Don't Go Away (Leif x Reader)

~Chapter 19~

     Ava lifts her phone to Asch, "Say cheese!"

     Upon hearing the familiar 'snap' noise of the phone, Asch screams, deeply.

     "And, posted," Ava taps the screen.

     "Did Asch get any likes?" Rhys asks.

     "Pfft, you gotta wait. Leif and Y/N just got lucky! There is no way Asch will-" Ava gasps, looking at her phone, endless alerts blowing up her phone, showing that she had received many likes on the new photo of Asch.

     "This is so cool! Asch just gained 20 likes!"

     "Wow! Good job Prince Asch," Noi claps his hands.

     "This is great! Alright, I'm gonna need everyone to pose so I can take a photo of you. Y/N! You should pose with each of the guys so that it can gain more likes!" Ava directs each of the Daemos to a part of the apartment.

     "Wait, what's the count of Y/N and mine's likes so far?!" Leif questions.

     "You guys are at... 40," Ava looks at her phone, tapping on the photo and telling Leif their amount.

     "Ha! We have more like than you!" Leif laughs at Asch, pointing at him. Y/N joins him and sticks her tongue out to her brother.

     "What?!" Asch shouts.

     "You know what, knowing we have more likes than Asch does make me feel powerful," Y/N points out, Leif nodding his head, agreeing with her.

     "Woah! I wanna try now!" Noi springs up, Peirce and Rhys also agreeing with him. The Daemos let Ava direct them on certain expressions and poses to make.

     "Hold on one moment-" Asch begins.

     "Let me take pictures of you guys, and then I will take you out to the human world!" Ava snaps. "And... maybe I'll help you with your human clothes if you need them."

     "You've finally come around, prisoner," Asch hums in response. "We will grace these humans with the pleasure of looking at us through this device."

     "I mean, I didn't have much of a choice-" Ava sighs.

     "Upon the rise of the sun of the next day, you will take us out!" Asch yells.

     "My gosh, you would be so much hotter if you didn't talk," Ava rolls her eyes, motioning Y/N to pose with Noi first.

     "I'm already hot enough," Asch states, confused and lighting a fireball in his hand.

     "Not like that dipshit!" Y/N yells, forming a water orb in her hand and launching it toward Asch.

     "Your Majesty! Not now!" Rhys orders, the water orb already hitting Asch in the face, distinguishing his flame. Asch whines like a child and another snap is heard from Ava's phone.

     "That was kinda hot," She mutters, posting a photo of a soaked Asch.

     Asch snaps his fingers, becoming dry in an instant.

     "Let's make this a challenge Asch!" Leif says, pointing toward the Prince. "Whoever gets the most likes gets to kill Ava first!"

     "Huh?!"

     "It's a compliment!" Rhys interrupts. "We Daemos aren't good with compliments so- uh, don't mind them."

     "Ugh, whatever! Just stand there and look pretty!" Ava shouts, motioning Noi and Y/N close.

     The Daemos are given many positions, Y/N on Noi's back while she holds one of his daggers up, Asch standing on the table, hands-on-hips, and looking up, Leif carrying Y/N bridal style, Peirce and Y/N in combat mode looking at the camera, and Rhys and Y/N side hugging and smiling brightly. More would be Leif staring at the camera licking his sickle, Y/N blowing a kiss at the camera, and Noi bending down with an angry Johnny behind him.

     Leif continuously pulls Y/N in for a kiss in the photos and only a few are actually able to be taken, thanks to Asch lighting a fireball or blocking the camera by "accidentally" walking in front of it.

     Hours pass, and everyone drains from endless photo-taking.

     "Woah... I have 2,347 followers now! This is insane! It's almost too much to handle..." Ava takes a deep breath, looking at her phone and scrolling through all the photos, likes, and follower counts.

     "Enough! Who won the competition against me and Leif!" Asch demands an answer.

     "Oh- right, I forgot. Woah, looks like Asch won by... quite a bit," Ava's eyes widen, announcing the winner.

     "Hah, as it should be. Well, Leif, looks like the life of the sorcerer is in my hands," Asch snickers. Leif pouts and is comforted by Y/N patting him on the shoulder.

     "Come on! I'm better than Asch though," Leif crosses his arms.

     "Well, it's not what the humans say so you should just-" Asch begins, his posture tall with a closed-eye smile.

     "Oh, wait. Never mind, looks like Leif has received more likes than Asch," Ava corrects herself, looking at the photos.

     "Hahahaha! I knew it! I am better than you Asch!" Leif shouts, his finger pointing toward Asch. He's fuming at Leif, smoke coming from between his fingers that are clenched tight.

     "Oh no.. my dad is asking about my Instagram account! I have to delete these pictures before they get any ideas like Mrs. Oats!" Ava begins to panic, going through all the photos and deleting all of them with the Daemos. Another ping is heard from the phone, indicating another message.

     "Oh great.." Ava sighs deeply.

     "What's wrong Ava?" Y/N walks up, hearing Ava struggling.

     "My dad just sent me one of the photos I took from the account," Ava cries.

     "Which of these 'pho-toes'?" Y/N wonders.

     "The one with Leif kissing you on the cheek," Ava moves the phone slightly up so Y/N can see it. She stares at the phone and sees Leif kissing her on the cheek while holding back from smirking, and her laughing at him.

     "Ah-ha- yeah, I remember that one," Y/N rubs the back of her neck.

     "I don't know what to tell them..." Ava sighs.

     "Remember what you did with that blonde guy?" Y/N snaps her fingers upon remembering yesterday's event.

     "Yeah?" Ava looks up from her phone, puzzled.

     "We could do what we did with him, act like I was visiting you," Y/N smiles brightly.

     "Oh right! I could say you're an old friend that came for the convention!" Ava jumps from excitement upon the new idea.

     "You could say Leif is my partner as well," Y/N states, recalling the photo of the two of them being in it.

     "Partner? We say it differently here sweetie," Ava pats Y/N on her shoulder and starts to text her dad.

     "What do you call it here?" Y/N tilts her head, questioning.

     "Well, when a guy and girl are dating, er- seeing one another, we say that they're boyfriend and girlfriend, or girlfriend and girlfriend.. and boyfriend and boyfriend..." Ava continues.

     "That's neat," Y/N says.

     The rest continue to talk for the night, until nearly midnight, when everyone's eyes begin to droop and start to head to their rooms.