"(M/n) wake up! Someone left you a temporary gift!"

You squinted, looking up at the ceiling.

Having been rudely woken up by the loud banging on your door was certainly not welcomed.

"What does temporary gift mean?! Do I give it back?!" You yelled out in irritation. Your sibling sighed. "Aki left you something. I have somewhere to go, so go tend to it now!"

"Tend to...a gift?" You muttered to yourself as you sat up, dismissing any lingering drowsiness. Your sibling's footsteps grew fainter as they left shortly.

Strange.

Groggily making your way downstairs, you saw a dual colored cage, scuffling heard inside. You furrowed your brows. "Wait..."

You could only pause upon the sounds of soft mewls.

- - -

"Meow."

You buried your face in your palm as you sighed. "Damn, I didn't think I'd be cat sitting this weekend."

Apparently, Aki had asked your sibling to inform you that she would be lending you her cats while she and her husband go on their honeymoon. And your dumbass sibling conveniently had somewhere to go as you lamented your current situation.

So now you were stuck in the house, alone. Cat sitting two kittens without prior notice.

How delightful.

You lifted one by holding it below the arms. It didn't squirm, meowing. The other kitten sat on your lap, nuzzling itself closer to you as he purred.

Your phone rang. Looking over, you saw Asmo's contact.

You pressed the answer button.

"Ya-hoo~ (N/n), my love?"

"Need anything, Asmo?"

You heard a light chuckle from the other side of the line.

"What's so funny?"

"...Nothing, really." He hummed. "Your voice is nice to hear, especially in the morning."

"...Must you always be so flattering this early?" You didn't believe it one bit. Asmodeus giggled. "I can't help it."

"Hm."

"...Actually, I'm considering this." He said, determined. "What time do you wake up? I wanna hear your voice first thing in the morning."

"...I wake up in the afternoon."

"Oh."

"Anyway, did you call for anything? Or was this just a strange good morning call?" You laughed shortly.

"Well, yeah. Good morning!"

You could practically sense his grin from here.

"Other than that, I'm calling to remind you that I'm doing a livestream in a few minutes to review a few cosmetic stuffs Majolish sent me."

"I already have my (laptop/computer) set up, geez."

"Yay!" He cheered. "Then make sure to leave a few comments on how gorgeous you think I am, alright?"

"Yeah, yeah." The corner of your lips tugged up, smiling unknowingly. "Ah, wait, Asmo."

"Hmm?"

"Remember my cousin, Aki?"

"The bride, right? She's really nice."

"Yes, well, she lent me her two kittens for me to take care of while they went on a honeymoon." You informed. "I was just wondering if you knew some stuff about cats in case."

"Well, I know the normal things." He replied. "Buuut...! I know someone who's a cat fanatic!"

"Satan?" You raised a brow. You heard him laugh. "That obvious, right?"

"I mean, I saw his laptop bombarded with a shit ton of cats stickers, not to mention his cat keychains..."

"Mhm! Anyway, just chat him if you have questions. I'll head over after the review, alright?"

"You don't need to come here on a moment's whim all the time." You rolled your eyes. Asmodeus paused.

"...Is it because I'm imposing?"

"No, it's more of you wasting your time." You unintentionally assured. "It makes me feel guilty that you always go here. That takes effort, still."

"Yeah, but I get to see you though, so it's all worth it." Asmodeus answered.

You didn't reply, staring down at the kittens who were currently sleeping comfortably on your lap.

Asmo's words were always so flatteringly saccharine. Almost sickeningly sweet.

"..."

"Darling? Is everything alright?"

"...O-oh, um, yeah." You hastily replied. "I'll be watching, okay? Good luck and have fun."

"Okay! I love you!"

"...Sure."

"... I love you!"

"I already–"

"I. Love. You."

"...Damn it." You sighed exasperatedly. "Whatever. You always say that."

"I always say it, but you can't ever seem to cram it in your beautiful head." He spoke in a stiff manner, scoffing lightly. "'Sure' is not an answer, ."

You nearly shivered at the way he uttered your name.

"W-what does that mean?" You cursed yourself for stuttering. Asmodeus chuckled in an incredibly deep tone, prompting your heart to race.

In anxiety, obviously. What else?

"It means," He sharply said, "I want you to reply with something genuine. Not something to dismiss it with."

"I..." You were speechless. You took a deep breath to calm your raging nerves. "I...don't know what to say, Asmo."

"Then, I love you, (M/n)."

"...Yeah."

You pressed on the end call button before he could argue back.

Because what the fuck do you reply back to 'I love you'?!

I love you too?

You couldn't say that!

You lifted the two kittens and cradled them, standing up and making your way to your room. As you said, your (laptop/computer) was already on, just waiting for the livestream for Asmo.

Your phone vibrated, signaling a text has been received. The device lit up, showing a notification from Asmo.

- - -

Asmodeus: :(

- - -

You flicked the device open.

- - -

(M/n): :)

Asmodeus: I don't feel appreciated.

