Obey Me Imagines

Secret Kitten (Satan Imagine)

    You were walking along, not paying too much attention, when you heard a noise. Instantly, you were alarmed, noticing that it sounded like something was in pain. The soft cry sounded again, and you gently walked, trying to find the source.
     You moved and you saw a tiny little ball of fur, curled up on the ground. The fuzzy grey thing moved its head and you saw that it was a kitten. It was pretty young, and when it shifted, you saw it had a hurt paw. Your heart melted at the thought of the poor little creature in pain. 
     "Lucifer is gonna kill me," you whispered, debating what you should do. With a sigh and some caution, you gently approached the cat. Carefully, you picked the tiny animal up and cradled it close to you. You gently tucked the kitten into your jacket and held it against you and you headed back towards the House of Lamentation.
    You slipped in through the front door, carefully closing it behind you. Quietly, you went to walk and make your way towards your room.
    "(Y/N)," a voice stated from behind you, causing you to jump. You clutched the kitten close to you and you slowly turned to see who it was that called you. You were greeted by the sight of Lucifer, the demon towering over you, a small smirk on his face. "What do we have here?" he asked, gesturing to your jacket.
    "I don't have anything," you lied, holding on tighter to the kitten.
     "I know you're lying," he replied, leaning forward to see what you were hiding. You moved away, and he glared at you.
    "(Y/N)," he repeated, more sternly this time. You sighed, gently moving to show him the new-found creature. He took one look and he sighed, moving to pinch the bridge of his nose between his fingers.
     "Lucifer, please, can I keep it? The kitten has a hurt paw and it needs help to heal! And I didn't see its mother, so someone has to take care of it! Please, please, please?" you pleaded with him. He heaved another sigh, before he made direct eye contact with you.
     "Fine. But it better not cause any trouble and I shouldn't see your grades dropping."
     "Thank you!" you ran up and hugged him, startling him for a moment, before you ran up to your room, making sure the other brothers wouldn't see you. You held the tiny kitten in your hands, moving it to be eye level with you.
     "First, I'm going to give you a bath. Then, I'm going to take a look at your paw and see what I can do."
    You went to your sink and you ran some warm water and gently placed the tiny little kitten in it. You used your hand soap and gave him a good cleaning.
     "Hmmmm, I think I'll name you... Toby," you decided, looking at the cute little creature in front of you. Just then, Toby let out a tiny purr and then his name was decided.
      After you dried him off, you checked and found a first aid kit. You used the alcohol to clean the wound and then wrapped it up in a bandage.
     You went and sat in a chair, holding Toby and petting his head. He seemed to be falling asleep and was making the cutest noises. You realized that you were going to need some supplies, but you didn't want to leave Toby. So you grabbed your D. D. D. and texted the only person you could think to text.
     "Satan, can you grab some things from the store for me? I'll pay you back later," your message to him read. You sent it and waited. Not too long after, a reply came in.
     "Sure, what do you need?"
      "A litter box, cat litter, cat food, a food bowl and a water bowl, a baby bottle, and a few cat toys."
      "Okay. Is there a certain reason?" he asked.
     "It's for a research project," you lied. He texted and said that he was on his way to the store and he would have your items soon. You put the device to the side and you went back to focusing on Toby. He was just so cute as he was sleeping, and you felt your heart melting at the cuteness of him.
     Satan came by later, knocking at your door. Gently, you moved Toby off of your lap and set him down on the chair, checking to see that he would be okay before you walked to the door. You opened it and saw Satan with a big box full of the things you had asked for.
     "Thanks, Satan!" you thanked him, reaching for the box. "Tell me how much it was so I can pay you." He told you the price and you grabbed your wallet, counting out the Grimm.
     "What is all this for again?" he asked, looking at you suspiciously.
      "A research project," you said, hoping he wouldn't press the subject further.
      "For what class?" The look on his face already told you that he knew you were lying. With a sigh, you looked him directly in the eyes.
      "Promise not to tell anyone? Once the rest of the brothers find out, they would never leave my room again." He nodded and you ushered him into your room, shutting the door and walking to scoop up Toby. You walked back over to Satan, holding the tiny kitten in your hands.
