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

💗 Angel 💗

Context: You are a very insecure person. One day you admit how you truly feel about your body and face to Asmodeus. Your thoughts end up spurring him into action. . . He's now on a mission to make you feel confident about yourself.

Request made by: EEeRRrOr

Caution: This chapters deals with death and loss. Read with caution.

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(M|n) sighed very softly to himself as he trailed after Asmodeus. The male had been tasked with carrying the demon's many shopping bags. (M|n) hadn't intended for his day to end up like this. He had been previously minding own business in the House of Lamentation when Asmodeus came up to him, asking whether he could do him a favour.

(M|n) was hesitant at first, but soon gave in to Asmo's whining. The male wanted him to accompany him shopping. (M|n) begrudgingly agreed since it seemed Asmo would do anything in order to get him to come along. He had wanted to wear his usual, oversized hoodie on the outing but Asmodeus would not have him wearing it. He told him, "If you're going out with someone as hot as me, you have to at least look half as hot as me!" So, (M|n) was made to wear an outfit that Asmo had picked out for him.

(M|n) couldn't help but feel self-conscious as he was made to go to store after store. He hated the fact that he wasn't able to hide away his face and his body, which he didn't feel too confident about at the moment.

He tried his best to hide how he felt about himself from the brothers because he didn't want to bother them with something so trivial. . .

"(M|n), hurry it up! I still have a few more stores that I want to go to!" Asmo scolded, turning to look at him. (M|n) rolled his eyes, feeling frustrated. He just wanted to go home. . . He hated having to walk down these many streets whilst many eyes could be possibly on him at this very minute, judging him and what he was wearing.

"Asmo, can we please just go home now?" (M|n) inquired softly.

"Don't be so silly! Like I've already said, we've got only a few more stores to go to and then we'll go back home, I promise." Asmodeus exclaimed with a small pout. (M|n) was disgruntled with the other's response. He wanted to counterargue. . . But then realised if he did, then he would have to explain why he was so desperate in wanting to go back to the House of Lamentation.

The male frowned. It will only be a few more shops, I can do this. . . "Okay, fine. You better not be lying though." (M|n) grumbled in defeat. Asmodeus smirked with satisfaction.

"Oh my, I totally forgot! I wanted to get us matching outfits." Asmo squealed at his sudden remembrance. (M|n) gazed at the demon wearily at the proclamation. He was quick to shake his head in annoyance.

"I'd rather not." You probably want to try out more revealing clothes, whereas I. . . Would prefer my jumpers and joggers, thank you very much. Asmodeus's face fell at his words.

"Come on ~ Just one outfit. For me, please?" (M|n) averted his eyes as Asmodeus stopped walking and began to hang off of his arm. He tried presenting him with puppy-dog eyes to try and convince him, but (M|n) was not going to give in this time.

The two were startled by a demon who suddenly came up to them with an excited look in their eyes. (M|n) eyed the stranger wearily.

"Excuse me, could I have a moment of both your time?" (M|n) stayed silent, unsure of how to reply. Why was this guy so eager to speak to them?. . . (M|n) took one glance at Asmodeus. He probably thinks Asmodeus is handsome and wants to ask him to do something. . . This isn't anything to do with me. (M|n) failed to acknowledge the 'both' in the weird demon's sentence and he was about to take a step back when the demon's next words stopped him in his tracks.