I Love You Help OM

I Love You! Help!

Prompt: You finally confess to him but in a unqiue way.

Gender: gn!Reader

Prologue:

He was quietly sitting in his room when you flung the door open and ran in.

“HELP ME! I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU!”

Lucifer rested his elbow on the armrest of the sofa chair and pressed his chin on the back of his fingers. “And how exactly would you like me to help you?”
“Uh…I just…that’s not what you were supposed to say,” you mumbled and covered your cheeks.
“My dear, are you certain you wish to be with me? I am the devil, after all,” he smirked and waited for your reaction.
“Luci, stop teasing me and say it already!” You curled your fists and puffed your cheeks.
“Say, what?”
Lucifer watched you turn around and storm out of his room in amusement. After you left, his expressions softened as he whispered, “I love you too.”

Mammon hopped to his feet and ran towards you. “What are ya screamin’ for? Did ya get into trouble with Lucifer? Wait, what did you say?”
You averted your eyes shyly as your cheeks turned red. “You heard me…”
A gentle smile found its way on his lips as his red cheeks got brighter. “Of course, you love me…I’m Mammon the Great, after all.”
The Avatar of Greed walked towards the sofa and returned with a red rose, “Happy White Day. I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I got ya this. I…love ya too. Don’t say those words to any of my brother, ‘kay? They are only for me.”

Levi jumped in a panic and stepped back only to trip on a few cables behind him.
“Levi, are you alright?” You asked, covering your mouth.
“Y-Yeah. Normie, why are you screaming? You sound like a character at level 1 who came face-to-face with the final boss.” He stopped up slowly and glanced at you with wide eyes, “You said ‘help’. Is someone trying to hurt you?”
“N-No, um…is that all you heard?” You asked disappointed.
“Y-Yeah, did you say anything else?” He averted his eyes, “S-Sorry…”
“It’s fine,” you forced a smile and walked out of his room.
Levi returned to his computer and started playing his games but paused a few minutes later. “Wait…did they just say…they l-love me?”

Satan nearly donned his demon form when he heard the words ‘help me’. He thought someone was trying to hurt you, and he was ready to rip that demon apart.
“Did I hear you correctly?” He asked with a half-teasing smile. “Are you sure you want to take the risk of loving me?”
You titled your head at his puzzling words. “Risk?”
“Yes, I have horns, after all.” Satan smirked, “Also out of all my brothers, I bite the hardest.”
You blushed deeply and mumbled, “If I say I don’t care, then?”
“Then,” he smiled, “I will say that I love you too.”

“Sweetie, are you trying to make my heart fail?” He exhaled before smiling, “Of course, you love me! Everyone does, and I love you too, my dear~.”
You quietly stared at him unsure whether he confessed or casually said he loves you.
“What’s with that look?” Asmo asked, surprised by your reaction. He moved closer to you and took hold of both your hands, “Sweetie, I am the Avatar of Lust, so loving everyone is natural for me. My words may not hold meaning for that reason, but I do love you.”
Asmo pecked your cheek softly and rested his forehead against yours. “You are very special to me.”

Beel froze for a second, but when he processed your words, he smiled. “I love you too.”
“You…do?”
“Yes! I love you, Belphie, and food,” he innocently replied with a grin.
“N-No, Beel…I mean I love you as more than a friend,” you chuckled.
The Avatar of Gluttony nodded, “I do too.”
You stared at him blankly for a little while and sighed, “Beel, I can’t even get mad at you…”
“Why you get mad at me?” He asked seriously, “Did I do something to hurt you?”
“Beel…,” you slapped your palm on your forehead, “You know what, never mind. Say, would you like me to cook for you?”
An ear-to-ear grin appeared on his lips as he eagerly nodded. He walked up to you and kissed your cheek, “You are the best!”

Belphie opened his eyes slightly and mumbled groggily, “I see.”
“I see?” The corners of your lips turned down, “Is that all you have to say?”
“Wanna nap with me?” He asked, patting the area next to him on his bed.
“Belphie! Nevermind, then,” you turned on your heels and walked out.
“Okay,” the Avatar of Sloth closed his eyes again. Moments later, Belphie’s eyes shot open once again, “Did they just say they love me? Hm…I think they may be mad at me. Guess I’ll have to nap longer to gather more strength to make it up to them later.”
Even after he fell asleep, his smile never left his lips.

Diavolo jumped up from his chair and hurried to you. “Are you alright? Is someone attempting to hurt you?”
Realizing that he may have missed your confessions, you shook your head and averted your eyes. “I…nevermind.”
Right as you turn around to leave, Diavolo pulls you into a warm hug. “Please repeat what you said. I would like to hear it again.”
“I…l-love you,” you whispered in his muscular chest.
“(Y/N), you have made me the happiest demon alive!” Diavolo easily picked you up by the waist and twirled you around.

Barbatos calmed glanced at you and smiled, “Hello, (Y/N). Would you like to join me for afternoon tea and cake?”
You furrowed your brows and blinked, “Did…you hear what I said?”
“Yes, I did. How would you like me to help you?” He chuckled and poured you a cup of tea.
“Barbatos!” You crossed your arms and pouted, “I don’t want tea.”
“Then what would you like? A kiss?” He questioned in a teasing voice.
“Why would you kiss me?” You shot back at him, still unhappy about his lackluster reaction to your confession.
“For the reason that I love you too,” he whispered in a soft tone.

Simeon placed his hand on his chest and stared at you with wide eyes for a moment.
“W-What’s did you say, (Y/N)?” He asked and took in a deep breath to calm his pounding heart.
“I-I am in love…with you.” Your once boisterous voice had now turned into a murmur.
“I see…,” he chuckled as light red spread across his cheeks. Simeon rose to his feet and handed you a white Casablanca lily.
“Happy White Day, my dear.” He pressed his lips on the back of your hand and whispered, “I love you too.”

Solomon shifted his eyes from the book in hand to you and smiled, “Took you long enough to confess.”
“Is…that all you have to say to me?” You asked, your shoulders sinking a little.
“What else would you like me to say? ‘Happy White Day. I love you too’?” He playfully asked, tilting his head to one side.
“Ah, you are impossible,” you fumed and stomped back to your room.
When you stepped inside, your entire room was decorated with roses. In the middle of the room, floated magical glowing letters, spelling out ‘Happy White Day. I love you too.’