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

💓 Stolen Clothes 💓

Context: Solomon's jacket has been stolen. Who took it, he wonders. 

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Solomon let out an exasperated sigh when his jacket was nowhere to be seen. Just where had it gone?! He could've sworn that last night he'd placed it on a chair in his room. Now it was just completely gone!

"Hey, Simeon!" Solomon called out to the angel. Simeon came to Solomon's room.

"Yes?" Simeon queried. Solomon ran his slender fingers through his white locks as he asked Simeon, "Have you seen my jacket anywhere? I swear I left it here last night before heading out and now it's gone." Simeon shook his head immediately.

"Unfortunately, I do not know of its whereabouts. However, if I do find it, I'll be sure to give you a shout." Solomon gave Simeon a small, appreciative smile.

"Thank you." With that, Simeon left his room. Solomon fell back onto the soft covers of his bed. He got out his D.D.D. and just stared intently at it. He had gotten numerous messages from (M|n) last night that he had yet to read.

He felt guilty for not always having the time to reply to his lover. Yes, lover. The two had just recently become a couple after discovering that they had feelings for each other. But unfortunately, ever since they got together, they hardly had time to actually spend alone together.

This was due to the fact that Solomon had a lot of things to deal with at the moment. (M|n) thankfully was very understanding, but he really did want to spend some time alone with (M|n) at some point. He hoped that this witch business of his would quickly resolve itself.

This one particular witch wouldn't leave him be. She wanted to make a deal with him, but Solomon knew how conniving she was. So, he made sure to keep away from (M|n) to ensure that she didn't know that (M|n) was his weakness.

If she found out they were in a relationship, she may use the human as bait to get Solomon to do whatever she pleased.

Solomon rolled onto his side and finally read the messages that had been sent to him so long ago. (M|n) sounded so lonely. . .

(M|n): Solomon, are you there?

(M|n): I thought that maybe we could chat? I had a nightmare and I can't sleep. . .

(M|n): I'm sorry for disturbing you, you must not be available right now. Will you please reply to these messages once you get them?. . .

(M|n): Goodnight, Solomon.

Solomon frowned. He finally messaged the male back after all the wait.

monSOLO: Apologies I didn't read these messages earlier. I wish I could've been there with you, but I had some business with those witch friends of mine. I promise that next time, I'll be there for you. Hopefully, I'll see you in school?

Unlike Solomon, (M|n) messaged back in almost an instant.

(M|n): Gladly. It'll be great to see your face.

Solomon couldn't help but smile at that. He rose from his bed, the messages from (M|n) giving back the energy that he'd momentarily lost. He stretched and decided to change his clothes. However, when he searched in his wardrobe, he realised that not just his jacket was missing. Some other items of clothing were missing too!

What the heck was going on?! Was there a thief in Purgatory Hall?!

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Solomon worked diligently during his lesson. He actually hadn't seen (M|n). . . Even if he did ask him whether he'd see him in school. He was too busy focusing on his Devildom studies and ensuring that nothing messy occurred between him and these witch friends of his.