"Did Mammon visit you yesterday?"

"Yup! It was a mess there." Yuki answered sheepishly. You chuckled. "Tell me about it."

"Well, first of all, we both sucked at cooking." They shivered. "And I had a headache, and Mammon wasn't doing very well either. But hey, he did his very best to take care of me, and that's what counts. It's...um, a very peculiar experience."

"..."

'Good thing your sick day with Asmo didn't go as bad.'

"...(M/n)."

Lucifer's deep voice made you flinch. You slowly turned around. "Oh, um, hey, Lucifer. Sorry about preventing you from disciplining Mammon yesterday, by the way."

"...It's fine."

Yuki looked at you in confusion.

"I was just asking to see how you are." Lucifer crossed his arms. You slowly shook your head. "I'm not going to be running errands, nor paperwork for the Student Council."

At your remark, Lucifer merely smiles, sending a shiver through yours and Yuki's spine.

"Please don't accuse me of such."

"Alright, then. Whaddya need?" You hummed. Lucifer shook his head. "Nothing."

"..."

"And,"

'There it is.' You and Yuki sweatdropped.

"I was wondering what you two are doing loitering in the corridor."

"We aren't loitering. We're looking for Mammon and Asmo." Yuki answers. Lucifer smiled. "I see. Then, there's a high chance they're in the Student Council room, doing work."

"Yeah, right. Asmo doing his work on time?" You quirked your brow. The vice president only gave you the same look.

"He requested for me to pull some strings for him for the next event. That's why I'm giving him extra work as compensation."

"...Requesting for what?"

"You'll know eventually." Lucifer vaguely replied. "Anyway, since you're already going to the Student Council room, you don't suppose I could accompany you two, right?"

"..."

Sketchy.

Like you two were being led to a cliff or something. Lucifer would be the one to point and say the view is nice before kicking you off said cliff.

Well, nothing you two could do since he was already ushering you guys to move. Yuki grasped your sleeve, silently terrified.

"Sooo...Lucifer." You began. "...Have you ever thought of getting a cat?"

"Did Satan ask you to attempt to convince me?" Lucifer lightly scoffed. You huffed. "No, actually. I'm just confused as to why you're so against it."

"...Did Satan tell you about the incidents?"

"...There are more than one?" Your eyes widened.

"Well, Satan once brought a stray cat inside the car before. His lack of control over the cat almost got us into a car crash. That's only one of many incidents." Lucifer informed sterly. You and Yuki grimaced.

"Ah...ahaha, but maybe Satan has matured, ya know?"

"No means no."

You could only scoff at Lucifer's refusal. Yuki took their phone out. "I'll try calling them in case."

"..."

A ringtone was heard, prompting the three of you to stop.

"...Isn't that Mammon's ringtone?" Yuki realized. Lucifer affirmed by nodding.

It seemed to be coming from a classroom. A nearly barren one, actually.

The window showed three people.

Satan, Asmodeus, and Mammon. All three were looking down at something by the wall. Lucifer calmly slammed the door open, eliciting a shriek out of two.

"I thought you two were out finishing student council work?"

Asmodeus and Mammon looked to be trembling while Satan had a blank expression.

"..."

"..."

"...Hey, Hon!" Asmodeus had the balls to ignore Lucifer and waved at you enthusiastically. Yuki tugged on your arm, pointing at what exactly the trio was looking at.

It was...a cat.

...

A fucking cat, yes. In school grounds.

Mammon took a step towards it, prompting the cat to hiss aggressively. He backed away.

"...Who snuck a cat into the campus building?" Lucifer garnered the trio's attention again, who all froze. You stared at the cat, wondering if it would scratch or bite when picked up.

"Ah! (M/n)! Just the guy I was lookin' for!" Mammon grinned, watching you deadpan. The prideful bastard who stood next to you glowered at him silently.

"You're going to get a lot of wrinkles soon, Lucifer." You remarked. The male patted your shoulder aggressively. "See if it's Satan, and you'll get your answer on why I refuse to let him own a cat."

"...Huh. Satan, did you smuggle a cat into campus?"

"No."

"Surprise." You monotonously spread your hands. Yuki merely shot you one of their infamous 'what the fuck, man?' looks.

"...So, how about that book I lent you yesterday?" Satan pipped out of the blue, as though he wasn't in a situation. Your brow rose before you sighed.

"Short read. Strange cliffhanger that leaves much to the imagination sadly, but fair ending. Relationship was weird and slightly toxic in the middle, but understandably quick character development, pretty much. Good thing no one died."

You briefly gave feedback. Satan lit up. "My thoughts exactly. I'd have loved to see the aftermath, but the author just left it there."

"I figured you would." You managed to give him a tired look. "But I liked it. Have any other recommendations?"

"...I do." Satan smiled. You copied the expression mockingly. "Great timing. What's the cat thing about, by the way?"

"Oh that." The blond pointed at it. "Pick him up for me, will you?"

