My Inner Demons ~ Oneshots & Preferences

🤍~All Together~🤍

Daemos x Reader

Relationship: Crush (but also kinda platonic)

Setting: Your Apartment

Second Person PoV

(Y/n) - Your name

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        It had been a few months since the Daemos had made the decision to stay with you. They've had time to better adapt to Earth and it's functions, but they still have yet to pronounce it properly. You forgot what it was like to live on your own, their presence was irreplaceable. You loved them with everything you had and it was undeniable. And the little moments you spent with them made it all the sweeter.

        You peacefully awoke one morning to sunbeams streaming through your window, surprisingly not one of the Daemos asking you if you could all go out or why you were still in bed by the afternoon. Part of it was almost disappointing, as you enjoyed waking up and being able to laugh and smile. You swung your legs out of bed, glancing at your alarm clock. It was still morning, not too early and not too late. Perfect. The scent of something sweet caught your attention as you dragged yourself from your bedroom.

        You opened the door and scanned over the living room and kitchen. Rhys was focused on cooking waffles in the kitchen, a food that you had taught them about two months prior and haven't had since. He must have had found a recipe.

        Asch, Leif, and Noi were buried in a pile of blankets in the living room, eyes entranced by Socky the Sock Puppet on the television. Asch and Leif were on opposite ends of the couch while Noi is cross-legged on the floor. They look reminiscent of children on Christmas morning after unwrapping presents, watching some kind of special on T.V.

        Pierce was at the dining room table, also watching Socky but not wanting to get caught up in the inevitable wars between Leif and Asch. He was the first to notice you.

        "Good morning, (Y/n)." He greets you, quietly, though still catching the attention of the others. They all turn to you and the attentiveness from them makes your face flush.

        "Are you alright, (Y/n)?" Rhys questions, calmly.

        "Gods, don't tell me you got sick again." Asch whines.

        Noi tenses up at that, jumping up from his seat on the floor and running to you. "Please don't die again, (Y/n)!" His arms snake around you and he hugs you to his chest, protectively. This, of course, only makes your red face get redder.

        "Hands off, Noi!" Leif calls out, standing up from the couch. "I wanna be the one to court (Y/n)!"

        Oh God, this again...

        "No! If anyone is going to court them, it's going to be me!" Asch exclaims.

        You look over to Pierce and Rhys for assistance, but Rhys seems to be caught up in his recipe and Pierce is just watching to make sure they don't tear each or you apart.

        Leif phases over to you and Noi, pulling you into his own arms, carrying you over his shoulder. Like a sack of potatoes. How romantic...

        Pierce eventually walks over, dragging you from Leif's arms, carrying you bridal style instead. You cover your blushing face with your hands, shyly peaking out at the Daemos through the gaps between your fingers. You feel Pierce bringing you somewhere and when you uncover your eyes, your on the couch, seated between his legs with your back against his chest. He pats your head, causing you to hum happily.

        "No fair!" Noi whines. He lies down on the couch, resting his head on your stomach, staring up at you, fondly. You smile, running your fingers through his light ginger locks affectionately and watching as he nuzzles his face against you.

        Asch grumbles, sitting on the floor in front of you, his onyx eyes practically begging you for attention. You move your other hand to one of his, gently caressing it with your thumb. He leans on you, burying his reddening face against your arm.

        And Leif, starting to get jealous, climbs over Noi and leans over your face. He smirks, placing a peck on your nose and watching as your face continues to grow impossibly redder. His arms rest on Noi's head and he leans his face against yours, so that your noses and foreheads are touching.

        And finally Rhys walks over, placing a few plates of waffles on the coffee table for the group. Then he leans over Pierce's shoulders and places a quick kiss on your cheek. "Good morning, (Y/n)." He hums.

        In the moment, you felt so happy, so welcomed. You found yourself laughing from the sheer joy, surrounded by the boys. You really did love them. Even though they were idiots sometimes, they were your idiots. And you wouldn't trade that for the world...