Dialuci One-shots

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Maybe make them have a date in that one ferris wheel thing from lesson 26? If you haven't played it, basically we go on a ferris wheel with Mammon (and luci in a alternate route) while looking for Luci and Diavolo that were supposedly "looking for an illegal casino in the festival" alone with each other They said that in a way that felt sm like they were just in a date and needed to come up w an excuse and i remembered that when i read this chap of the ff

I sighed, pinching my nose bridge as Diavolo led me around the festival pointing at the next bright or shiny thing that caught his eye. Hearing this he looked back at me with a frown, and I could feel anxiety tug at me to do anything to make him grin like he was just seconds before.

    “This not your speed?” He seemed sad despite the smile he said it with, letting go of my hand. I could tell that he wanted to have fun with me, but how was I meant to enjoy his presence when there were too many people around to even think. Not just that but he’d been distant with me recently, refusing to communicate about what was bothering him as usual; he even refused to take me to bed, rambling about some paperwork he had to do like he and I didn't always have paperwork.

    “Apologies, but I’m afraid it's not what I envisioned when you suggested a ‘date’. Usually we go to a private room in The Fall- not into a crowded public area where I can’t even hold your hand without rumors.” I hushed my voice saying ‘date’ to him, eyeing the demons around us who seemed to gawk at two of the most powerful demons in the Devildom at such a childish attraction. It wasn’t that I was per-say ashamed of being with Diavolo, no. But he was expected to marry royalty, and I was expected to support him as a colleague- not a lover. He was my superior, and rumors about me sleeping my way to the top had already wormed their way into gossip magazines left and right no thanks to Mephistopheles. 

    Which was true by no sort- Diavolo had done years and years of persuading to even make me go out to dinner with him as friends. Lord knows how many times he brought me secret flowers and gifts until I even got the hint he wanted to date. He was slower in his courtship than even I had the patience for.

 Dense? Hardly, but I had a tendency to inflate my ego with things like this so much I had convinced myself it was simply my sin at work. That I was confusing his friendship and hospitality for romantic advances because of my vanity.

    “It’s alright. I understand. You must be worried what people will think, I shouldn’t be so careless.” There he went again, seeming overly distant like he was a realm away from me. Spouting vaguely self loathing phrases and acting as if I hadn’t noticed.

    “That’s not- Diavolo I’m not upset with you-” I reached for his hand, but he pulled them up to his chest to nervously pick at his nails. Deliberate or not, it stung.

    I stood there not knowing what to do. I had no idea why he was acting so cold. I looked over at the ferris wheel that me and MC had been on an hour prior. The ride seemed forgotten around all the roller coasters and haunted houses. So barren that a bored attendee picked away at grime covering the start button.

    “Take my hand.” I offered up my gloved palm to him as more of an Order than a request. Diavolo hesitated, but looked into my eyes curiously as he softly took it. Like a dog offering up its paw, I mused. He was always more gentle than needed with me. It was adorable.

    I walked through the crowds towards the machine, not even bothering to give the person standing there a chance to check our passes- though he ceased any complaints as soon as he saw who we were. I gave it a moment for the ride to start, silently sitting next to my lover.

    “Diavolo, are you perhaps angry with me?” I refused to face him as I said it, hand tightening around his as we lifted into the sky slowly. Though really my voice lacked the authority I wish it carried, around him I couldn’t help the soft tone.

“No- Heavens, no! Lucifer there isn't a reason in hell I could be mad at you.” I could vaguely see him panic in my peripheral vision, but his voice was sincere as always.

“Then pray tell why are you acting like this? What are you avoiding? Do you…” I sighed, bracing myself for the worst, “Diavolo, am I not enough for you?” He let out a breathy laugh, letting go of my hands to cup my face towards his.

    “I am the one who is not nearly enough for you, my love. I… I’ve been… thinking recently and I’m worried I’ve- I’ve- forced you to my side, but I can’t bring myself to let go. You are everything I have ever wanted and more. I owe you my dream more than I owe myself. I’m simply afraid you’ll believe- realize- that I’ve wronged you too many ways to count.” He frantically talked, searching my eyes. His hands trembled as he spoke, jittery and scared.

"Don't be idiotic. You've done no such thing, and I feel no such way." I leaned into his palms, earnestly looking back at him. Diavolo was many things, and truthfully an idiot was one. He was prone to over thinking and getting carried away in his own world, which was why I was always here to ground him.

    “But… But Lillith- Bephegor- I’ve done nothing but create issues for you since we met and-”

“Really? Diavolo I forgave you centuries ago for all of that drivel. I chose to enter a pack with you to save Lillith. I hid Belphegor from you instead of talking with you. Yes, my pack binds me to you, but I would choose to stay by your side despite it. You are one of the most amazing, caring, handsome demons I know. I wouldn't leave your side for the world. Is this really what you’ve been fretting over these past few months? The idea that I don’t really want to stay by your side? That I view our whole relationship as an obligation I owe to you? Because by now you should know you are far more to me than that.” I smiled, watching as his eyes shied away from mine in embarrassment. I couldn’t help but chuckle lightly as I hit the nail on the head.

    “I admit, yes, I have been assuming things. Next time… I will talk to you if I have doubts. It was unfair of me to try to distance myself, and I apologize for hurting you.”

I smirked, grabbing his chin softly, pressing my lips against his. Diavolo melted into our kiss, the familiar taste of honey and camomile sweetly gracing my tongue. Oh how I missed his kisses.

    “What do you say we get out of here, hm? Perhaps we could head back to your place and you could make this up to me? I’ve been rather lonely, you know. A hand down my pants isn't quite enough as of late.” I smirked as I pulled away, leaving him flustered beyond words.

    “I suppose it’s only fair that I should fulfill your every whim tonight.”

    “Then ‘fulfill’ me, Diavolo.”

Guess who's back?? Every half a year I return like Mariah Carey when Christmas starts

I got back into OM recently so here we are smh

Sorry if the writing is bad I kinda. Didn't edit sooooooooooooo