Mephistopheles

"Feeling hungry, my dear?" he softly whispered while asleep, gently pulling on you. Both of you were lying in a cave, sheltered from the heavy rain outside. He noticed your restlessness and heard the rumbling of your stomach. His feelings for you were unparalleled, unlike anything he'd experienced before meeting you. Both of you were outcasts, despised by humans. However, he didn't really mind being labeled a monster; his primary concern was your well-being. The sound of your hungry stomach bothered him and stirred a sense of worry.