"What the– Are you insane? That cat will tear my skin off." You exaggerated. You tugged on Lucifer instead.

He has gloves, so he has armor, basically.

"Lucifer, you do it."

"..."

Rolling his eyes, the black-haired male approached the feral feline and crouched. The cat darted towards him almost instantly. Satan's eyes glimmered.

Maybe the cat would scratch Lucifer's pants or something?

But no. The cat just went right past Lucifer and clawed at your pants. You could only stand still as the cat practically dug its sharp nails into your pants and climbed its way to your shoulder.

"...Holy shit, man. That hurts as hell." You could only cry inside as claws stabbed you. Satan turned to Asmo eagerly.

"See, I told you!"

"What do you mean you told me?! I told !"

"Lucifer, get the cat please. It hurts." You pleaded. The male stood up and grasped the body of the cat, only for it to hiss aggressively. Lucifer released the feline hesitantly.

"Are you really getting intimidated by a cat?" You practically hissed to Lucifer. The male hummed, smiling. "You two seem to be getting along quite well."

"Just cradle the cat so it stops clinging to you." Yuki advised. You did as said, and surprisingly, the cat just...laid limp in your grasp.

"..."

"...Who the hell snuck a whole ass cat into school? Was it you, Mammon?" You glared at the male, who only shook his head. "No!"

"...Are you alright, Love?" Asmodeus questioned.

You turned to him. "Asmo, be a dear and fetch the student who smuggled this feral cat for me, please?"

"Of course!" Asmodeus rushed outside, leaving you with the group.

"..."

"..."

"...Sooo, are you alright, friend?" Yuki awkwardly began.

"I think so. Just don't know why this cat randomly climbed me." You shrugged. Satan took a step closer. "So you really are a cat magnet?"

"I don't believe that."

"...But the cat is calm now. He even climbed you." Satan quirked his brow. You rolled your eyes. "Take him back."

You unwind your arms, only for it to cling to your torso instead. No matter what you did, the cat remained attached.

"..." You glared at the duo who made this happen, pretty much. Mammon laughed awkwardly.

And Satan of course, looked elated.

"See?"

"Satan, please." You practically pleaded. Satan pressed his lips together, cheeks now adorned by a shade of red. "I'm jealous..."

"..." You piece of shit AAAAAAA

"I have to ask, are you furious at me right now?"

"Kind of." Very.

"Great." Satan grinned. "Then, does this count as a fleeting anger, or a grudge inducing one?"

"What?" Your brows furrowed, as well as Mammon's and the others.

"I dunno. Fleeting maybe?"

"Good." Satan inhaled. "So, you're loved by cats, an avid reader, someone who understands anger well..."

"..." You were confused, seeing Satan blatantly recount things in a low tone. Lucifer raised a brow, whispering to you. "...Did you seduce my brother?"

"What the– I befriended him, for your information." You corrected, pissed.

"(M/n)." Satan spoke your voice in a stern manner, stopping in front of you.

"What?"

The male got on one knee and...

"Your hand in marriage. Now."

Fucking proposed.

-

"..." Uh.

"So much for befriending him, huh?"

Even without looking away from Satan, you could practically sense the smug smirk that adorned Lucifer's face.

"...Um..." You weren't sure what to do right now.

What to do when someone proposes to you? This was definitely a first.

"...Well, what are you waiting for? Reject him!" Asmodeus impatiently scoffed. You flinched, not even knowing he had arrived. The male huffed, making his way behind you and sliding his arms between yours and hugging you quite aggressively.

"Pfft..." Yuki snickered. "I told you I'd witness your proposal. Er... Being proposed to? I just didn't expect it to be this early..."

"Shut up, Yuki." You scoffed, though the grin on your lips said otherwise. "Satan, you can't propose to someone without a ring."

"..."

...That should've been the end of that joke.

But no.

Satan whips out a random sticky note from his pocket and begins to fold it, somehow not even adjusting his stature. Not before long, an origami ring was already formed. He eagerly presents it to you.

You could feel Asmo freeze behind you. You covered your mouth, a disgustingly loud cackle threatening to leave your mouth. From the corner of your eye, you could see Mammon cling onto Yuki, just as exasperatedly amused as you.

Lucifer turned his head to the side, shoulders trembling as he covered his mouth.

Snapping out of his stupor, Asmo squeezed your waist. Hard.

"Ah–Ahaha–! Stop ow ow ow ow ow–!" You attempted to pry his arms from your waist, only managing to loosen it. You pinched his arm in revenge before turning your attention back onto the kneeling blond.

"O-okay, Satan." You inhaled before you could choke on a laugh. "I appreciate the effort, but my ring finger is already occupied. Sorry."

"...Occupied?" Satan tilted his head to the side before peering into your hands.

True to your words, your right hand's ring finger adorned a ring. The one Asmo waited for you to find, but failed to. Kind of.

"Waa, waa, too bad." Asmodeus stuck his tongue out, reaching over and snatching the paper ring, crushing it under his fist. Satan rolled his eyes at the totally unwarranted mockery.

