"Dammit...! That wasn't supposed to happen!" I'm currently sitting on my bed, reading a book in the light of my lamp. I set down my book, allowing myself to process the anger I feel towards the protagonist. Why, why, why does he blindly trust people when he hasn't bonded with them?
As my emotions of rage, frustration, and confusion swirl around in my head, a noise interrupts my thoughts. Looking around, I realize I recieved a message on my D.D.D.
Hey, can you do me a solid and pick up this package for me from Majolish? They have these new perfume scents in stock and are giving me some for free so I can advertise them. I need them by 8:30 tonight. And remember, you still owe me a favor from that time I charmed that snake and got it to leave you alone! You can drop them off at the House of Lamentation. Thanks for the help doll♡
I scan through the text from Asmodeus, reading every detail. I also check the time. 7:53 P.M. Did he seriously just demand that I fetch his stuff for him like some kind of dog? Well, knowing Asmo, I don't see how I can just outright refuse. If I did that, he would start talking about that incident to everyone, and I can't have that kind of damage done to my reputation.
Plus, it's not like I hate Asmo or anything. The only way I really even have his number is from a project I had to do with him at R.A.D. this one time. I actually get along quite well with him, even though he can be kind of self absorbed.
See, my favorite kind of people are the ones that are easygoing and friendly, with a kind heart. This is because I'm absolute shit at socializing. When people see me, they see my resting bitch face and my quiet demeanor and just assume that I hate them. While sometimes this is true, I just want someone special to me, who I don't have to hide any of my personality from, or lie to to feel secure.
You see, the reason I tend to lie to everyone I meet my have just a little bit to do with who I am.
My name is (Y/n), and I'm the Avatar of Deciet.
I may not be as widely known as the seven demon brothers, but trust me, demons know who I am. The reason I'm less popular is, as mentioned before, because I'm about as good at socializing as a Tamaki Amajiki kin. In fact, I am one.
Ding! Another message from Asmo.
Oh shit, I should be heading to the mall already! It's already 8:05! Without checking the message, I grab my D.D.D. and shove it into a small drawstring bag with Grimm, a pencil, a small notebook, and bandages in case I need them due to my clumsiness.
With the bag over my shoulders, I race through the door and speed walk all the way to the mall because I'm fast as fuck boi.
I slow down as I'm approaching, and decide to take a little break. Damn, speed walking a long distance hurts your legs way more than you'd think.
Now all I have to do is get the bottles of perfume from Majolish and get them to the House of Lamentation. But first, I'm gonna stop by the food court and grab a milkshake. Pondering what flavor I'll be getting, I make my way there.
"Um... I'll have one strawberry milkshake, please," I tell the employee behind the counter.
As she goes to prepare me one, I take a look around at my surroundings. Then, my eyes land on a sight that surprises me.
"That'll be 32 Grimm," the lady says, setting my milkshake on the counter.
"Oh. Of course. Thank you miss. Have a nice day," I say, and give her the money.
I grab my strawberry milkshake from the counter and make my way towards the scene that had caught my eye while I was in line.
"Asmo, what are you doing here? Didn't you ask me to get your perfume from Majolish?" I ask the Avatar of Lust, clearly bewildered by his appearance here.
"Oh, it's you, (Y/n)! Wait didn't you read the second text I sent you? I said you didn't need to come and get them, I was going to be here anyways," Asmodeus said, just as confused as me.
I mentally facepalmed. Why did I just rush out of the house without even checking his message?
I finally realized that he wasn't here alone. Both of the human exchange students were with him. Sure, I had a few classes with them, but I'd never really had a conversation with either of them.
"Hi, I'm MC, nice to meet you. I believe you're... (Y/n), right? We have a few classes with each other. I don't think we've been properly introduced yet, though," MC said to me. I didn't know MC personally, but I have heard plenty of rumors. I do know that they're really important, especially to the seven brothers.
"Hi MC, I'm (Y/n). I'm actually the, uh, Avatar of Deciet. I've heard lots of great things about you," I replied, somewhat awkwardly.
Both humans looked surprised to hear that I was an Avatar and I don't really blame them. MC began asking me all sorts of questions, and I answered them to the best of my ability. Then the other exchange student spoke up.
"Hello (Y/n). I'm sure you already know who I am, but I suppose I'll introduce myself anyway. My name is Solomon, the one they call the Witty Sorcerer. You said you're the Avatar of Deciet? Please elaborate on that, if you will," he spoke, staring into my eyes with his warm grey ones. A few strands of his sort of messy, white hair fell into his face, to which he pushed them back with his fingers. He was wearing our R.A.D. uniform, with a weird fucking tie thing as well.
"Hello? Earth to (Y/n)?" he said, effectively snapping me out of my trance.
"Huh? Oh, um... I can't really elaborate on it right now. I have homework to complete, and I haven't finished it yet because I have a procrastination problem. But..." I said, as I reached into my drawstring bag. I grabbed a piece of paper from my notebook and tore it in half. I also grabbed my pencil and wrote down my number on both pieces of paper.
"Here. MC and Solomon, this is my number. If you ever wanna chat, just text me, and I'll be happy to tell you what you wanna know. But you've gotta tell me stuff about the human world too. Deal?""Deal," they both replied in unison, while grabbing one of the pieces of paper with my number on it.
"We need to leave now, so I can make it back in time for my livestream. Well, it was nice talking (Y/n)! See you at school," Asmo said, looking up from his D.D.D.
"Oh, yeah, right. Well, it was nice meeting you two. Hit me up sometime," I said, and waved at them as they said goodbye and left.
I finish my milkshake, and start heading home myself.
Solomon, hmm? There's just something about him...
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♡𝓐𝓿𝓪𝓽𝓪𝓻 𝓸𝓯 𝓓𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓮𝓽♡ Solomon x Gender Neutral! Reader (Obey Me)
FantasyWhat if the demon brothers weren't the only demons that represented sins? What if there was an eighth, sly avatar that wasn't as popular? (Y/n), the Avatar of Deciet, lurks in the Devildom, avoiding others at any given opportunity. Now, there are fo...