Obey Me: Shall we date? Reader Inserts!

Asmodeus: your first pt3

Notes:
- Asmo is a model for Majolish
- enjoy~

RAD felt different today. As you were walking down its halls to your next class, you kept getting looks. Demons you knew and didn't would peek looks at you and giggle. You didn't know why?

You started to feel very insecure, walking faster to your classes and avoiding others. This continued throughout the day until you ran into Solomon, who looked at you with a worried expression.

"Y/n..are you alright?" The white haired magician asked. You tossed him a concerned glance, "I know I shouldn't be." You shook your head, "do you know what's wrong, Sol? Why is everyone talking about me?" You pried.

Solomon glanced around before leaning in close. "You're on the front cover of Majolish magazine" he said, looking concerned. Your eyes widened in surprise. "Why?" You asked.

"Well..Asmo's on the cover too..and, from the looks of it, its not a flattering photo" Solomon said, handing you the latest issue of Majolish. The cover revealed Asmo yelling at the waiter from last night with a fierce expression. You looked very embarrassed, your face was painted red with blush.

You bit the inside of your cheek. This was not good. Sure, Asmo being on the cover of Majolish wasn't uncommon, but this being the cover could tarnish his reputation. If his popularity plummeted who else would model for Majolish? Mammon?

You could imagine Asmodeus being very offended by that. Mammon had been on the cover before, so this possibility began to become more and more realistic. Terror clawed at your mind. What if you just tanked Asmo's career?

Solomon cleared his throat. "I really care for the both of you, so, I hope this passes soon. People will forget shortly and we can all move on" he said, offering a weak smile. You could tell he was just as scared as you were though.

...........

I'm fairly used to being stared at. But today people were staring waaaay more than usual. Even snickering behind my back! I couldn't believe it. I've never been a target of this before. I was really confused as to why this was happening. I'm never left out of the loop like this.

"Asmo!" Mammon called. He motioned me towards him. "What do you want, Mammon-"

"Shhhhhh, I can't let people know I'm with ya"

My eyes widened at this remark.

"Excuse me? If it was anyone who didn't want to be seen hanging around with the other, it'd be me afraid to be seen with you" I thought.

"Why?" I demanded. Mammon only thrusted a magazine into my hands.

"Look at this, would ya?" My eyes ran over the cover of the magazine before shaking. It was me..from my date last night. I was yelling at Alex with this horrid expression on my face!

"Who would..do this..?" I murmured. Mammon scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "Dunno, but it's been rough on y/n too. I hear they're getting targeted as well-"

"What!" I exclaimed.

"Shhhhh" Mammon said, bring a finger to his lips dramatically. "Yeah, I know, it's awful. I'm trying to figure out who the punk was that did it. I'll tear apart when I find him."

"Thanks for telling me, Mammon.." I murmured. I hardly ever expressed gratitude to my brothers, especially Mammon, but, I felt I owed it to him now, at the very least. Mammon looked suprised and chuckled. "No problem, little bro."