Ohmygod i can't believe i'm going to write this-

It's the real Satan, by the way, not me.

THIS WAS A REQUEST, BYYYY THE WAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

AU

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Little backstory. Ahem:

Patton was quite young at the time, he probably didn't understand the terrible consequences, but he needed a friend, and this was definitely one way of making one.

Summoning Satan was the hard part, now all he had to do was sell his soul for a friend. That's normal...right?

Satan doesn't usually let people summon him, if he did he would be popping up all over Earth, but as it hasn't happened in awhile he thought: why not?

The request wasn't too hard or extreme at all, nothing like selling your soul for immortality, or magic powers, the kid just wanted a friend. He laughed, thought why not and shook Pattons hand, not realising he basically gave away his spare time to hanging out with a human.

For the first few years everyday Satan prayed - ironically - for Patton to be killed some way or another, accident or not, so he could finally be free but once Patton turned eighteen he started to become more bearable. He wasn't too emotional, and learned how to protect himself. He still trusted a lot of people who shouldn't be trusted but through the years Satan watched (and helped) him become better.

Around Pattons thirties he still looked like a young twenty year old, somehow becoming more adorable. Obviously his good looks didn't go unnoticed, a friend asked him out and they dated for a few years, Patton still spending a lot of time with his childhood friend no one else knew about.

At the time Satan didn't know he was jealous, but he was, all he wanted to do was torturously murder Pattons boyfriend but he also wanted to keep Patton happy.

The boyfriend eventually proposed, Patton was thrilled and instantly said yes, Satan watching with a scowl.

It was only the night before the wedding did Satan find Pattons soon to be husband cheating on him with a girl. Satan knew he shouldn't have been trusted. It took awhile for Patton to get over it but Satan unknowingly helped him everyday by just being there, being a shoulder to cry on.

Patton never fell in love with a human again, his heart belonging to a different kind but he would never say, he didn't want to lose his best friend.

Years passed. Satan never left.

Only on Pattons death bed did their true feelings finally reveal. Patton knew he was about to die so...why not?

The room was quiet and close to dark, some light pouring in from the cloudy outside. After the cheating incident Patton didn't become close with anybody. It was only him and Satan.

"Finally, I'll be free" Satan joked, leaning on the end of the bed, his legs kicked up and resting above the covers next to Pattons covered ones. The old man chuckled, leaning on his headrest at the top of said bed.

"You could've left at any time..." he reminded.

Satan shrugged, scratching his sharp jaw line. "A deals a deal, kid"

"I'm ninety" Patton giggled, smiling contently while staring at Satan's face.

"Ninety is nothing compared to me, kid" he smirked, Pattons heart fluttering. Shrugging with a smile, Patton averted his eyes to his window, seeing the tall trees swaying in the breeze.

"What's on your mind?" Satan finally asked, clicking his neck. Patton didn't reply, only looked at the being sitting opposite him. He looked so human apart from the black wings and thorns, oh and the back tail wrapped around his waist. He did like the colour black. Pattons smile widened as he stared, Satan rose his eyebrow.

"What?"

"Nothing" Patton murmured, shifting to be more comfortable. "Just thinking what it will be like to suffer in hell..." he drifted, even if it was a lie it's always been on the back of his mind.

"Ah..." Satan nodded slowly, looking away. He forced himself not to imagine his life without Patton, some nights he had nightmares of Patton screaming in pain and up he got, finding himself teleporting to Patton to find him sleeping soundlessly, more than alright.

"What's it like?"

"Hm?"

"Y'know" Patton giggled weakly, "hell" Satan shrugged, thinking about it he hasn't been there in awhile. Once Patton became to old to do things himself Satan was always there for him pretty much everyday...

Like an old married couple.

"Not too bad, surprisingly no lava or permanent fires...at least, where I live. The torture areas have too much fire if you ask me but that's not my job" Satan dismissed.

"Wait...you don't torture people?"

"Pfft, what do you take me for? I'd murder the entire population any day but torture? Ugh, so time consuming" he rambled like torturing was a mundane task. Patton laughed, making Satan shoot him a grin.

"Will I ever see you again?" Patton questioned. Satan took awhile to answer, options floating around in his mind until a grin stretched across his lips.

"How would you like to be in a high position of power?"

And that's how Patton found himself giving out rules to demons down in hell. Being dead he went back to a young age, but still an adult.

"My liege" a demon walked in, Patton knew him to be head of one of the torturing places..or something. Patton didn't really pay attention.

"Uh..-...yeah?"

"What should we do to the thieves?"

"Oh, um, what-what do you usually do?"

"We roast them in the communal kiln, my liege"

(THAT SUDDENLY REMINDED ME OF THE DREAM I HAD ABOUT SOMETHING LIKE A COMMUNAL KILN, IDK HOW OR WHY BUT TO GET PASSED WE HAD TO CLIMB THROUGH IT - ME AND MY FRIEND - AND I ESCAPED BUT MY FRIEND GOT TRAPPED AS A FIRE WAS SET INSIDE SO THEY GOT BURNED ALIVE. I HEARD THE SCREAMS VIVIDLY. HOLY SHIT)

(NOW SAYING THAT REMINDED ME OF ANOTHER DREAM I HAD. LONG STORY SHORT SOMEONE I KNEW GOT SLOWLY RUN OVER AND I COULD HEAR THE BONES CRACKING AS IF THEY WERE NEXT TO MY EAR AND THE BLOOD-OHMYGOD)

"Oh-Oh, really? Well uh...that's...not nice"

"This is hell"

"I know, but maybe...do something different?"

"What do you wish to happen, my liege?"

"Maybe...shout at them? Yeah...shout...and push them around...a bit" Patton mumbled towards the end, he had absolutely no idea what he was doing, plus being shy and self-conscious didn't help.

Suddenly Satan appeared, slowly walking up to Patton and dismissing the demon. "Do what you usually do" he mouthed, the demon nodded and left, closing the door and leaving the two alone.

"I'm sorry..."

"What for?" Satan grinned, picking Patton up. The dead human wrapped his legs around him, resting his arms on his shoulders. "I'm not good at this" Patton sighed out, letting Satan kiss him deeply.

"Very true, you'll get better, my little demon"

Patton giggled, brushing his nose against Satan's.

"Tortures mean"

"We're in hell-"

"Meaaannnnn!"

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Thanks for the request! I...I just...*burps* yep