I'm in the mood for some fluff, so how would the brothers react if MC and them were on a walk, and got tired, so they ask the brother to carry them the rest of the way
Aw, that's lovely. Fluff is my weak spot!
Lucifer
Just picks you up without a word.
"You know, you can ask me to carry you around even if you are not tired".
Is really proud to carry you because everyone can see that you are his.
Has a really hard time with self-control because you are so close and your scent is so... human and teasing.
Mammon
"W-w-what?!"
What do you mean, pick you up?? Ppl are watching!
Five seconds after, his greed kicks in. If he carries you around, everyone will see that and will envy him!
Plus, he really wants to hold you, he just doesn't know how to ask for it.
He is surprisingly strong though.
"Hehe, you didn't expect me to be dis strong huh? I can carry ya around all day long, you just say!"
Leviathan
YOU WANT WHAT?
Like, for real??
He will pick you up with no hesitation but his face will be terribly red.
"It's like in anime right?"
For the rest of your walk, he'll be panicking about not to drop you.
Satan
"Sure, kitten. You should have asked me earlier".
He feels really comfortable having you on his hands.
"I've read some medieval novels. Am I good enough for a noble knight?"
He will actually be the most relaxed having you in his arms than his brothers.
Asmodeus
"MC, I'm tired. Maybe you can carry me?"
(sorry I couldn't resist :D)
Beelzebub
He will just pick you up without a word.
"MC, you should eat more. You are very light. I will carry you to the restaurant now".
No need to say how strong this big boy is.
Belphegor
He kinda feels shy about this because well... he never ever did anything like that for anyone.
He secretly hopes you won't meet his brothers on your way.
Summary: after returning to the Human world, the House of Lamentation has been quiet and starved of your attention. Thus, subsiding to finding a substitute for it.
A better more explanation: they find your Article of Clothing.
Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan.
In all honesty I don't even know, I just wrote this out of boredom and for my Own Self Indulgence, and I lost motivation half-way so it's kinda inconsistent. But till then was happy I finally finished this. And you could tell I put my whole Vixussy into Luci’s upperpart of the Scenario and less effort for the others 😭 sorry in advance 🐟
Lucifer
A sigh leaves Lucifer’s lips as He gazes at His D.D.D, Crimson eyes searching desparately for a Notification with your name to pop up. But when His hopes got up just even a bit, a notification of Dismay appears. Significantly ruining His once faint hope that you replied.
You had Returned to the Human world, your respectful realm oncemore. He did expect something like this to occur as you were firstly brought here for an exchange program to soothe and alleviate the bad circumstances between the Three worlds. Yet He never expected to get so close to someone that He once was Skeptical about. Oh how times have changed, it respectfully earned the title of nostalgia with how long time has passed by. You were still in contact with Him and His brothers and yet.. the prideful demon wishes to be selfish oncemore.
It was late in the evening, He had yet a pile of paperwork, envelopes, and more to cover up. Yet only a good chunk has been dismissed, which was progress yes, but significantly not enough progress to finish. to alleviate the Stress building up on His back, He pulls out His Bottle of Demonus that was Hidden from His secret stash, He usually keeps a couple or one hidden away from His brothers, as He is aware of their tendency to either Spike, or Steal any of the bottles. And the one He got out, It was a new one too at that, He pops it open as He starts pouring it in a small cup He strangely kept in His room.
He sighs before taking a sip of demonus that He poured for Himself to relax a little, which somehow did the trick. being slightly tipsy is better than shuffling through a pile of work sheets, and looking at His D.D.D nonstop. A break wouldn't be a bad idea now.. yet when He picked up the Cup, He couldn't help but feel a Familiar feeling bubbling inside Him at the mere thought, nostalgia.
You would always bring Him coffee within These Hard times to help Him stay awake, Hell roasted beans? If he remembers correctly, or If He even cared what the brand was. He still remembers the taste of bitterness on His tongue once He drank it. A warmth filling His chest as Realization struck Him till then, He couldn't help but send you a text afterwards. He continued to swallow the bitter yet tender drink that you made for Him. Every drop, and every aspect of your warmth provided by the drink, which He greatly adored.
Yet that Bitter liquid was now replaced.
The warm yet tangy liquid fills His mouth. puckering it slightly with the Taste as He gulps. Thinking about you as He swallows the last drop before placing the glass down. Taking a slight glance at the Empty Chair besides the desk in a fortune.
A Chair He never expected to mean alot to Him, He places down the cup as Memories start driving by.
The chair you always tend to seat yourself to watch over Lucifer Himself. To make sure He doesn't furthermore tire himself out as you were Ordered by Lord Diavolo to ensure He gets enough rest by His concern and yours too. yet He always finds you sleeping by then rather than watching Him.. oh how it brings back so much nice memories. As if His body reacted on its own accord, He reached out an arm to the chair. barely touching the rim as He desparately tried to caress your cheek that was once there for Him to hold and touch. yet His attempt remained fruitless as He snapped back into reality, the chair lacking your figure as the Image of yourself Faded away from Lucifer’s grasp once again. How peculiar. Everything He seems to see reminds Him of you alot.
