《Upper Moon Oneshots♤☆》Daki x fem reader
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Daki x fem reader
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Favoritism, my dear
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Fluff but may have violence☁️
3rd person POV:
"Where is she!?"
An irritated woman yelled at her servant as she threw a chair across the room
"Orian san, she's busy with a customer.."
The little girl said in a small voice that was barely audible. Wareheim gritted her teeth and then pulled the girl up by her ear.
"Get rid of the customer then!"
She screamed as the little girls ear began to bleed, then a middle aged woman rushed in.
"Orian Y/n is coming, please but her down!"
Wareheim smirked and dropped the child to the ground.
"That's more like it"
She then looked down at the girl switching her smirk to a disgusted face.
"You brat, do my makeup now!"
"Yes orian san.."
Wareheim walked over to another worker there and said.
"Get this room clean, I want it perfect for her."
The woman nodded and got to work, Wareheim then went to another room and got ready.
"Miss Wareheim, she's here.."
A girl announced as Wareheim finished applying her lip goss.
"Well don't just stand there, let me see her."
Just then another orian came running in.
"DAKI!!"
a young woman with h/l h/c hair and e/c eyes ran up to the demon and hugged her.
"I told you not to call me that in public"
Daki said with a closed eyed smile, the others that were outside the room were shocked.
'How can Wareheim change so quickly, and who the hell is daki!?'
They all thought similar things.
"I missed you so much da- I mean Wareheim!"
Y/n exclaimed, jumping up and down with joy.
"Calm down dear, or else the whole room is going to collapse"
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Daki giggled, now walking over to a table that had a complete tea set.
"Do you want tea, y/n chan?"
"Ooo, sure!"
Y/n sat down a the small table as daki poured her a cup of tea.
"You're not going to have any?"
Y/n asked with a slight frown.
"I'm not to fond of tea, dear."
"Oh,ok!"
She face brightened almost immediately as daki placed the tea on the table.
"Here you go."
"Thank you very much!"
She put her hands together while saying that and then drank her tea.
"Wareheim.."
"Yes?"
"Can we go out tonight, I heard there's a festival today?"
Daki frowned and shaked her head.
"I'm sorry dear, but I'm busy today.."
By busy she meant dealing with some demon slayers that were in town.
"Oh, that's fine.."
After some awkward silence, y/n jumped up from her sitting position and startled daki somewhat.
"How about I join you, if we do whatever you're doing together it will be done quicker so we can go to the festival!"
Daki admired her hope and standed up herself.
"What I'm doing tonight can't be done with another person"
Daki winked at her as y/n's eyes widened.
"Ohhh, customers?"
Daki nodded, deciding to go with that excuse. Y/n looked at the clock on the wall and started panicking.
"Dang it, I have another client!!!"
Daki chuckled and looked at the clock herself.
"Well, it was nice talking to you, dear"
Y/n waved goodbye as she exited.
??? Pov:
As miss y/n was rushing to her client I was walking next to her, telling her who he was and what he liked about a girl. She was nodding her head as she was fixing her hair and her clothes.
'Wareheim sure plays favorites'
I thought.
The end.
Word count: 630
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