(M/n): sad|

(M/n): s|

(M/n): aww|

(M/n): a|

(M/n): You are.

Asmodeus: Doesn't feel like it.

Asmodeus: I dunno.

Asmodeus: Make me feel better.

(M/n): What.

Asmodeus: Well, you did tell me to communicate.

(M/n): I didn't mean every single shit you feel by the second.

(M/n): But okay.

Asmodeus: Oh! I know!

(M/n): ?

Asmodeus: You have those two kittens, right?

(M/n): Mhm?

Asmodeus: Send me a quick pic, please?

(M/n): Of the cats? Hold on.

Asmodeus: With you.

(M/n): haha what

Asmodeus: Well, payback for ending the call?

Asmodeus: Pleaseee?

(M/n): Geez.

(M/n): Whatever, fine.

- - -

Albeit very reluctant, you did as asked and took a quick photo, trying to focus the picture more on the felines now resting on your shoulders.

- - -

(M/n): great.

(M/n): I only send my ugly photos to Yuki, so be grateful.

(M/n): Wait.

.

.

.

(M/n): great.

(M/n): *message deleted*

(M/n): Wait.

Asmodeus: Excuse me

Asmodeus: EXCUSE ME?

(M/n): Um.

(M/n): Sorry.

Asmodeus: Hmph

Asmodeus: Well anyway.

Asmodeus: Thanks.

Asmodeus: You don't even look bad, really.

Asmodeus: Don't exaggerate.

(M/n): Thank you.

(M/n): again, good luck on your live stream. I'll just watch.

(M/n): Have fun not knowing which commenter is me tho

Asmodeus: Oh, I'll know.

Asmodeus: Bye bye!

- - -

To pass time while waiting for it to start, you scrolled through your phone and managed to land yourself into your notifications.

Your previously posted profile picture had gained quite a few more attention than you'd normally get. Something that caught your eye however, was Simeon.

The same picture of him smiling charmingly at the camera while a chihuahua sat on his lap was quite easily endearing. Your gaze landed on the cats before you paused.

Might as well, right?

You got off the bed and set the kittens down on the mattress, adjusting their positions in a way that would be comfortable. Chuckling at how idiotic you were being, you dismissed such thoughts and took a picture of the two.

With little to no thought, you put it as your temporary profile picture, setting it to be dismissed after a day or so. You left them there and sat on your desk.

Then the livestream began and you were left to watch Asmo smile and greet his audience.

Seeing the comments flooding in, you snickered. His fans really do adore him, don't they?

All the more reason to be terrified of this relationship going public.

Minutes flew by as you mindlessly watched Asmo talk and use the products, casually informing the viewers about it.

Suddenly, something on his table fell, startling the champagne-haired male. He yelped, having the lip-gloss he was currently applying miss a bit. He frowned, grumbling to himself a little before grabbing a wet wipe.

You chuckled as he ranted about being clumsy and unorganized. Soon, he got rid of the mistake and smiled at the camera, ready to continue where he left off.

With just a simple smile, he could easily charm just about anyone, really.

You couldn't help yourself from typing out in the chat box.

- - -

(username): You look really pretty.

- - -

In the middle of twisting the cap of the lip-gloss, Asmodeus paused abruptly. He turned to the camera and stared down.

He then giggled.

"Oh, thank you, (username)!"

You straightened in your seat, looking at the monitor in disbelief.

"What the fuck?!"

Did you write your full name somewhere or something?! How the hell...!

The chat sped up, some saying you were quite lucky to have been noticed. You took a deep breath and reached for the keyboard again, fingers trembling slightly.

- - -

(username): Well, even without makeup, Asmo really does shine, doesn't he?

- - -

With the speed the chat was going, you doubt–

"Hm, well, it's nice to shine ever brighter, doesn't it?" Asmodeus laughed heartily, making your heart drop. Still, you tried to laugh it off.

"Ha.ha. People are commenting the same thing I did–"

"But of course, you're right, (username)! With or without makeup, I will always be the ultimate transcendent of beauty!" He strikes a little pose and winks at the camera, easily making people swoon.

"How the hell is he doing this...?" You were slightly scared.

You decided to lay off the commenting so he would pick on other fans to read comments of. Your phone lit up, signaling a notification.

You could've sworn you saw the name Satan flash. Brows furrowed, you took the device and turned it on.

Sure enough, Satan had sent you a friend request, to which you accepted.

Not even a minute passed before he texted you privately.

- - -

Satan: Hello, (L/n).

(M/n): You can call me by my first name, you know. ✓

Satan: Alright, (M/n).

(M/n): It's unusual to be hearing from you out of nowhere. Need anything? ✓

Satan: I just wanted to thank you for giving me that apple back then.

(M/n): No problem?✓

Satan: ( • • • )

Satan: And

Satan: Well.

(M/n): You could stop struggling to find a topic and just get to the point, no offense. ✓

(M/n): I'm fine with that. ✓

Satan: Oh.

Satan: Thanks.

