Obey Me! Characters x Male! Reader • 1 | Closed! |

💝 Crush 💝

Context: You and Diavolo are childhood friends. One day you leave the devildom and don't return for almost a decade. . .

Request made by: BloomingVeil

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(M|n) let out a sigh for the umpteenth time as he stood in the corner of a grand ballroom. He didn't want to be here, and he'd made that very clear to his mother. However, she didn't care for how he felt and still forced him to join her.

She told him that it was important for her to make good connections with other high society demons. He didn't understand why her making connections required his presence at all. He just wanted to go home. This atmosphere made him much too uncomfortable.

He didn't make any moves to interact with any of the demons his age in the party. He just kept to himself and observed the demons making conversation and dancing amongst themselves.

"Hi there." Said an unfamiliar voice, startling him out of his reverie. (M|n) blinked in bewilderment. He hadn't expected anyone to willingly come over to him if he were honest. . . He stopped gazing at the demons and focused on the boy who had greeted him. His eyes widened as he instantly recognised the kind-looking redhead.

"M-Master Diavolo?" (M|n) blurted out. Diavolo's lips formed a grin at the sound of his name.

"Just Diavolo is fine. What are you doing all alone in the corner? Would you like to join me and dance?" Diavolo queried, holding out a hand. (M|n) was quick to shake his head. He knew if his mother was watching right now, she'd be fuming at the fact that he'd just rejected the future demon lord.

"I'd prefer to stay here, away from any attention." (M|n) admitted. It was apparent that he was slightly uncomfortable talking to Diavolo. The demon tilted his head curiously. (M|n) quirked a brow when the demon didn't head off once hearing his response. He didn't know what to say or do so he just stood there awkwardly.

Suddenly, Diavolo murmured something completely unexpected. "Do you not like high society balls either?" (M|n) was taken aback. The demon prince didn't like them either?

"You don't like them?" Diavolo smiled wryly at (M|n)'s question. He averted his gaze as he answered.

"I know I'm not supposed to say that. . . But it's so boring! There's barely anything to do except dance and eat fancy food. Also, most of the people here are very snobby. I'd prefer to be at home, doing anything but this." (M|n) didn't think that Diavolo would feel the same way as him.

He no longer felt uncomfortable around the other because it was clear that the redheaded demon wasn't as high-and-mighty as he'd first thought. He reached out and took hold of Diavolo's hand. The future demon lord jumped at the contact.

"Why don't we escape the ballroom for a few minutes then? I'm sure we won't be missed." Diavolo's eyes widened significantly at the suggestion.

💝 Diavolo's POV 💝

Diavolo was unsure of how to answer. He'd never done that before, in fear of being reprimanded by his father. . . He gazed at the demon male he'd just met today. His eyes shone with determination. Diavolo gnawed on his lower lip, looking behind him, trying to find his father to see if he'd noticed his absence just yet.

To his relief, the demon king was occupied and hadn't even taken a glance at his side, where Diavolo should've been.

Diavolo gripped the other male's hand tightly. "Okay!" The future demon lord felt excited. He'd never done this before!!

The male nodded his head furiously. The duo then proceeded to weave their way through the many groups of people. Diavolo made sure to keep his head down so he wasn't recognised. The male who had asked whether he wanted to escape with him led the way.