This book contains things from Obey Me! One master to Rule them all (Shall we Date?)
●contains●
-crack
-fluff
-head cannons
-full on scenarios/fics
-angst
-maybe some sexual themes but not full on smut
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Characters are not mine! The...
Summary••• some good ol fluff with some stuffies and a hongy demon
Warnings: none
gn!mc
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“Just because it looks like a hamburger doesn’t mean you can eat it Beel.”
“But I’m hungry.”
A sigh escapes your mouth as you roughly pull on the hamburger shaped stuffie to release it from the tight grip of the Avatar of Gluttony’s mouth. “C’mon Beel, this was your idea anyways”
A sheepish smile appears on Beel’s lips at your statement. It had been his idea after all.
You were perfectly content with studying for an upcoming exam in the common room when Beel came racing in, mouth full of his most recent snack asking for your help to start a stuffed animal collection.
You had every intention of explaining that you really needed to study. Your last test scores were horrendous and Lucifer made it clear that this time around if you failed you would regret it, but one look in his puppy dog eyes and you couldn’t say no.
Plus a stuffie collection?? How cute of him.
Standing up from your position on the ground you face Beel’s bed looking at the mountain of stuffed animals you’ve managed to collect.
“I think we did pretty good!”
“Hmm no, something is missing” Beel states, standing up next to you. You look up at him in disbelief. There must be close to 20 stuffies here and its not enough?
Beel raises his finger in the air like a lightbulb has gone off in his head “OH I know what it is.”
“Really? What is- ah! Beel what are you doing?” Before you can properly process what is happening Beel leans over scooping you up and lightly plops you down in the middle of the stuffed animals.
“Much better! You're just like a stuffed animal to me. Cute, small and super cuddly. You were my missing piece."
Immediately you can feel your cheeks heating up at that statement, trying to find something to say but all that comes out is a stuttering mess of random words.
Beel couldn’t look happier with himself.
“Don’t move, stay right there. I want to get my DDD to take a photo." He turns away rummaging through the stuff on his dresser looking for his DDD.
You lean back, trying to get your heart to stop beating so fast and give yourself a second to calm down.
How is it even possible that this man is a demon?
A/N: Belphie was totally sleeping under that massive pile of stuffies and you can’t convince me otherwise.
