"A Violet Cough" Lucifer x Diavolo Obey Me

Part 1

Lucifer put on a smile as Lord Diavolo kissed his now wife and the audience cheered. As his best man, it was his duty to look happy for his lord. It was his duty to look as if he approved. It was his duty to look as if he didn't mind that his friend and crush of hundreds of years married someone else. It was is duty to let go of him.

He looked over to Mammon and his brothers as they went to congratulate the couple. He looked over at the first human exchange student who was mingling with the invited angels. He finally looked at his lord, who laughed with his wife at something Beel had said. He collected himself and went to congratulate the couple with his brothers. He had to do his duties as Diavolo's right hand man.

A couple weeks later, he sat at his desk working on another teacher's complaint on Asmodeus' behavior towards a student during class. He would have to lecture him about it again at dinner soon. Diavolo would not be happy that it kept some students on edge.

Overcome with an urge to cough, he covered his mouth with a cloth that he kept with him at all times. He had been coughing consistently ever since the wedding, which was about a week ago. I probably caught something while I was there, he thought. Absolutely everyone was there.

When he went to put the cloth down, he heard a small crunch. He opened the silky fabric to see a small, purple petal. "What the-" he said audibly. He held his head on his hands as he racked his brain to what this could mean. It's obviously not a cold anymore. He doesn't have a flower on his desk at the moment. His breathing hitched at the one answer left. He had Hanahaki disease.

He pinched the bridge of his nose at the thought. The Avatar of Pride, the Vice-president of RAD, one of the most feared demons in all the Devildom, had succumbed to a flower disease. And of all the people it had to be over Diavolo.

He soon learned that the more he thought about him, the more petals escaped him. He could distract himself with work. He always had a one-track mind when it came to his work. It had to be perfect for... him. The petal he coughed up the other day belonged to a violet. A flower meaning loyalty and devotion. At least he knew it wasn't some weak flower meaning love or purity. That would just add insult to injury.

He bought some of those flowers so any lose petals wouldn't raise any suspicion. He was a solitary man before so hiding his ailment was an easy task. At least, from his brothers. He still saw his lord most days to receive more paperwork or to schedule a meeting for him. He made sure the visits were short and professional. Diavolo only noticed the rise in professionalism, but that was common when his brothers were riling him up.

This worked for a few more days until he was having multiple coughing fits a day. He asked Barabatos to send him his paperwork and started to schedule meetings over the phone. He stayed in his office unless he was taking food to his room. His conversations usually looked like this:

"Hey why don't you stay and eat for once?" Levi asked. "If I'm supposed to eat down here then you are to, right?"

"I'm busy." His answers were brief. Anything longer and the flowers might spill out of him.

"Aww come on man, Diavolo's work can't be this important. It's not the beginning of the school year so there's no humans to deal with so-" Mammon is cut off by Lucifer's quick and silent exit. Lucifer practically runs when he's out if sight to get out of ear shot to break down into a coughing fit. He berates himself in his head for ending yet another conversation with such an exit. Any mention of the causer of his ailment threw him into a coughing fit.

Two new flowers entered his lungs. Edelweiss and yellow roses. Edelweiss flowers meant courage and devotion. More devotion, and courage, something he lost a couple weeks ago. And yellow roses, which only spewed out of him whenever he remembered the fact that Diavolo had a loving queen, as they meant jealousy and infidelity.