𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙮 𝙢𝙚! 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

💚 Satan x Reader 💚

i'm motivated to continue this book i'm motivated to continue this book i'm motivated to continue this book

sorry just manifesting don't mind me

[Satan takes you on an 'outing']

First person - Y/N's POV

"This is a nice restaurant, Satan. Thank you again."

The corners of his lips lift in a slight smile. "Of course. Only the best for the best."

As I dig into my soup, I feel Satan watching me. Cautiously, I look up at him. "...what's up?"

He rests his arms on the table. "Are you... scared of me?"

I almost choke. "What? Of course not! Why would you think that?"

Satan shakes his head, leaning back in his chair. "My brothers always tease me that you are. I wonder what they'd think if they heard we were on this date."

I do choke this time. "W-What?" I splutter.

He looks at me, alarmed. "Are you okay?"

"...just stunned."

"I would be too if I choked."

"No, I meant stunned because you called this a dat-"

"Ah, thank you." Satan's food arrives.

Satan cocks his head. "Are you not going to eat, Y/N? Do you not like it?"

He thinks this is a date. Is it a date? God, I don't even know anymore. "Right, sorry. I do like it. Just lost in thought." I eat (drink?) another spoonful of soup.

"Good?"

"Delicious." I force a smile. I can't comprehend Satan thinking this is a date.

After finishing dinner, Satan treats me to ice-cream. We walk along the quiet streets, enjoying our ice-cream in comfortable silence.

Casually, he slips his hand into mine. I stop mid-lick. Crap. He really does think it's a date. He finishes his ice-cream seconds after I finish mine.

"Hey, Satan?"

"Hm?"

"Is this a-"

"Oh, Y/N. Your shoelace." He stops.

"What?" I look down. My shoelace is untied. "Oh, thanks." I stoop down to tie it, but Satan's quicker.

Kneeling on the ground, he swiftly ties it. Looking up, he smiles. "All done."

I blush, ever so slightly. "Thank you."

Standing back up, he offers his hand. I take it. What else am I supposed to do?

"Ooh, look at those pastries!" I exclaim, letting go of Satan's hand and speed-walking towards the window. 

"Do you want any?" The blonde asks, staying put. I look at the pastries for a little longer, then walk back towards Satan.

"Nah, thanks for offering tho-" I trip. Like an idiot. 

Satan darts forward and catches me, holding me by my arms. He lifts me and pulls me into a close embrace. My heart races and beats so loudly, he can probably hear it.

He smiles a little. "I think you just fell for me."

His vibrant eyes twinkle as he stares at me. 

"You're pretty, Satan." I giggle. That would sound weird in the human world. 

He chuckles. "Thank you, but I'm not a mirror."

My breath hitches as his face inches closer. "...can I?" He asks.

I nod rapidly. His lips brush mine; I lean forward, desperate to feel his lips against mine. But he pulls away.

I blink, dazed. I swear there's a hint of a smirk on his lips. Wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me closer, he sighs. "I hope you enjoyed tonight as much as I did."

"Oh, I did." I would've enjoyed it more if you kissed me.

I find myself in dismay as I realise we're already at the House of Lamentation. He leads me all the way to my room. When we stop outside, a small ball of hope surfaces in me.

"Goodnight, Y/N." He smiles.

I frown, but quickly cover it up. "Thank you again. Goodnight!" As I open my door, Satan calls after me.

"Oh, hold on! There's something I forgot to mention."

I turn. "What is it?"

"I love you." 

My heart bursts as my mind registers what he just said. Grabbing my hips he jerks me forward and kisses me. It's not soft, or light. It passionate, and wanting. I wrap my arms around his neck, never wanting it to end. 

He pulls away, leaving me gasping for breath. He grins. "Bye~" 

author speaks !

screaming rn this was fun to write

also this was originally gonna be about lucifer but i felt the way i wrote about lucifer suited satan more soo

'till the next oneshot <3