What is he drinking?” Levi bombarded you with questions, making you close your eyes.

“Xanxus is well. Right now he’s drinking whiskey-”

“He must be having a difficult week.” Levi nodded, knowing what mood Xanxus was in by what type of alcohol he drank. You let out a sigh in content, resting your head on Levi’s shoulder. He pulled your body closer to his, resting his head on your shoulder.

“I miss you whenever you’re gone.” You mutter, putting your hand over Levi’s.

“You know I’ll go anywhere if Xanxus-sama asks me to. I will do whatever he asks of me.” Levi responded, squeezing your hand tightly.

“And I will follow you wherever you go. You should feel lucky you have me.” You laugh, turning your head to kiss Levi’s nose.

“Shut up.” Levi grumbled, squeezing you.

“Oh stop it.” You hit his hand gently. “You know I love you.” You grinned, hugging Levi’s arm to your chest. There was silence for a moment and you felt your heart squeeze.

“I love you.” Levi murmured against your shoulder, holding you tightly in his arms. His embrace was warm and comforting, bringing your mind to peace. He was all you wanted.

Belphegor-

Belphegor’s mouth would not leave yours and you felt your back against a wall.

“Bel.  .  . Bel.” You said between kisses, putting your hands on Bel’s chest.

“You’re saying my name so early? Does that mean I don’t have to work as hard?” Belphegor smirked, hands tightly on your hips.

“I’m not in the mood.” You said, shaking your head. “I don’t feel good.  .  . and I’m tired. I just want to go to bed.” You could see the look of disappointment on Bel’s face when you said that. He pouted, leaning against your body.

“You don’t feel good?” Bel asked, pulling away.

“My stomach hurts a bit.” You admit, putting your hand to it.

“Go to my room. I’ll be back.” Bel smirked, walking away. You watched him leave, curious over what he was doing. You did as told, though, going to his room. You laid down on the bed, on the multiple pillows that stayed on his bed. Fit for the prince he is.

“(Y/n)~” Bel sang as he skipped into the room. He had a blanket and some snacks. “You said you wanted us to have a movie night some time.” He announced. You smiled when he said that, sitting up.

“What do you want to watch?” You asked.

“Well, since the prince will choose.  .  .” Bel grabbed a movie off a stack he had lying around. “This one.” He grabbed The Princess Bride. You laughed when he put it in.

“I shouldn’t have expected any less.” You hugged a pillow as it started. Bel hopped in to the bed, putting an arm around you. He pulled you against his chest, nipping your ear.

“Oh, stop.” You flicked his nose, curling back into Bel’s chest. He smiled, feeling your body tight against his.

“This is my favorite.” Bel whispered.

“You say that about every movie.” You giggled. He pinched your side and hugged you tighter.

“You’re my favorite.”

Viper-

You stood in the shower, letting the cold water run down your body. You stood there to listen to the drips of the water hit the tiled floor. The blood ran down the drain, leaving your body bruised and beaten. Your last mission had taken a turn for the worst and you had to be saved. Now, you were barely standing, finishing your shower.

“Belphegor is an idiot.” Viper sat in a chair in the bathroom, counting the bills Xanxus just handed over for his assistance. The two of them were on friendly terms with one another.  .  . until Viper got the word that Bel had left you for dead. They were not being friendly now. You turned the faucet off, grabbing a towel. Viper watched you move around the bathroom, putting bandages on.

“Did you hurt him?” You asked, leaving the bathroom. Viper got up, following you in to your bedroom.

“No. If I’m going to hurt my hand, I might as well get paid for it.” He eyed the cuts and bruises over your back. You pulled a shirt on, but winced in pain.

“If it hurts, don’t wear it.” Viper scoffed, walking over to where you stood. His hands gently removed the shirt, running over the bandages on your back. That’s where most of the damage took place.

“That hurts.” You mutter, Viper letting up on his touch. You crawled slowly on your bed, laying down on your stomach. Viper pulled his hood down slowly, getting in beside you.

“I’m staying here.” Viper said, laying on his back. His hands traced circles on yours, seeing the pain in your eyes. You pulled yourself up, laying your head on his chest.

“There’s some spare bills in my dresser.” You told him, feeling comforted by his presence.

“I’ll take them in the morning.” Viper sighed, putting his hand on the top of your head. You took in a breath, engulfed in new warmth.

Fran-

The rain was pouring down heavily as you raced back to the Varia base. You did not bring a jacket with and your sweatshirt was not waterproof. You slammed the door when you got in to the house, dripping with water. Your clothes clung to your body and your hair was glued to your head.

“Oh, you’re back.” Fran did not even look up from the TV. He was laying down on the couch, frog head on the ground.

“Bel is going to stab you if he sees you without that.” You muttered, taking a step forward.

“If you step on my rug, you are dead to me. Go around.” Lussuria said as you were about to put your foot down. Groaning, you went around, needing to change your clothes.

“If you don’t change, you’ll get a cold. I don’t like making soup.” Fran sighed to himself. You roll your eyes, going up to change clothes. You came back down, a towel wrapped around your hair.

“I think it’s raining.” Fran said, eyes on the TV. You grumbled, shaking your head like a dog.

“It MIGHT be.” You crossed your arms, a pout on your face.

“Will cuddles make it better? You’re always nicer after we cuddle.” Fran looked up at you. Pouting, you nodded a little.

“I don’t want to if you’re going to act like I’m a nuisance.” You muttered.

“You’re not a nuisance to me.” Fran responded. You went to the couch and laid on Fran’s chest, bringing a leg up over his.

“Your hair is wet.” Fran noted, his fingers playing with the wet strands. “I kinda like it.” You laughed a little, looking down at the frog hat.

“You look nice when you’re not wearing this stupid thing around all the time.” You cuddled closer to Fran.

“Remember that time I wore it when we-“

“The moment doesn’t have to be ruined.”