Fandom: Obey Me!
Rating: General
Word Count: 4.176
Genre: Hurt | very mild Comfort | Friendship
Additional tags: tw: death - only mentioned
Summary: You didn’t know why they suddenly distanced themselves from you. You thought they’d be happy to see you back in Devildom. You’ve never been so wrong before.
Notes: Hello! Okay, so first of all I want to say this was based on “your 5th emoji is the brothers’ reaction to your return to Devildom”, to which I got this one: 🙄 and you know how it all goes onward then. This changed from one idea to another and before I knew it, this came out. Now I was thinking of publishing it before, but I got a call from the company and well…not very good news indeed, but it’s understandable for the time we live in. Also I’m just tiny bit tipsy, just tiny bit, but here it is. I didn’t want you to wait longer for it. Feedback is very appreciated, especially your thoughts on the idea and what could possibly go on and who knows, I might as well write part 2. Also there’s no “pair” in this one, MC/reader is more like a younger sister to the brothers and perhaps there’s just tiny bit of side Simeon x reader instead :3c
You were smiling as you bid your family goodbye. Although reluctantly they allowed you to go back to the exchange program. You still weren’t sure how Diavolo managed to convince your parents and how everything came to be, but then again it shouldn’t surprise you either. He was the prince of Devildom after all.
With a hum, you walked to the place Barbatos mentioned and waited. Two weeks back home felt both too short and too long. You missed your family, you couldn’t deny that. But the brothers certainly did grow on you as well. And not just demon brothers. There were also Solomon, Simeon, Luke, Diavolo and Barbatos. Although you didn’t have much contact with the last two, you certainly missed to dote on Luke. No matter how much he tried to deny and be angry at you for how you treated him, he certainly grew up to you.
“Hello [Name].” A male voice called and your smile widened.
“Barbatos,” You called for the man, who returned the smile without hesitation.
Without a word, you nodded and before you knew it, you were standing in the student council room. You spotted the two angels, the sorcerer and the prince, but there was no sign of brothers. If you found it odd, you didn’t show it as you approached Luke and wrapped his small, yet slightly taller, form into a warm and tight embrace. The said angel squeaked and tried to free himself only to glare at Simeon, who was chuckling.
“I missed your cookies, Luke!” You grinned and pulled away.
Luke’s cheeks were dark as he tried to neat his clothes. “We-we were only separated for t-two weeks.” He couldn’t help the stutter. “But if you wish, we can make some later.” His expression brightened and your grin widened as you nodded.
“It’s good to see you again.” Simeon spoke and approached you, Solomon right behind.
“You as well,” You smiled at the two before you turned to Diavolo. “I didn’t think I’d come back so quickly…” you chuckled, scratching the side of your cheek.
“Ah, yes, we tried to keep it a secret, since we didn’t know what will be the result of the first student exchange.” Diavolo replied. “I’m not sure how much we succeeded, but it’s good to see you back.”
This time you couldn’t help to ask; “Where are the brothers?”
At that Diavolo’s smile cracked, but it soon returned. It was just for a split second, so you didn’t pay much attention to it. “Most likely studying for the exams.”
“Already?” Your eyes widened. “How much did I miss?”
“Not much,” Simeon spoke. “We arrived a day prior, but it’s mostly just what we learned the past year, nothing new.” He smiled.
“Oh…” you murmured and nodded.
“Why don’t you make yourself comfortable?” Diavolo spoke and you nodded. “Barbatos,” he looked at his head butler, who bowed with his head and reached for your suitcase.
“If you’d follow me,” he smiled softly at you.
You returned, but before you left, you looked back at your three classmates. “Maybe we could get a cup of tea at Purgatory Hall later to catch up?” you asked.
“Of course,” Solomon agreed. Simeon and Luke nodded, the latter quite excited.
With one last nod and smile, you turned and followed Barbatos. Biting on your lower lip, you meddled with fingers before you unconsciously raised your hand and scratched your forehead. Something was amiss and you didn’t know what. Something was wrong, yet no matter how much you thought about it, the only picture you saw in your head was the brothers that weren’t there. But then again it shouldn’t worry you. After all, if they were studying, you certainly didn’t wish to disturb them. Yet that sentence didn’t leave your head.
Before you knew it, you reached the House of Lamentation. You followed Barbatos inside and smiled at those familiar stairs and portraits that were still hung on the wall. Hearing a voice in the kitchen, your smile widened when you recognized Beelzebub and Belphegor, yet just like they felt your presence, they quieted down.
“Hey, Barbatos,” You called for the demon once you reached your room. He looked at you. “Did something happen while I was gone?”
“No,” he shook his head. “What makes you think so?”
Parting your lips, you wanted to answer, but decided against it. “It’s nothing.” You shook your head. “Thank you,” you smiled and watched the demon disappear in the way you came from. Biting the inner of your cheek, you narrowed your eyebrows, hearing the sudden silence and not a single voice anywhere around. For some reason it bothered you more than it should.
With a shrug you turned and walked into your room. Everything was still the same as you left it. There was no dust around, which meant it was being cleaned, but everything was in place. It surprised you as you thought some of the things would be missing. Putting your suitcase on the bed, you walked over to the desk and smiled at a photo frame that was still there. It was a photo of you with all seven brothers, taken a couple of months ago. You stood between Mammon and Levi, but you stared at Asmodeus, who was pushing Mammon down, wanting to get closer to you. Satan looked unamused behind Levi with Beelzebub holding a bag of chips in his hand. Belphegor was leaning on Levi, who was trying to push his brother off while Lucifer’s eyes were shut, his horns visible. You remembered the day clearly and for a moment you wanted to summon Mammon into your bedroom instead, wanting to meet him first.
Pouting at the realization you still didn’t have enough magical power, unlike a certain sorcerer, you decided to quickly unpack before you searched for the brothers. It was no lie you missed them. All you hoped was that this two-weeks long vacation didn’t meddle with your friendship.
Once done, you grabbed your D.D.D and left the bedroom. You hummed to yourself, wondering how you should greet them. You didn’t watch where you were walking, so the moment you turned around the corner, you bumped into someone.
“Oh, sorry!” you were quick to apologize only to widen your eyes when you saw Satan standing right in front of you.
His expression morphed from surprise, to anger and last to confusion as he stared down at you. “You’re back?” he asked and you smiled.
“Just arrived,” you replied, but something was off. His expression changed, so you couldn’t read him as clearly as you could. It felt like you were back to square one. “Did…something happen?” you asked slowly, unsure.
“No,” he shook his head. “Why?”
“Well…” you began, but decided against saying it. “It’s good to see you again.”
Pursuing lips into a thin line, Satan nodded. “You as well.” His voice, action itself, seemed even colder than before. “Well then, I must go to the library.” He added and disappeared down the hallway before you could talk more.
You watched in silence, feeling sadness overtake the happiness you felt not too long ago. Looking back ahead, you continued your way towards Mammon’s room, although now, you didn’t exactly feel like searching for him. What if he also acts cold? You thought to yourself.
You shook your head, forcing a smile upon your lips. Mammon wouldn’t. Why would he? Maybe I upset Satan and I don’t know? You began thinking, going through memory, searching for any clue as to why the Avatar of Wrath would be upset with you. You couldn’t come up with anything.
Reaching Mammon’s room, you stood in front, hand raised, but didn’t move to knock. You stared at his door. What should I say? Will he even open the door? You felt your heart speed up rapidly. Your eyes grew just a bit wider, internally panicking and before you thought to the end, you knocked.
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