He should really cut the demonus down.
He let out a long yet sorrowful sigh. He really did miss you, even if He wanted to go to the Human world just to be with you, even if He really wanted too. it wouldn't be possible.
He placed the Ink pen down and rubbed his forehead to feel the relief of His work; paperwork can wait, the Selfishness growing and aching within Him was far more stronger than any force He can yet think of.
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He didn't know why, but yet once again, His body moved on its own, making His way to your now Empty room for some... Reason. Mainly finding something that can be perceived as Purchase.
opening the door and seeing it remain so dark when it was once before vibrant. the sheets and pillows stayed furnished, a contradict to what they were before: out of the place. It seemed like an irregular sight for Lucifer to see, that your body wasn't there anymore hidden in the sheets. Yet He shook the thought away and quickly resumed what He was here for.
He was desparate in anyway to atleast get something for Him that you had, that was covered and permeated with your scent that Can act as a substitute for your absence. Even if you took everything you had and sure you didn't forget anything, He was still adamantly trying His best for a sense of your warmth once again. After a bunch of merrily attempts, He almost gave up and just went back to His room. But He remained persistent And His next destination was your closet.
Of course, as Expected. It was nothing elsemore than just empty clothing hangers, and a small, empty box where you last kept your Candy stash. It was suprising. But the Smell of candy was still embedded in your Closet. It had seemed to never leave after quite awhile. He was disappointed at the view, yet Expected all of it. not longmore when He saw a lump of a particular Article of clothing that you wore, right by the Corner of the Familliar Empty box, hiding the cloth.
His crimson gaze slowly was pointed towards the Clothing. ‘Huh.. seems like you forgot one thing.’ He thought to Himself.
He slowly picked it up, admiring the Cloth’s features and How He remembers you wearing it ever so slightly. before taking in its scent whether if it was still embedded with you. His eyes close before taking a whiff of the cloth He's holding, a article of clothing you once worn..
It still smells like you...
Lucifer slowly then caressed the Material softly, His fingertips gracefully tracing the outline of the fabric before standing up.
A door shuts behind Him as He makes His way to His room, Crimson-like eyes never leaving the Fabric in His hands. a small caress which slightly made the A/C dishevel. His once dry-lips now curving a small content smile.
Maybe this was the effect of the Demonus.
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Mammon
He doesn't need a Human to entertain Him, pfft. He’s the great Mammon! Nothing can make Him upset, not even some lousy human that was only Here for an Internship program! He should be happy that you're back to your Realm safe and sound... Right? Right..?
He wouldn't deny that ever since you've returned back, He felt lonely. Very lonely without you. of course His scoldings from Lucifer and small quarrels with Leviathan and His younger brothers never change, yet He felt a little.. unsure, about all of it, since considering that You would break the Quarrels- it's difficult to accept it's change.
He was sitting on His couch, staring at the Poker card on His Hand. Twirling it around ever so slightly to get a good look on it. At this time, He would usually be at your room, or stirring out another Bet in the Casino. But mostly the first option. but things have been how they were before you even went to devildom, the norm for the brothers, and for Mammon.
But is that really the case?
Was it really?
Mammon wouldn't deny that He got new Habits ever since your internship in The Devildom.
He always barges into your room before, smiling happily when you tell Him to knock ever so slightly, telling you things along the lines of “Eh! It's fine! You get to see the Great Mammon right? That's a better sight to see!”. Of course you returning to the Human world didn't mean He still can't contact you. But your time with Him was limited, and He had a short period of time before the D.D.D. Goes to one of His brothers. Leaving His sentenced unfinished and unheard.
“aughh..!” Mammon groans as He threw a pillow across the room in a small fit, can't He be selfish? Can He be in the wrong for wanting you to return to the devildom and stay with Him forever? Can't He be selfish for once?
He has tried numerous times to try and live His daily life without a flash of your face ever so appearing at anything, even trying to Gamble it all out didn't work, which indeed was suprising, even if He won, or lost a bet. It didn't matter, He still missed you. And wanted relief with His insatiable request.
He wanted something that can Help soothe the missing feeling of you. He wants you back within His arms.. yet He knows it's impossible. He wanted to feel you, your warmth- you.
He couldn't find the Motivation to do anything and was left tired- especially when Lucifer Hung Him up the Ceiling, which was understandable in His defense on Why. Which is the reason He was left to reminisce about your time together.
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He suddenly remembered Something as He stood up in an instant, pillows that were near him now falling on eachother: or on the floor, His once gloomy features now eye widened and a smile gracing His face.
He scurried throughout His entire room, dragging, checking underneath and in every nook and cranny.
