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Dress complications~Lucifer x tomboy reader

Lucifer looked everywhere for you. It was no use, it was a few hours before Lord Diavolo's birthday party. Of course, Lucifer would be searching for you. He had his own search team to go find you, as for you. You were very comfortable in Levi's room watching a new episode of Konosuba.

For Lucifer, he had no clue you were holed up with Levi as Levi himself wasn't apart of the search team because no one could find him either. They somehow didn't think to check Levi's room. You sink deeper into the pillow, glancing at the time numerous times.

Both of you didn't even know that they were looking for you.

"We're gonna have to stop soon Y/N, we gotta go get dressed," says Levi, holding the remote in his hands.

That's when it hit you, what in Devildom were you going to wear?! You were a girl who was definitely not a girly type. Your preferences veered off to wear pants and hoodies, you didn't really like frills, skirts or anything that fit in that category. You just didn't like it. 

And this was Lord Diavolo's birthday party we were talking about, you had to look proper. You couldn't just rock up to his party looking like you just woke up. Surely Asmodeus could help.

You abruptly stood up and rushed out of the door. Levi frantically hopped up to his feet.

"What's wrong?!" You were already outside his door, jogging on the spot ready to run off.

"I'll catch you later, thanks for the 15  episode marathon Levi, I'm going to go see what I'm going to wear!"

Waving him goodbye you made your way to the Avatar of Lust's room, thankfully he was still in his room available. He was rummaging through his closet as you bolted inside. Levi sighed and waved from the entrance of his room.

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"What about this one?"

"No,"

"This one?"

"Noooo,"

"Surely this one Y/N,"

"N.O,"

Asmodeus threw the last dress onto his bed right next to me, we had emptied one of his whole wardrobe full of different outfits. He sighed and flicked a piece of hair back. He leaned against his chair and frowned at me concerningly.

"Surely Y/N you could wear something good like a dress, we are going to Lord Diavolo's birthday, not everyone gets invited, dear," 

I flung my back onto Asmodeus's bed, groaning in defeat. 

"I just don't like skirts or dresses Asmo," I sat up on my side. He listened to the rest of my explanation. Asmo glanced at his watch and back at me. For a second he stopped talking. "they're just too...um...much?"

He hummed and held his chin in his hands. He flicked his fingers and his other wardrobe in the furthest corner. How did he have so much space? It opened and he shoved me inside it. The light pastel colours bounced off of the wall vibrantly,  I adjusted my eyes to the light inside the hall.

"There should be something in there dear, I'll be right back,"  says the faint voice of Asmo as I hear the door shut right after. "I have to pick something up,"

I sighed, I had to do this myself. It was hard enough for Asmo of all people who was most fashionable. I slowly made my way inside of the closet it was more like a whole room than just a closet it was that big. I awed at the shoe collection. It was endless.