You had been sitting criss cross during the family movie night with the brothers, squished between the twins. It didn't help that Belphie had been practically on top of you snoozing away throughout the whole movie. Even when Lucifer scolded him, he claimed to had been "listening, just not watching."
When the credits rolled, everyone discussed what else to watch, not wanting the peaceful night to end. You had stretched out from the somewhat straining position after Belphie had yawned to talk to Beel about what he had missed. (So he wasn't listening..)
The sharp, needle like feeling immediately flooded your foot, the one that had been crammed between your leg and the couch added with the weight of the seventh born. You groaned and winced. Sure, it didn't actually hurt. However, the feeling still wasn't pleasant.
As soon as a noise of discomfort came out of your mouth, everyone's eyes were on you.
"MC, are you feeling alright?" Lucifer asked, brows furrowed as he tried placing what was wrong. Mammon was at your side in a flash, question after question after..you get the point.
"Hey! What's wrong?? You were just fine a minute ago!"
You sighed, shrugging. "Oh, my foot just fell asleep. No worries." You gave a small smile.
....
Dead silence.
....
"Pardon?" Satan perked up.
"Your foot is WHAT?" Mammon yelled.
Levi nearly choked at hearing it.
"Asleep. Do you not know what..that means?" You were genuinely in utter disbelief. Then again, it made sense. Maybe since their demons, cut off blood circulation doesn't bother them. Or maybe it isn't uncomfortable. Or maybe..they're just demons.
"Belphie, what did you do to them?" Asmo shook his head. "Your sin is so treacherous it affected their body part." He whined dramatically, cooing at your foot.
"It wasn't his fault..well..not entirely."
"What the hell, Belphie? Hurtin' MC!" He scolded.
Belphie looked confused, "I didn't do anything." Beel nodded in agreement. "He just slept. Don't go blaming him."
"Guys, really, I'm fine. Look, the feeling is gone!"
Asmo hummed, "It was my glorious beauty that distracted your foot from the awful pain."
Satan sighed, "I don't think that was the case.."
Lucifer stood in front of you, "What was the meaning of this pain, MC?" He crossed his arms. "Have you been eating correctly? Has your foot been experiencing pain lately?"
You raised a brow and shook your head. "No, it's a normal human occurrence. When blood flow is restricted and brought back, it can cause an uncomfortable feeling to the body part. Like a pins and needles type." You explained it so causally. The others were baffled.
"Humans are so..weird." Levi scoffed. "You and your normie blood system."
"That sensitive, huh?" Beel added.
"Next time it happens, I'll teach your circulation a lesson! Nobody messes with the Great Mam--"
Asmo interrupted, "Let me massage your foot for you, so it won't happen again." You didn't like the look in his eyes.
"I'd do it again. I do not care." Belphie stated before going to lie down with you again, but Lucifer stopped him. "Don't." Was all he said.
Satan scrolled through articles on his phone, trying to grasp the concept of such a weak cardiovascular system the humans were given.
After the whole mess, another movie was picked out. But except this time when going to stretch, your back popped. Loudly.
The chaos that erupted was heard throughout the Devildom.
Thank you so so so much for reading!! This was my first EVER writing piece. WHAAT 😧 I'm going to try to start a little blog with writings on Obey Me! I don't have an ask box yet or rules or masterlist set up yet, but it's all in progress! If you have any requests, please send them my way in the comments! Until I get an ask box..💗 Have a great day! Hope you enjoyed my beginners' writing!
I was going to write head cannons on what kind of dads the Obey Me Boys would be but I quickly came to the conclusion that they are all girl dads. And, no, not in the creepy tiktok way. Just literally dads of girls.