And His hunt lasted a little longer than anticipated.
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Ahah! He found it!
the Cardigan you left when you were once in His room, untouched and folded neatly, now getting thrown onto His hands- a reminder of your presence oncemore. He couldn't help yet hug the Cardigan tightly, as if it were you within His grasp once again.
Even if it wasn't the actual deal, even if it didn't radiate the same warmth you gave him when you two were to hug. He was still happy for remembering it. Something that belonged to you- something that you had. And it was now something He Has, a Reminder of you now, And He was thankful for His sharp (probably) Memory for remembering it.
His grip got tighter and tighter on the Cardigan.
He'll keep it, He'll keep your Cardigan until a miracle strucks, and you're now with Him again, it seems impossible yet He has hope inside Him, He proceededly then lifts the Cardigan to His nose. The Fabric Tickling it as He inhales.
It still even had your scent.. something that Reminds Him alot of the Human He loved...
He once pondered to Himself, on How you made Him fall for you.
Yet that thought can wait, as His D.D.D vibrates with your Contact name in it.
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“Yo! Mc, I have to tell you something.”
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Leviathan
Gaming in His Aquarium like Room, talking to Henry, and scrolling through Akuzon to get the greatest deals of Manga, or any source of Anime figurines that Levi seems to like, yet lately. It seems like our Otaku is much more troubled for some reason, maybe perhaps a certain absence of someone was affecting Him?
Levi wouldn't Deny.. or maybe would, deny the fact that He felt more lonely without you. It isn't really much of a difference since He tends to shut himself in His room alot, ever since then.. but with you around, He seemed to find a reason to go to RAD, go outside with you, or even just go to see you. It was a daily activity for Him now. Text, Call, Ask, and Play. and He enjoyed every second you both spent together. He doesn't mean to exaggerate when He says He found a purpose in His life when spending time with you...; You were His player two- and seeing you suddenly return to your world after getting so attached- was like a punch to the stomach. Yet Levi had to understand the Fact that your stay was temporary, in an unfortunate case.
He couldn't even concentrate on the Games you both used to play, it felt like something was missing when He was Playing them on His own, He usually didn't care nor minded, yet this briefly affected Him overtime.
Yet He never thought about it negatively, He treasures the time you both spent with eachother. Cheering Him on games or vise versa, even He was still flustered thinking about the sudden kiss scene on the Anime. Something that you both recreated earlier on the flesh of the night. Happiness engulfing Him whole.
But now that's just a vivid memory left to crumble. Sitting near His tank, while a Hand placed on the glass barrier, preventing the water from touching Levi’s room.
He chuckles to himself. “I look pathetic right now, don't I. Henry?”
The Fish only swam in response, not giving a verbal answer yet Levi continued to Communicate with them, Spewing out words He dare wouldn't say in your face, or Else He would've been a flustered mess. But He couldn't help but talk positively about you, or vent due to your absence. Henry was merely just bubbling around like regular. Yet Leviathan found that as a communication of trust. He trusted the Goldfish alot, as it is His only friend before you came.
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It was late in the night. And usually at this time, He would be up gaming. And Yet He choose to sleep early, not finding the Sudden Motivation to take in Games to immerse himself in the evening, or midnight. yet it was a difficult attempt as He grew a habit of staying up so late- messing up His natural body clock. so instead, He lays down while looking at the Giant tank, where Henry was swimming around in, the blue light kissing His appearance. He squeezes the body pillow tight as He sighs.
“Mc...”
A mutter, a request. Almost desparate. As it's embarrassing to admit, He wanted you to be the pillow instead. He wants to lay on you while you comb His Hair, slightly making it messy. scratching His scalp while He sighs in content, a blush decorating His face as the affectionate gestures were relaxing Him whole as you smile at him.
He couldn't want anything else, Yet it was merely a Euphoric Fantasy. He would've stayed up or probably fallen asleep a few moments ago If you're in a call with Him. Yet Lucifer scolded the Others, including Him about said topic. A few arguments were made and so were protests from Him, and almost everyone, Yet there was no stopping Lord Diavolo’s requests unless you wanted to Be tied up on the Ceiling. Possibly worse, fed to cerberus. An empty threat leading everyone to silence.
Levi couldn't contain His selfishness. He really needed your presence besides Him... Yet He desparately tried to manage, until it was His turn to await for your call, to hear your comforting voice oncemore.
He couldn't bear to wait. He couldn't bare to hold onto these profound feelings. He wants to be there with you yet He couldn't. As the Blanket wraps Him in a warming embrace, He clutches the shirt you left behind. Tightly to never let you go.
And Thus, The Avatar of Envy had Fallen asleep, unaware of the unsuspecting Visit tomorrow.
Satan: Levi is washing the dishes and I just heard him say, “Who do you work for?! Who’s your contact?!” while repeatedly pushing a glass under the water.
