The Jesters Prize~ Fizzarolli x Male reader x Asmodeus

~Ozzies~

Your eyes slowly blinked open and you sat up and found yourself in your bed with a splitting headache and you couldn't remember how you got here and what happened last night before your performance

"Ouch... What the hell happened" you scratched the side of your head and yawned and swung your legs out of the bed feeling the warmth leave you

"What happened last night..." you spotted a bottle of water that was sitting on your kitchens island and slowly made your way over to it

You put your hands on the marble island and spotted a note next to the bottle and two small orangish pills next to it

You looked at the note and it read "You probably have a bad headache right now, and feel like shit. Here's a few ibuprofen to help you get through the night. Come right to my room as soon as possible

Asmodeus~

You looked at the note confused on how he knew what you were feeling right now, but how he managed to even get the note in your room without waking you

You yawned and popped one of the pills in your mouth and opened the water bottle and poured some water in your mouth and swallowed and did the same with the second one

You put the water bottle in the fridge and walked back over to your bed where you found your phone sitting face down on your nightstand, plugged into a charger

You flipped it over and your face dropped when you saw the time

"Fuck it's 11pm" you mumbled to yourself and realized that your shift started in 3 hours
(Guys I don't even remember when I have the whole thing starting, someone tell me, and I'll change it)

You got ready for work, but you realized that your work outfit was in your closet

"Did someone undress me last night?!" You try and remember events from yesterday but have no success

You throw on your work outfit and wear  a hoodie and sweatpants over it and make your out your door and to Asmodeus's room

You knock on his gigantic door 3 times and wait patiently outside, messing around on your phone and looking at various social medias

You came across a post about your performance from yesterday which was a video of your routine from yesterday and you clicked the comments and saw various demons talking about who were you, and you were their favorites, while others were talking about how they would to spend some special time with you

You shut off your phone with mixed emotions, some, happy that people liked you and would look forward to seeing you again, and some a little disgusted at the thought at what these demons would do to you

"That's just part of the job (y/n)" Your eyes traveled way up to meet Asmodeus's neon greeish yellow ones and you smile at him

You realized he didn't have a shirt on showing off his chest that had a tuff of hair which you supposed was chest hair your eyes traveled farther

"Ah ah ah, eyes up here (y/n)~ I just got out of the shower, Guess you caught me at a bad time huh? Why don't you come on in and sit down and I'll come talk to you once I'm fully clothed" You blushed and he pushed the door open to you and pointed to a couch that you walked over and sat on waited for Asmodeus to come back out from his room

You Heard heavy foot steps behind you and turned to see Asmodeus towering over you

"I'd like to talk about yesterday's performance, and what happened after" He cleared his throat

"I'd like to start with the good. Amazing performance yesterday, I'm sure you've already noticed you were a hit from the media. I'm proud of you" You blush and mumble a thank you