Obey Me! MC's Adventures in the Devildom

The ASMR

Asmodeus x fem. Reader

"So, should I do it?" Asmo asked.

We all sat at the table, eating dinner.

Lucifer sighs. "What would you get from doing an asmr.....or whatever that is, Asmo?"

"I don't want anything! I'm just so sure that my listeners would want to hear my voice!"

"Of course." Lucifer facepalms.

"I don't really care what you do." Satan says next, standing up to leave the table.

"Me neither." Levi says.

"Eh, I don't give a damn." Mammon said, chewing.

"Aw, come on!" Asmo whines. "What about you guys?" Asmo looks at me, Beel, and Belphie.

Belphie shrugs, and Beel continues to eat.

"Eh.....?" Asmo frowns. "What about you, Y/n?"

Ah, yes. The opinion that's supposed to change everything.

I sigh. "Sure, do what you want."

"Yay! Y/n, you're the best!" Asmo runs out of the room, giggling.

I sigh, standing up to leave the table.
I start to wash the dishes, my head throbbing in pain.

"Nngghhh." I groan, tilting my head to the side a bit.

I sigh again.

"What's the matter, Y/n?" Lucifer comes and wraps his arms around my waist, leaning down to rest his head on my right shoulder.

"Do you need a hug?" He asks.

"No, I have a migraine."

"Migraine, huh?" Lucifer straightens himself, patting my head before he leaves.

I hear Lucifer say something to his brothers before coming back.

"Let me do that." He says, standing behind me to take the sponge from my hands in the sink.

"I know how you get when you have a headache. You should go rest."

"No, Lucifer, I'm fine." Lucifer continues to wash the dishes with my hands, and I sigh.

"C'mon, Lucifer. You have things to do as well. You should be the one resting."

Lucifer chuckles. "Rest?"

I sigh again.

"Seriously, Y/n. go rest."

"Y/n?" Asmo asks. "Let me in!"

"No!"

"I'm coming in!"

Asmo opens the my bedroom door as I grip my covers in anger.
I poke my head just a bit from under the covers.

"Aww, you look like a grumpy child." Asmo says, sitting beside me on my bed.

"So, do you want to listen to it?"

"To what?" I grumble unhappily, shifting under the covers.

"My asmr, of course!" Asmo cheers, and I hide under my covers again.
"C'mon, Y/n. Maybe it'll get rid of your headache....."

"You know what? It's gone, Asmo. My headache's gone."

"Don't lie to me. Even if it was gone, you're still going to listen to my asmr."

Asmo produces a pair of headphones from behind his back.
I almost wrinkle up at the sight of them. Pink.
Everywhere.
With glitter on them.
I almost make a snide comment about the look, but I don't say anything as Asmo slips the headphones over my ears.
There was silence....
then, Asmo started to talk.
Asmo gave me a inquiring thumbs- up, and I held up a finger.
I hadn't even began to listen.
I let myself relax, as I got into a sitting position next to Asmo.
We sat on the edge of my bed, and I held a pillow in my lap.