𝑂𝐵𝐸𝑌 𝑀𝐸! 𝑂𝑁𝐸 𝑆𝐻𝑂𝑇𝑆 (DISCONTINUED)

Diavolo

~۞ Concert ۞~

A/N: I feel like Dia would totally be an ARMY, and because BTS JUST RELEASED BUTTER, why the hell shouldn't I make a one shot of a concert date?

"Dia! We need to go or we'll be late!" I shout from the foyer. "I'm coming, don't worry!" he replies, jogging towards me. I take a moment to appreciate the way he's dressed up for today. "I'm glad the shirt fits you well. You look adorable," I compliment, causing him to blush. "You're quite captivating yourself," he replies, also causing me to blush. "You ready?" he asks, grabbing my hand and pulling me to the door. I nod, following him.

At the stadium ~

"The lineup looks terrifying," Dia comments, visibly shivering. "Well yeah, it's BTS we're talking about. They have millions of fans. And they're releasing a brand new song," I grin stupidly. "I should have gotten VIP passes," Dia mutters. "No, it's alright. I'm just happy we snagged tickets," I grin again, grabbing his hand comfortingly. Dia, surprisingly, is a very soft person. He appears to be a big build of character because he has to behave that way. He is supposed to lead the Devildom some day.

"Thank you for the drive Barbatos. Please return home and wait for us to message you to come pick us up," Dia tells his butler. "Are you sure sir? I can wait in the vehicle-" "No, it's alright. We'll be several hours," he cuts him off. Barbatos nods and Dia leads me out of the vehicle and onto the crowded sidewalk. I wave goodbye to the handsome devil as he drives off, going back to the Devildom. "Let's walk into that sea of humans!" I exclaim. Dia shakes his head as I tug him along.

During the concert ~

"YEAHHHHHHHH!!!" I scream, feeling Diavolo's eyes on me. I fling my ARMY bomb back and forth sporadically. BTS had gone through a few songs from their newer albums and were now getting ready to sing their newest single 'Butter'. "Yeah Jimin!" I scream even though he probably can't hear me. And much to my surprise it feels it's as if he looks directly at me and blows me a kiss. I turn beet red as the girls around me stare in disgust and envy.

Dia rests a hand on my back as I stumble backwards a bit. "You alright?" Dia asks. If it weren't so loud I might be able to detect the exact emotion hidden behind his words, but my brain was a mush of screaming and singing. "My heart just died and resurrected again," I say loud enough for only him to hear. "You never act like that when I give you attention," he pouts.

I look into his eyes, finally recognizing his emotions as envy and jealousy. "That's because I have you all the time baby. This is my first live concert!" I defend myself, hoping I don't offend him further. He juts his bottom lip out. I give him puppy dog eyes in return, us competing with our gazes. "Fine, you better make it up to me later," he retorts and allows me to stand on my own again. "Don't worry, I will," I give him a glance from the side, raising my eyebrows suggestively.

His face bursts aflame and I chuckle. "Just wait two more hours, then we can go home," I say, looking back to the stage. "Alright! I'll be patient!" he says, proceeding to wrap his arms around my torso from behind. The group begins to get ready for the song, putting their water bottles down. As they get into position, I can feel this deadly aura emanating off of Dia. "Don't you glare at them or I ain't making it up to ya later," I tease. "Fine," he grumbles.

We proceed to watch the performance, me mostly watching the group of amazing men while Dia stares at my infatuated figure. As they end their song, I look back to Dia, grinning like an idiot. He smiles warmly back. It makes me overly jubilant that he's here to support and enjoy what I love just the same as me. It makes me content inside, knowing that he truly loves me.

A/N: Butter makes me ovulate tbh.