Obey Me! One Shots & Scenarios [Shall We Date?]

🤍 His Reaction To: "I'm Pregnant" 🤍

Y/n announces that they're pregnant!
Is it a prank? Who knows!

💙 Lucifer:

      "Luci"
      "Yes dear?"
      "I have a secret to tell you"

      He would simply hum in acknowledgment, not fully listening to you as his eyes scanned the documents on his desk. The demon grabbed a small glass of wine from the corner of the desk, lifting the glass to his lips as you continued.

      "I'm pregnant!"

      You lifted up your shirt to reveal your normal, unpronounced stomach as if a pregnancy was visible.

      Lucifer inhaled the wine, the alcohol burning his throat and nose as he choked and sputtered. You tenderly patted his back until he composed himself.

      "Y/n, you are going to kill me in more ways than one. Go get in the bed, we're gonna make sure you're telling the truth".

💛 Mammon:

"Mammon~. I have a surprise for you!"

"Oh! What is it?"

"Ta dah!". You held out a positive pregnancy test. Mammon took the test and squinted his eyes as he read the words on the plastic. "Oh god, what disease do you have?"

"It's not a disease, you idiot. It's a pregnancy test. I'm pregnant"

"HUH?!"

Mammon's expression turned from sheer confusion and shock to utter joy as a wide grin was plastered on his face. "I'm gonna be a dad before Lucifer!"

"We'll actually, I wouldn't necessarily say 'before'..."

🧡 Leviathan:

      "Levi"
      "Mhm"
      "Are you paying attention to me?"
      "Mhm"

      You narrowed your eyes as you gazed between the controller in his hands and his gradient eyes locked onto the screen.

      "Okay, just wanted to let you know I sold your newest figure pay for my hair appointment"
      "Mhm"
      "And I sold Mammon to the circus"
      "Yeah.."
      "Oh, I'm pregnant too"

      Leviathan nearly gave himself whiplash as he quickly turned to face you. The controller slipped off his lap as he grabbed your shoulders.

      "P-Pregnant?! ", he cried. "How is that even possible?!"

"See, when a boy and a girl love each other very much-"

"Y/n! You don't understand the severity of the situation!"

💚 Satan:

      "Satan!"
      "Uh, yes?"

      He was caught off guard by your sudden outburst as you barged into the library. You slammed the large doors shut, causing a few shelves to rattle as the demon held onto the sofa he was seated on until the earthquake settled. You flopped onto the sofa beside the demon and grabbed his hand.

      "I'm pregnant, Satan!"

      Satan paused for a few moments, blinking a few times in awe. You gave a bright smile until he whipped out a small journal seemingly out of thin air. The demon flipped through the many pages, then turned the book towards you. It was calendar with dates marked with various symbols.

      "There is no conceivable way you are newly pregnant. The last time we had unprotected sex was 4 months ago. All other times since then were either protected, oral, or-"

      "What about the after party? Or that time at the beach? Or that time when you 'accidentally' forgot-"

      Satan simply lifted the book, tearing it in half before you. All his planning and tracking was useless. (A/N: He thinks a lot about children and spent a lot of time timing a pregnancy for when you're both ready ;-;)

      "Dearest, I hope you are ready to raise a demon spawn".

💖 Asmodeus:

      "Asmo! I'm pregnant!"

      You barged into the demon's room, the large door slamming shut behind you.

      Asmodeus was seated at his vanity and he leaned back in the chair to gaze at you. "Ah. You know, Y/n", he twirled a mascara wand pointed towards you. "I'm honestly shocked it hasn't occurred sooner. We even placed bets. *Sigh* I guess I owe Mammon 1,000 Grim".

"You placed bets on how quickly I'd get pregnant?! You all seriously need new hobbies"

Asmo simply shrugged despite your obvious disbelief and frustration. "I see no harm in trying to take money from Mammon. And don't frown so much, dear, you'll get wrinkles".

"Ugh!"

❤️ Beelzebub:

      "Beel?"
      "Ya?"
      "You left a bun in the oven!"
      "Huh? It wasn't my turn to cook... Please tell me you didn't get into Belphie's stash, again".
      "Of course not, that's not safe for the baby"
      "What baby...."
      "Ugh, Beel. I'm pregnant! Have you never heard of the phrase 'a bun in the oven'?"

      His face was surprisingly emotionless at the news as he stopped chewing whatever was in his mouth. The demon glanced between your face and your stomach a few times. Beel swallowed the food in his mouth before speaking up.

      "Babe, that's a food baby. You just ate 16 pickles and 4 days worth of leftovers.

💜 Belphegor:

      "Belphie?"
      "Hmm?"
      "I can't sleep"
      "Well, I can"
      "Jerk. I'm pregnant, you know"
      "Yeah, and I have an inheritance from a dead mafia broker and a third testicle. Just hug me and go to sleep"

      You rolled your eyes, opting to lay down beside Belphie and rest an arm over his side as you felt his own hand grasp yours. You nuzzled into the back of his neck, pressing your body against his. Then, you used your other hand to lightly tap on Belphie's back until he spoke up again.

      "Y/n, stop that"
      "Stop what?"
      "Poking me"
      "I'm not poking you, the baby is kicking"

      As you finished your sentence, Belphie quickly turned around. He slipped his hands under your shirt, pressing against your stomach. His eyes glimmered with love and fascination as he watched your stomach. Whether or not you're pregnant, it was far too soon to feel a kick, but what does he know?

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I'm alive, happy new year friends 💖
~ C