Satan: Well um.

Satan: Asmo never mentioned you had pets.

(M/n): I don't. ✓

(M/n): And even if I did, I'm not quite sure he'd tell everyone or something haha ✓

Satan: He does.

Satan: He rambles on and on about stuff that doesn't matter to us about you.

(M/n): Oh shit. ✓

(M/n) that's embrrasing, im sory ✓

(M/n): Anywya, what's the use in chatting me? ✓

(M/n): Lucifer put you up again? ✓

Satan: Stop thinking Lucifer controls my actions every time I approach you.

(M/n): Just teasing. I don't, really. ✓

Satan: Hm.

Satan: Anyway, if you didn't have a cat, what's that.

Satan: pet*

(M/n): Damn, you're transparent as hell. ✓

Satan: ...

(M/n): Cat sitting. ✓

Satan: Ohh.

Satan: Well.

Satan: Do you

Satan: Need a hand?

(M/n): Dunno, maybe not?? ✓

(M/n): Anywah, I'm aware you're fond of cats. ✓

(M/n): Would you like to see them? ✓

Satan: Yes. Thank you.

Satan: Please hold on.

Satan: I'll be thwre soon.

(M/n): ▣

(M/n): Haha

(M/n): Cute, rifgh

(M/n): What

(M/n): Satan, what.

(M/n): Shit, don't leave me here not knowign

(M/n): The check mark is gone, please don't tell me you're on your way.

- - -

...

Well, Satan doesn't know where you live, right?

He must have gone to the bathroom or something.

Asmodeus wouldn't infodump on the student council about your , right? haha

Anyway.

By now, Asmo had already reviewed more than half of the products, leaving only few. But still, you couldn't help but worry about what just happened with Satan.

And so, you waited.

And waited.

Nothing.

Seeing that minutes had already flown by without any signs of Satan, you breathed out a sigh of relief.

Then you heard the sound of (a doorbell/knocking).

Damn it.

...

Nervously making your way down, you were greeted by a Satan looking around in anticipation. He perked up, smiling at you politely.

"Greetings, (M/n)--"

"...I'm not even surprised. Asmo does this all the time." You sighed, opening the door and letting him in. He happily does so and looks around for any signs of the felines.

"Follow me. Do something weird and I'm kicking you out."

"Yes." Satan excitedly sauntered from beside you.

Reaching your room, Satan got ahead of you and crouched in front of your bed. He was more than ecstatic, much to your amusement.

Then he turned to your desk, where Asmo was still rambling on and on and applying the products on himself.

Satan blinked twice, then turned to you. "Oh, you're watching Asmo...?"

"Yeah. Figured it was the least I could do." You shrugged, sitting back in front of your desk. You then took your phone and texted Asmo, informing him of the blond's appearance.

Then you watched the live stream, where Asmo was down to his last product. He then paused, placing down the product and telling the audience to wait a bit.

He was looking at something that the camera couldn't pick up. You sweatdropped.

Shit, he was reading your text, huh?

- - -

Asmodeus: Haha what

(M/n): Don't stop your stream. And yeah, he barged in here and is now handling the cats.

Asmodeus: So.

Asmodeus: You're alone.

Asmodeus: In your house.

Asmodeus: With Satan?

(M/n): ...

(M/n): technically yes, but

Asmodeus: I'm coming over.

(M/n): Your stream?

Asmodeus: I'm ending it.

(M/n): What?

Asmodeus: It's fine.

(M/n): Don't neglect your job bc of me, dumbass.

Asmodeus: Don't worry, the last one's alright. I'm not being paid to do this anyway.

(M/n): wtf

(M/n): wait no

(M/n): Don't!

- - -

"Ahh," Asmodeus frowned, looking back at the camera woefully. "And it seems I have to go. It's an emergency."

The comments were then flooded with concerned people, asking what the 'emergency' was.

Asmo gave out a vague excuse. Eventually, the fans then wished him good luck on whatever the emergency was and just ultimately accepted the end of it.

You clenched your phone in your grasp.

- - -

(M/n): Emergency my ass.

- - -

"...Shit, he stopped the stream so abruptly." You sighed exasperatedly.

You stood up from your seat and sat down next to Satan, mindlessly gazing at the resting kittens. He turned to you.

"...Did you tell Asmo I'm here?" Satan inquired. You crossed your arms. "Of course."

"Ugh, why?" He sighed out. You shrugged. "Why shouldn't I?"

"Well, he wouldn't have stopped the stream if he didn't know I was here." Satan pointed out. You frowned. "But Asmo would get upset knowing you're here, especially if I didn't tell him."

"So what, do you just tell each other everyone that visits your houses, even when it's harmless?" He lightly squeezes the cat, eliciting a soft mewl. "Even if they're just guys?"

"Asmo and I are both guys." You chuckled as Satan's expression draws blank in realization. You hummed, amused. "I get what you mean. Heteronormative kind of thing, right?"

"...I guess." Satan readjusts his grip on the cat.