Hello everyone! I just wanted to thank you all for your support while I was more active on here. I have been on a bit of a hiatus because of how demanding school became and I wanted to do something here that I would be proud of. I was caught with a lack of inspiration.
I will keep going in this hiatus I've been, as Obey Me hasn't been a fandom I could find myself in in the past year. I still love the boys very much, but it just isn't the same vibe as it was 2 years ago, or even the beginning of last year.
The blog will still be up for anyone to see, and I might do some asks if they pop up, but I will not update it by myself from now on, for an undefinitive time.
A/N: Have some cozy sweet Dante fluff in these trying times. A big shout-out and thank you to @rodentsunite for all their support on my works! Your tags always brighten my day, and I hope I can continue to brighten yours!!
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Hold Me Close
A sigh left your lips, forlorn and long-drawn. It was also heavily exaggerated, just for the added effect of drawing Dante's curious baby blues in your direction.
From your peripheral, sprawled out on the couch as you were, you could see the devil hunter peeking over his magazine,some sort of provocative women-in-swimsuits edition that was more a prop piece to make him seem busy. If anything, he was much like you at that moment, bored out of his mind on a slow, rainy day, but not having anything better to do at that moment.
When you made no other notion to grab his attention, he went back to glancing at the magazine in a haphazard fashion, flipping to the next page as his now-hidden eyes roamed over words you knew he wasn't keen on reading.
You waited barely another minute before letting out the same bored sigh as before, a tad louder, a second longer.
Dante fully tilted down the corner of his magazine at the sound, eyes squinting almost suspiciously at your behavior.
"Got a problem, babe?"
You finally cast your gaze in his direction as if you were just now aware of his presence, sliding your prone body from the old leather couch in a lethargic manner.
Dante's eyes followed you closely as you meandered over to his desk. You rounded the front, nudging his legs from the top of the solid wooden surface to then plop your own bottom right before him, swinging your legs to either side of his own.
"I'm bored," you pouted, earning a scoff and a playful smirk from your ever-so-endearing boyfriend.
"Hi bored, I'm Dante," he declared, and you couldn't help but groan in utter dismay.
"I expected it, and yet I'm still so disappointed."
"Hey, you signed up for the whole package deal, buttercup, awful dad jokes included."
"Yeah, yeah, doesn't mean I can't complain about it from time to time," you mused, smiling gently as you looked Dante over.
He was dressed as he normally was, some jeans and an older, faded shirt, but his signature red coat was thrown over the back of his chair, ready to be donned at any moment. His hair, recently cut for convenience's sake, was a little rumpled, but otherwise sat relatively neatly in his usual style.
He looked relatively put-together, or as put-together as most were used to seeing from the demon hunter, and yet it almost felt as if something was amiss.
Dante raised a brow at your careful scrutiny.
"So, you got a plan for that boredom of yours? I can think of a few good things to occupy your time."
The notion was presented with a wiggle of both his brows, and it was your turn to scoff and send a sly smile his way.
"Yeah, I bet you could," you countered with a huff, letting the following silence consume you both once more. As it progressed, your smile sweetened considerably, a sudden surge of affection warming you from the inside out the longer you stared at Dante.
Sitting up a little straighter, you extended your arms out both ways, fingers flicking to and fro in a "come hither" motion.
Dante followed the action with his eyes before a knowing smile of his own spread across his face, followed closely by a deep chuff of amusement. His magazine was thrown carelessly beside you as he scooted his chair ever closer, leaning in and wrapping his arms around your middle without further prompting.
Your hands were immediately in his hair, pulling him even closer until he was all but squished against you comfortably. He sagged in your hold, a long breath leaving his nose in his newly relaxed state.
And just like that, everything felt right, again.
"Oh no, you caught me, whatever shall I do?" he mumbled against your chest, chuckling when you pulled at his hair in a playful manner. You then smoothed your palms down the expanse of his back, enjoying the closeness and finding a sense of ease at having Dante on your arms.
"Stay right where you are, I hope," you answered, kissing the top of his head and leaning into his hold.
You couldn't see his smile or the affection it held for you, but you could hear it in his voice, all the same.
Player n°2,
You remember that game we got stuck in with Lucifer, Satan and Mamon? So yeah, lol, the second episode came out and it just arrived home. So, uhm, would you like to come over and try it with me? I promise the ending of this one doesn't have an ending like an attack. Just basic otome confession and stuff. I'll lend you my Ruri-Chan plush if you feel aprehensive.
Thanks for givnig me this chance,
Your player n°1
⋆˙⟡ Dark blue roses and blueberry smoothie from Lucifer ⋆˙⟡
For: @m0rningst4r426
Because of your chronic pains and constant trips to the hospital, you thought no one would invite you to RAD's prom. However, Lucifer, although a bit concerned, doesn't want you to let your problems getting in your life's way and not enjoy each moment. How does his promposal go...?
⭑.ᐟ Bookmark from Lucifer
Dearest,
As RAD's prom and its preparatives approach, topped by classes and duties to Lord Diavolo and the House of Lamentation's chores, we've been both unfortunately overly busy. I do hope your condition hasn't gotten worst again. Should your pains ever bother you again, tell me, as I've been searchings treatments for your ailments.
But I digress. As I mentioned before, RAD's prom is approaching and, if you still haven't received such proposals, I'd like to know if you'd go with me as my date? I know your face is getting red as you read this and... Hm, maybe I am not made for this specific type of talk, it's more of Asmodeus' field.
Very well, I hope you'll accept this "promposal" (as humans call it, am I right?) and that your health will treat you right.
Along with this, I've attached roses and a drink for you.
From yours truly,
Lucifer
My sheep,
It has been months since we last spoke. It’s been a wild ride back in the Devildom. The demon brothers have been a fun entertainment, Luke has been baking desserts for you and Solomon has being, well, Solomon. As for me, I had been thinking of you… Ever since we met, you've lived in my head every day. When you come back, may I be selfish to have you to myself?
With love and affection,
Simeon
