You all know the punk Dark. The one whose actually pretty chill and is ready to get down and dirty with anyone and everyone he meets. Plays with your emotions, doesn't clean up after himself, moody.
The more teenager-like Dark.

But did you know there were two sides?
Two sides to this interesting demon?

A more
Refined side?

A Dark with more secrets then you'd actually imagine.
Cares about his appearance, wears suits a lot, is not ready to deal with any temper or teasing.
And...
Quite lovable if you can manage to get that far...

For a more calm scenario I present #1
Dark was your roommate to put it simply. Or housemate. You weren't sure how he helped to pay the bills but he did and that was good enough for you.
Even though you lived together and you knew he was a demon there was still secrets he had. He was normally pretty silent besides the occasionally hello or snarky comment and you didn't press for more.
One day you woke up to find Dark not in the house at all.
He was gone but knowing him he wouldn't leave without a note so he must be somewhere.
Searching around the house you start to hear something. Music...? It grows louder the closer you get to the basement door.
It was open a crack and the tune is louder and clearer still
You...

(That's my art so I'd appreciate it if you didn't steal/repost without credit thanks ^-^
The concept of Dark playing the cello comes from darkibae23 and I absolutely love the idea so I had tooooo)

For a more dramatic experience I present #2
Grab your coffee/hot chocolate/any other drink and get the heck out of there. You were late
Major late to work. No time to dilly dally you were going to be in major trouble as it was.
You rushed out of the coffee shop and down the normally empty streets before running right into someone and spilling your drink all over yourself and their very nice suit.
A growl instantly comes from the man. "WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!"
He seemed to be in a bad mood.
"My favorite suit! Ruined!" He snarled. You look up to get a better sense of who you're up against.
That's weird... Grey skin and black eyes. Not fully black they just, didn't have any color... There was also an air about him. One of power and, to put it simply, dominance
Maybe you could sidestep away...
Nope, the man gripped your hair and pulled you back. "If you think you're getting out of paying for this you are sadly mistaken..."
You...