No pressure tags: @bakugoushotwife @elusivemoon @vagabond-umlaut @l3viat8an (always tagging you in tag games lmao 💕) and whoever wants to join (I've seen some of my mutuals already playing this one so I won't tag them but I love you guys 🫶)
loverboy bokuto is very vocal about how attractive he finds you. he may not be the most articulate boy out there, but he never fails to compliment you every chance he gets. his smile is the icing on the cake, though–he looks a little brighter when he calls you pretty, beautiful, gorgeous, handsome, or just... "woah".
loverboy bokuto isn't one to focus on the physical aspects of the object of his affections too much. sure, he finds you drop dead gorgeous–but your looks weren't the only reason this big goofball fell head over heels in love with you.
loverboy bokuto adores seeing you smile and cheer for the team; it's enough to send him out of his mood swings and get back to being his 120%, giving it his all just to be able to say that today's match–his awesome spikes, receives, plays–they were all for you, the love of his life.
loverboy bokuto tries to be the perfect textbook suitor for you, getting you flowers and taking you to and from school, treating you to your favorite snacks when you're feeling hungry, showing you off to others because he feels so lucky being with you, never asking for you to be anyone else because you are simply too perfect for him to handle...
loverboy bokuto is also not the convention textbook suitor he hopes to be, though. he does all those things for you, but in the most chaotic, over-the-top, and extra ways he can think of. the team's already very aware of how great, amazing, and perfect you are; bokuto never fails to run his mouth of just gushing about you, you, you, and you.
loverboy bokuto rushes to your home, nearly screams to you a good morning, and smiles with the brightness of the sun on his sweet face–it's clear, he's a morning person when he's able to come take you to school.
loverboy bokuto doesn't go to fancy floral shops to get you flowers, he honestly just picks up the prettiest ones he happens upon on his way to pick you up. there's something really charming about the assorted garden flowers he picks up for you, even if they've got fresh dirt and some roots on them, the way he beams when he hands them to you, the way the colors just pop when you take a look at the bouquet he put together for you... it's sweet, very sweet of him; you can't help but fall for him a little more when he does it, and he does–every single day, to the point that the neighbors complain that he's kind of the reason why their flowerbeds are messed up.
loverboy bokuto gets demotivated easily when he hasn't seen you in a few hours. being a class away from you is like being light-years away from you–he can't focus in class, can't eat his lunch, can't even muster a, "hey, hey, hey!" let alone spike and give his 120% during practice when he hasn't seen you. he gets all mopey and emotional, and he just misses you dearly that he forgets how to function.
loverboy bokuto immediately cheers up and smiles from ear-to-ear, gets all jumpy and optimistic when you finally show up. he gets all clingy around you, not wanting to be away from you ever again, at least until practice is over and you two can head home together. he loves having you sit your pretty little butt down and watch him spike and win points during practice–because you're the reason he's all fired up now. he can finally scream his, "hey, hey, hey!" and point at you, telling you that was for you–asking you how cool he looked like that, smiling and chuckling to himself just how gorgeous his little lover is.
loverboy bokuto constantly searches for you in the crowds, hoping that among all who scream his name, you're there, too. the only reason he's giving it his all isn't just because he loves the sport, the euphoric feeling of spiking a ball down, getting over tall walls in front of him–but it's because he loves it when you're proud of him. and when he sees you, among all the faces in the crowd... he feels his chest flutter, his smile growing wider, a blush across his face as he screams to akaashi to toss to him once more for his beloved to watch him give it his all and win this match; because he wants to give you a reason to be proud of your dopey, adorable loverboy.
(The way I wrote this is bad. But this is from the song Your Stupid Face by Kaden Mackay)
Mc: *Knocking on Levi's door*
Levi: *opening the door* "What are you doing here!?"
Mc: "I came to check on you since you ran away"
Levi: "I didn't run away! It was... It was a strategic retreat"
Mc: "I thought maybe you'd wanna talk about it"
Levi: "What is there to talk about? It's over- I ruined it"
Mc: "You didn't ruin it. It was just a mistake and I'm sure you're sorry"
Levi: "Well ya of course I'm sorry but-"
Mc: *hugs him* "I forgive you then.
Levi: "No, no, don't forgive me!" *pushing them away* "Why do you do that!? Why- why give me another chance to mess things up?"
Mc: "Because I love you"
Levi: "Because you- what!?"
-Later-
Levi: *to himself* "Tho it's stupid to date me, you're willing to try. And if you don't hate me than why should I? Are you sure you don't want to give up on me? You're a moron."