How Would They Say It? (OM Edition)
Prompt: How would the OM boys and Thirteen react to certain things?
Gender: gn!Reader
A/N: Luke platonic.
You: “Welcome back to the game! Last time, we played this game with the cast of Twisted Wonderland. This time, we have the cast of Obey Me.”
“(Y/n), who are you talking to?” Solomon asked with a raised eyebrow. “Also, what is…Twisted Wonderland?”
“Why…are you calling us the cast of Obey Me? What is Obey Me?” Satan asked curiously.
“Are ya tellin’ us to obey you?” Mammon mumbled, rubbing the back of his head.
“Nothing. Nothing any of you need to worry about. Um…I am talking to…myself?” You nervously laughed but quickly cleared your throat and looked at everyone in front of you. “Anyway. So, the rules of the game are simple. I give you a question, you give me an answer. All you need to do is be yourself. Nothing more, nothing less. Let’s get started. So, the first question is: what is the silliest fear you have? Something funny, not an actual phobia or fear.”
“Wait, Lucifer…you brothers already cause trouble,” you chuckled.
“Precisely. Quite a silly fear, wouldn’t you agree?” The Avatar of Pride responded in an exhausted voice.
“Right. And Mephistopheles, why are you fearful of talking in your sleep? What do you have to hide?” You curiously raised, wiggling your eyebrows. The demon scoffed and averted his eyes from you, but his cheeks were slightly red.
“Barbatos. Thirteen. Who is this mage you speak of?” Solomon innocently asked. Barbatos ignored his question while Thirteen glared at the back of his head.
“Also, Mammon, why fear not wearing pants? I am sure your fans…” You started to say but paused when you realized Luke was in the room. Clearing your throat, you looked down at your cue card. “Anyway, the next question is for everyone except Luke. Say that you were dating me. What sweet nickname name would you call me by? And I literally mean the name of the dessert.”
After hearing all the names of the desserts, Beel’s mouth began to water. “I’m hungry…”
“Me too, Beel. Me too. Thirteen, you look like you want some dessert,” you giggled. “I know I do.”
The grim reaper chuckled and nodded, “I could use some. Luke, think you can make something after this?”
He smiled widely and nodded frantically. Grinning widely, you quickly said, “Since dessert awaits, I will cut this short. So, only one more question. What do you like the most about me? One word answer only!”
“Cheeks? Why my cheeks, Solomon?”
A part of you didn’t want the answer to the question, but you were too curious. The sorcerer chuckled, “I like pinching them and annoying you.”
Sighing, you shook your head, not expecting anything else from him. But Thirteen’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts. “Dessert time! Let’s go. Let’s go!”