The Moment He Knew He Loved MC [Obey Me! Headcanons]
"Can I help you?" MC asked. He looked up to see them already taking some stacks of paperwork
He watched as they didn't wait for him to answer, they simply got to work
"What do you want from me?" he asked with suspicion, used to his brothers' antics.
"I want you to relax," they replied simply. "You do so much for all of us, you need some time for yourself." They looked up at him with a smile.
He felt his heart skip a beat at their hard work and kind smile.
"MC, ya gotta get me down from here!" he cried out while he was strung up by Lucifer. The ropes were just tight enough to make him uncomfortable, but not enough to actually hurt.
MC's eyes widened and they ran over to him. Their hands quickly fumbled with the knots. Then, the ropes snapped.
"Oof!" Mammon landed on MC with a loud thump. "Shit! Ya okay?" He scrambled off of the human he hand made a pact with.
"Yeah, I'm fine," MC replied, rubbing their head. They crawled over to him, examining where the ropes were tied around him. "Are you okay? " Their hands were placed gently on both of his cheeks. "You're not hurt, are you?"
He felt his face flush. They cared about him.
"And just the power she used with her friends was the most amazing thing I've ever seen!" Leviathan exclaimed, well into a two-hour lecture on his new favorite anime. He paused, realizing just how long it was. His face burnt a brilliant red and he began to shrink in on himself. "I-I'm sorry, I must be boring you." He buried his face in his arms that were crossed across his knees.
"What?" MC blinked. "No, you're not!" They slowly moved closer to him and placed a hand on one of the arms. "Levi, I love seeing you happy and passionate about something. It's so exciting when you put so much energy into something like this. Please, keep going."
Levi peeked up from his arms, expecting MC to be wearing a mocking expression. There was nothing but sincerity in their kind gaze. His eye left MC's and to where their hand was still resting on them, his heart fluttered and his face grew warmer.
"Satan, come on," MC spoke softly and started to drag him away from a demon that had started to piss him off. He struggled lightly, but eventually gave in, allowing the human to take him somewhere quiet.
"I could hurt you right now."
"Mhmm, I know," MC hummed. They reached a hand up and ran it through his hair. "Just focus on me right now, okay?" Satan scowled down at the human. "Remember the cat we saw on the way home yesterday?"
"Yes," Satan's scowl started to soften. His eyes traced every detail of MC's face. He closed his eyes and leaned in MC's hand. "You're not scared of me."
"No," MC laughed lightly. "Not after how I saw you cradle that kitten close to you."
Satan opened his eyes to glare but paused at the teasing, fearless expression on MC's face. He smiled gently.
"MC!" he cried. "I got a scratch on my eye and now it's all swollen!" His face was buried in his pillow, not wanting to show the world his face.
"Asmo," MC sighed. Their hand ran up and down his back. "Let me look at it to make sure it's not infected."
"No! I don't want you to see me."
"Asmo, I know you care about what you look like, but I don't."
"Then, why are you here? There's nothing to me, but my looks."
"Asmo!" MC scolded. "Honey, you are caring, affectionate, and can make me laugh. Not to mention, you haven't tried to kill me, which is rare in this house."
Asmo laughed lightly. He turned to look at MC, showing them the small cut. He scrutinized their gaze, expecting them to flinch away. Instead, they brought a warm, damp cloth and blotted at the scratch. They smiled at him. He sucked in a sharp breath, the smile was for who he was, not what he looked like.
Beel looked up, seeing MC place a blanket over Belphie's sleeping form. They turned to him with a grin and a finger to their mouth, telling him to be quiet. MC made their back to the couch they were sitting on with Beel.
"Should we move him somewhere more comfortable?" MC questioned quietly.
Beel shook his head. "No, he'll be fine there. If we move him he might wake up. Thank you for looking after him."
MC nodded with a small smile. "Of course, you're all important to me. I want to make sure you're all happy. That goes for you, too." MC leaned their head on his shoulder.
Beel grinned down at them, adoring the feeling of butterflies in his stomach.
"Mmph," Belphie grunted. "MC? What's wrong?" He looked down at them, their arms wrapped around him tightly.
"Just needed a hug," MC mumbled. "Is that okay?"
"I guess," Belphie responded. "Surprised you wanted a hug from me, though."
"You're warm," MC sighed. "And when you care about someone, you'd do anything for them. It's comforting."
Belphie bit his lip and wrapped his arms tightly around MC. He'd do anything for them.
As he danced with MC, he noted how much they had improved in traditional demon dances from when they first arrived for the exchange program. They served as a bridge for all three realms, and they did it with little complaint.
Once the music finished, his hands remained in MC's. He knew he shouldn't feel this way, but MC was his favorite exchange student. He didn't want to let them go and dance with the others.
"Lord Diavolo?" MC questioned. "What's wrong?"
Diavolo smiled. They were always concerned about others, putting others before themself. They'd make a wonderful ruler by his side. "Nothing, MC. Nothing at all."
"Barbatos?" MC questioned after they took a sip from their tea. "Could you tell me about this tea?"
Barbatos raised an eyebrow, and gladly went explained the different properties of the tea, how it was harvested, the benefits it has on the body, and anything else he could think of. MC watched him with a small smile.
"I apologize, I may have gotten a little carried away."
"No, no! That's why I asked," MC dismissed him. "I see how happy you get when you talk about tea or desserts. Your smile makes me happy, I hope to see it more often."
Barbatos turned away from MC - his heart racing.
"It's okay, Luke," MC comforted the young angel. "We all make mistakes. Besides, we were having fun, right? Why don't you go and get cleaned up?"
Luke ran out of the kitchen, nearly running into Simeon. He blushed a bright red before hurrying off. Simeon chuckled and walked into the kitchen. His eyes widened when he saw flour everywhere.
"MC?" he questioned. "What in the three realms happened?"
MC turned to him, sweeping some flour. They laughed lightly. "Luke stumbled and dropped a bag of flour. It exploded." Simeon tried to take a step forward. "Wait!" MC held a hand out to him. "It's slick, be careful!"
Simeon took their hand and stepped closer to MC. He smiled and welcomed the warmth MC brought him.
"And just chant the encantation," Solomon instructed. He watched as MC closed their eyes, focusing on the spell.
A small flash of light appeared and gave way to a group of flowers. MC's eyes opened and a wide grin expanded on their face. They jumped around, grabbing Solomon's hands out of pure excitement.
"I did it! I did it, Solomon!" they laughed joyfully. "Thank you!" They leaped forward and wrapped their arms around the witty sorcerer.
Solomon felt his face warm and a smile to mirror Mc's formed. He shared in their excitement and held them close.
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