Identity V x Reader

Mike x Reader (fluff)

I made something.
Demon Mike, y'all!

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"So… you want me to believe that you are… a demon." You looked up and down at the tall, thin man with blonde, messy hair, and cute freckles.

"Yes. Don't make me show my wing." His high pitched voice made it even more difficult to believe it.

"Alright. That's really funny, but I have better things to do." You gave him a sympathetic smile before going back to your work.

"Okay." You heard him sigh, and suddenly there was a shadow looming over you. You looked up and almost fainted at the sight of his black wings. Trying to remain calm, you approached him and analyzed his body. They weren't fake wings.

"H-How is that possible?" Your eyes were wide open, your jaw on the floor.

"I came here for a reason." His wings disappeared right in front of your eyes and he looked at you, smiling. "Being a demon is pretty lonely, you know." His hand touched your chin, slowly moving to your cheek.

"Don't touch me." You stepped back as he continued walking towards you.

"You don't need to be scared, I won't hurt you." At this point, you couldn't say if his smile was pure or devilish, but it was certainly hypnotizing. "I have been watching you for some time…" He cornered you, putting his arms on each side of your body. You were so frightened that your voice didn't come out. "I don't know why, but you got my attention. I didn't know a human could be so interesting." His whispers in your ear made your legs weak.

He was attractive and that was something you couldn't deny, but he was a demon, you had to pull yourself together.

"W-What do you want? I'll do anything, but please don't kill me." You pleaded.

"Anything?" He smirked. "Don't worry, I would never do anything inappropriate without your consent."

"Then… What do you want from me?"

"I want to go on a… date with you."

"What?!"

"That's how humans get to know each other, right?" He tilted his head. All the fear you felt suddenly vanished.

"It is, but why me?"

"I don't know, I just… sense that it's you."

Maybe you would never understand why that demon chose you, but it wasn't like you hated it. Being friends with a demon was a peculiar and interesting experience, with lots and lots of pickup lines and awkward moments.

"Are we in hell?" Mike was on top of you for some reason you didn't recall.

"No, we are at the supermarket and everyone is looking at us."

"Cause your touch is setting me on fire." He winked.

"There are kids here, Mike!" You scolded him, smacking his chest. "And we need to buy vegetables, so get off of me."

"Not without a kiss."

"Mike Morton, we are literally in the middle of the supermarket, lying on the ground." You felt a lot of gazes on you.

"Is that embarrassing for you?" He finally got up.

"Yeah, very embarrassing."

"I can't promise that I won't do it anymore. You look really cute when you are flustered." He cupped your face, kissing your forehead.

When you went back home that day, Mike didn't stop joking around and telling you about how it was funny to make you blush. He wouldn't stop hugging you unexpectedly, kissing your cheek, and patting your hair. He was a clingy demon.