"That's a shame." Satan pats his legs before standing up. You chuckled. "Really."

"What does that mean?" Asmo scowled. You ignored his inquiry and handed the cat over to Satan, the feline squirming under your hold. "You handle it."

"Where is he, anyway?" Satan quirked a brow at Asmo, who shrugged. "Didn't want to come back knowing Lucifer was here."

"Well either way, the person who smuggled a cat to school and set it free–"

"--accidentally," Satan cut in.

"--will be getting a punishment, of course."

"Yeah, but at least the cat only set foot in here, right? No bothering other people and causing a racket outside." You subtly excused. Lucifer rolled his eyes. "Even so. And (M/n), no getting people to evade discipline."

"Aww, boo." You weakly tantalized. "...What if I tell you that I owe you if you let the student go?"

"I'm surprised you're willing to owe me for the sake of a student who inconvenienced you." Lucifer gave you a tight lipped smile. You hummed.

"That didn't answer my question."

"Then yes. I'd like to know if you're going to, however."

You scoffed lightly. "Fine. I owe you."

"Alright."

The smile on his face practically conveyed a type of 'pleasure doing business with you,' feeling.

That made you somewhat regret it, stupidly enough.

- - -

"(M/n), when I encouraged you to make more friends, I didn't mean to charm them!"

"I didn't charm Satan!"

"Then what the hell was that?!"

"Like hell would I know! He was probably just kidding to get a rise out of you."

"Could you two move your quarrel to somewhere else?" Belphegor yawned into his hand, brows furrowed irritably. Asmodeus blatantly ignores him and sits down on a nearby chair.

After the whole situation went down, Asmo dragged you to the student council room while Satan had to head to the library.

"What is it about this time, anyway?" Belphegor leaned to the side, where Beelzebub sat. The orange-haired male shrugged. "Apparently Satan proposed to (M/n) during lunch earlier."

"Excuse me?" Belphegor perked up, newfound amusement gracing his features. "Proposed...like with a ring and stuff? For marriage?"

"Yeah."

The faint snickers from Belphegor reached your ears. Asmodeus' expression grew tighter.

"(M/n)!"

"I didn't do anything!"

- - -

Lunch soon came to an end. Before you knew it, classes had already ended and once again, you found yourself inside the student council room a bit after school. You passed the time by reading a book Satan lent you earlier.

At some point, you snapped out of your stupor when Satan called out to you.

"(M/n)."

"Hm?"

"Those brownies you gave me yesterday. Where did you buy them?"

"Oh, I made those myself." You flipped to another page. "It was more for that young cousin of Simeon's. Luke. He gave some creampuffs he made to me, and I just wanted to return the gesture."

"...Oh. They're...well made."

"Thanks." The compliment made you somewhat proud.

"I'm glad you gave me some."

"...Well, we're friends, aren't we?"

"Of course." Satan smiled brightly. You released a relieved breath mentally.

But hey, Satan himself confirmed you two were friends, so that was that.

"And because you gave me some, I thought I'd bring you some sweets to repay you back."

...

Asmo's instincts flared up as he turned to peer at the blond. Satan ignored the blatant glare and brought something out of his desk.

It was...a pack of various chocolates.

...

What the fuck.

No, it wasn't just one of those chocolates from random stores and cafeterias. It was one of those expensive as shit boxes with all types of chocolates on it that people would bring to their valentines or something.

"...What is that." The champagne-haired male questioned.

"...I'm not sure either, Asmo." You replied.

"Here you go." As if he was just handing you a sheet of paper for a quiz, Satan offered it to you. In turn, you laughed sheepishly. "Oh, haha. So I just...pick one of these?"

"No. I'm giving them all to you."

"..."

You didn't need to look behind you to see Asmo giving the box a disgusted look.

"It's too much, geez. Those brownies were extras, alright? You don't...need to pay me back so...extravagantly?"

And you thought Asmo was the only person who'd spoil you rotten.

"...Are you declining my gift then?"

To some, it might've seemed as though his words were a backhanded threat. But judging by the way Satan looked genuinely sad, you were convinced.

"I am. Sorry. It's too much." You politely smiled. Beelzebub perked up, practically slamming his hands down his table. "I'll take it!"

"Then, if you just take some, which would you like?" Satan ignored the male.

Bitch was not giving up, you realized.

With a sigh, you scanned the labeled chocolates. Just as you opened your mouth to respond, you were cut off.

"A1, b5, c3, and a6." Asmo directed without missing a beat. Satan's gaze flickered to him for a split second.

"Those are...accurate picks." You admitted.

"I know your type."

"In food. I'm impressed." You added awkwardly. He only chuckled before going back to work.

Satan carefully opened the chocolate box and took out the supposed 'A1.' You were thoroughly confused to see him just hold it in front of you.

"...Satan?"

"Part your lips."

"..."

Oh, so it's like that.