Daemos x Reader

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A/N: People keep adding this book to their lists, so why not update? In the last update, I mentioned that Noi's v/a keeps giving us head cannons to go off of, so, let's do that. Ready?

POV - 3rd

Y/N walked back to her friend's apartment, the distant flow of street music and nearby food places lingering for blocks on end. Of course, they realized that it was allergy season, but was lucky enough to not get sick yet.

They walked into the building and knocked on Ava's door, humming.

"Hey, Y/N. What's up? Haven't seen you since last summer."

'My agent caught the virus, and wanted to let us go to stay safe.'

"So... no acting for a bit?"

'Yeah.'

"Well uh... I'd let you in but...'

'But..?'

"My... boyfriend is over!"

'Oooh, I wanna meet him!'

"Eh... no."

The door slammed shut, but Y/N knew Ava never locked her doors or did much of anything to keep people out, so, they just walked in and hid in the guest room.

I'm so bad. He he he he.

Y/N hummed, looking around, then snuck into the kitchen, smirking. Their friend's door was shut, that meant Ava was likely asleep. Just as they were about to get a pan and spoon, they heard a sneeze.

"The fu-"

Y/N watched males with horns walk in from the wall and start yelling, then watched a pale male with caramel blond hair sit up, waving his arms around and squeaking. Y/N emerged from the kitchen and threw the spoon at seemingly the most aggressive one, raven hair and a fair skin tone.

It hit his head and he looked over, growling.

"Bitch try me!"

"Asch, do not repeat words you hear princess Ava use."

"Yeah? You gonna tell Lady Grandma?"

"Calm down or I'll let Leif cut you both."

"Pierce no!"

"Pierce y e s."

"So- you guys demons or cosplayers?"

"We aren't demons!"

"Nor cosplayers."

"Alright. White hair, blue streak, what are you guys?"

"I'm an assassin!"

"General."

"Oooo-kay... glasses, hot head?"

"Prince of Daemos."

"Asch's advisor."

"Definitely cosplayers then. What about soft boy?"

"I'm a... s-soft boy?"