     "Meet Toby," you said softly, watching his face light up with excitement. "I found him on my way home today, hiding in some bushes with a hurt paw. I just barely convinced Lucifer to let me keep him." Satan stayed quiet for a moment before he looked up at you.
     "Can I hold him?" he asked, and you nodded. You gently made the transfer of Toby from your hands to Satan's and you watched his face soften as he held the tiny kitten.
     "You have to help cover for me. If Mammon found out, he might try to sell him, Beel might try to eat him, Belphie might squish him in his sleep, etcetera etcetera. Will you help me keep him a secret?"
      And so you and Satan were now partners in crime, keeping this cat a secret from the rest of the House of Lamentation. You would rush back to your room after your day at R.A.D., trying to hide the fact you had a kitten in your school bag. You were always hurrying back to your room, trying to make sure you could take care of Toby, and Satan would help make your excuses go by smoother. But he was getting tired of it. It felt like you barely spent time with him when he was completing for your attention with his other brothers, but now he had to compete with a cat, too? He was getting more broody by the day, not getting to spend his time with you.
     "Alright guys, I've got some homework to do. See you tomorrow!" you said as you excused yourself from dinner. Satan scowled as you left, clearly upset to see you go.
     "Somebody seems awfully upset that (Y/N) is leaving," Asmo remarked, leaning closer to Satan. "What is it that they say? I hate to see you go but I love to watch you walk away?" he teased.
      "Watch it, Asmo," Satan warned, turning his attention to his meal.
     "I'm just saying, it seems like you really miss her," he trailed, going back to whatever the conversation had been before you left.
      Satan was not focused on that, but he was paying attention to what Asmo had said. It wasn't that he missed you, was it?
      The question tormented Satan for the rest of the night. Why was he so bothered that you weren't spending time with him? Did he really miss you? If he did miss you, did you miss spending time with him, too? He groaned as he realized there was only one thing he could do to solve his problem.
       He looked out in the hallway, making sure the coast was clear, before he quietly made his way to find your room. He made it to the doors and as knocked, hiding his hands behind his back. You opened the door just a little, and smiled when you saw him standing there.
      "Hey, Satan!" you greeted him. "What's up?"
      "Can I come in?" he asked, crossing his fingers and hoping you would say yes.
     "Well, actually, I'm a little busy right now," you explained, and his face dropped.
      "Wait a second," he interjected. He moved his hands from behind his back and placed a pair of cat ears on his head. "Can I come in now?"
     You chuckled, definitely confused about what was happening. "Why would you need cat ears?" He sighed before explaining.
     "Well, you'd been spending so much time with the cat, and you hadn't been spending any time with me, so I figured if I looked like a cat, you might spend some time with me." His gaze dropped to the floor and he ran a hand through his hair. "And I missed you."
      You opened the door all the way, pulling Satan in for a hug. His cheeks flushed pink but he relaxed into your hold, hugging you back before you pulled away.
     "I'm sorry! I didn't know that was how you felt." You looked up at him, a smile coming to your face. "Did you want to help me feed Toby?" He nodded enthusiastically and you took him over to Toby's area.
     Satan stayed in your room for awhile, the two of you playing with the cat and just catching up. Eventually, Satan looked at the clock and noticed the time.
     "It's getting late and we have school tomorrow, so I should get going," he noted. He stood up and walked over to your door. "Goodnight, (Y/N)," he said, giving you a wave.
     "Goodnight, Satan," you replied, and he walked out of your room. You waited a second, before you stood up and you went after him. "Wait a second!" He stopped and he turned around to look at you. You double checked the hall, seeing that no one was there, and you walked closer to Satan.
      "You are definitely the person I want to be spending my time with," you whispered. You leaned up and you gently placed a kiss on his cheek, smiling when you moved away. "See you tomorrow!" With that, you walked back to your room and closed the door.
      Satan gently brought his hand up and touched the spot where you kissed him, a huge smile coming to his face.
     "See you tomorrow," he repeated quietly, going to walk to his room.