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Headcanon: Urushihara is reminded of his Fall from Heaven while surfing the internet

Well? Did It?

On Maou's return home from his shift that afternoon, he found Urushihara hunched over his closed laptop, his shoulders trembling ever so slightly and dried tears staining his cheeks. He made no move to open the laptop and he didn't reach for his PASTA either. Turning to Ashiya, who was quietly preparing a meal, for an answer, Maou was met with only a questioning, and even a little worried, expression.

Urushihara never did explain what had happened. He stayed where he was until Ashiya hesitantly placed a bowl in front of him. He ate in silence. He got up, placed his bowl in the sink, returned to his corner and crawled into his box, all without speaking a word.

Once Maou and Ashiya were asleep, he was alone with his thoughts.

They wouldn't understand it. They would probably tell him it was nothing worth getting upset about. They didn't know how something that seemed so insignificant could have such an impact on someone like him.

It was simple enough. Maou was at work, Ashiya had just left to go shopping for dinner and Urushihara was on his computer. And, once again, he had grown bored of doing research. There was a lot to do on the internet that was far more entertaining.

Or, at least, it was meant to be entertaining. At first, it was. He clicked through link after link until he couldn't even remember where he had started. Soon, he found himself scrolling through some outdated website. The kind with nothing but old jokes and memes that would make anyone cringe nowadays. He soon came to a page of cheesy pick-up lines. He smirked as he clicked the link. Humans had such strange ways of attracting one another. Of course, he knew nobody seriously used these anymore, but it did make him chuckle to think about. Until one in particular caught his attention.

"Did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"

He stopped and frowned.

Of course humans would use that as a joke. They had no way of knowing how a fallen angel would feel. He gritted his teeth, feeling himself start to shake.

He was mostly over it. His Fall. And he no longer wanted to go back.

Even so, Urushihara could feel tears prickling his eyes.

Just because he was happy to cut his ties to his birthplace now didn't mean he had forgotten what it was like. He had been bored of Heaven, but that didn't mean he hadn't been sad to leave his old home.

He still felt like he had lost something.

And apparently, the humans on Earth thought of all that as nothing but a dumb joke.

He closed the laptop.

When Ashiya arrived back at the apartment, he could sense the uncomfortable shift in the atmosphere. Urushihara was still sat at his small table, only he wasn't researching or gaming or anything else he had come to pass the time with in this world. He was just sitting there, his arms folded on the surface in front of him, his breathing a little ragged and his body a little shaky.

"Urushihara…?"

No response. But then, that was to be expected.

"Is there something wrong?"

He came closer to get a better look when he still got no reply. Urushihara only lowered his head onto his arms to hide his face, but Ashiya had noticed the dampness on his cheeks already.

Deciding it was best to let him calm down on his own before pressing any further, Ashiya moved to the kitchen and began preparing the food. Meanwhile, Urushihara could only think one thing.

It did hurt.

And it still hurt.