Obey Me! Characters x Male! Reader • 1 | Closed! |

💚 Fight 💚

Context: Satan and you always get into fights! The reason behind them is so incredibly silly. . .

Request made by: SecretlyPringles

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(M|n) stared wearily at the book in his hands. It was a charred mess. Yet again, he failed Satan. . . He told him that this time he wouldn't ruin something of his yet he went ahead and did this.

It was like there was a string of bad luck constantly following him wherever he went. (M|n)'s extreme clumsiness was the main reason why Satan and he got into a lot of fights.

(M|n) seemed to always cause problems for the demon. He already ruined many of his favourite paintings, favourite books. . . By total accident. His actions never hid ill intentions. He was just extremely clumsy.

He accidentally stepped on a few of Satan's books when he entered his bedroom a month back and that resulted in the blonde shifting angrily into his demon form and then they didn't talk for weeks.

He'd also spilled tea on Satan's lap plenty of times. He always felt bad about what he did. . . It was never, ever intentional. Satan, however, took his behaviour the entirely wrong way and believed that he absolutely hated him and that he was out to get him. Despite their issues, he still lent him books, and helped him with his RAD schoolwork.

It made (M|n)'s mind all muddled. He didn't know anymore whether he liked Satan or not. He'd harboured feelings for him for quite some time, but how could he express them when they were always at conflict with each other?

The book he'd been lent had fallen into the fireplace in the common room. (M|n) obviously hadn't meant to drop it in there. He just felt cold, so he was sitting near the fire for warmth as he read the book. This just had to be the time that Levi came to him with some news about TSL. (M|n) had been so startled by Leviathan's presence that he dropped the book into the fire.

Leviathan fled the moment he realised what had happened, and (M|n) actually put his hands into the flames just to retrieve the book. He'd been left with first-degree burns and a charred book. (M|n) could already see Satan shouting at him for what he'd done.

Satan always held the belief that (M|n) was doing this all on purpose. He wished that he didn't. Despite his doubts, (M|n) liked the demon all the same. He just wanted Satan to understand that overall, (M|n) was just a clumsy oaf and that he would never intentionally attempt to hurt Satan and destroy the things he loved.

(M|n) held the book closely to his chest before slowing rising from his bed. His heart was thumping madly in his chest. The reason their arguments got so heated was because (M|n) always ended up berating Satan for lending him things in the first place, or inviting him into his room.

He never meant what he said. . . He just got really angry and said the first thing that came to mind without really thinking about it. The brothers all became weary when they saw (M|n) going over to Satan's room.

They all knew what was most likely to occur between them. Nervously, he made his way down the hallway. His hands began to tremble as he closed the distance between him and Satan's door.

After what seemed like forever, he finally came to a stop in front of Satan's bedroom door. He stood there for quite some time, not knowing whether he should knock or not. Though he didn't really need to think about it since Satan opened the door before he could even attempt to knock.

They had been so close when the door opened. Their noses almost touched. (M|n) wanted to be friends with Satan. That's all he wanted. They had the exact same interests and hobbies. Everything would've been fine. . . If it weren't for his clumsy, stupid nature.