QT: The Secondary Character Counterattacks (Obey Me! characters x Reader)

Afterstory (Asmodeus)

On his first day at the orphanage, Asmodeus was pushed down a well at the back of the main house.

He was bullied by boys and the girls were too scared to defend him.

He was alone.

However, he learned that because he was beautiful, he could sway people's hearts. Using that face of a doll, Asmodeus would get back at all his bullies simply by crying in front of the right people.

The kid that pushed him in the well had to sleep without dinner. The girl that cut his hair had to kneel on mung beans for an hour.

Yes, from a young age, Asmodeus learned that appearance spoke louder than anything. So he hid whatever he truly felt, looked pretty and told people what they wanted to hear.

He was adopted by a wealthy couple and was the apple of everybody's eyes. But despite all the fame, Asmodeus felt empty. What was the point of these parents who saw him as a commodity? What use were these fans who were more interested in his looks than his talent?

But he kept these thoughts buried deep inside. He seeked comfort in strangers, because even if it was one night, at least he could feel loved.

He was okay with these shallow affections until you arrived.

You were too kind, too gentle for him. Maybe that's why you left ...

"Ne, MC, look at this. We won first place! Not that I doubted us." Asmodeus approached the sofa cradling the trophy like it was an infant. However, there was a heavy weight in his stomach as he neared your body.

"MC?"

He put down the trophy and put a hand on your forehead. You were cold and still.

"Is this to get back at me for teasing you earlier? It won't work, I'm the king of teasing."

You did not speak.

He pinched your cheek and spoke more loudly, "MC?"

He could hear his own heartbeat in his ears. He pulled you into his arms and yelled your name over and over before the staff arrived.

"Wake up, sweetie, we won! Look, the trophy's here. Please wake up."

Tears flowed down his amethyst eyes as one personnel reached over to check your pulse. She shook her head but Asmodeus ignored her.

"Wake up, MC! Don't ... don't leave me behind ... "

He shrugged off anyone who touched him and hugged you tightly. "I promise to wake you up the next time we win so forgive me this once. Wake up, honey, please?"

But the body he held was motionless, the soul had already left and Asmodeus was alone again.

After your corpse was taken away, Asmodeus left the auditorium without speaking to anyone, not even potential contractors.

He didn't know how long he lay on his bed, relishing your scent on the pillows. The lilies you received were now completely wilted but you didn't get rid of them so neither did he.

He closed his eyes and saw your face smiling at him.

"Not fair," he choked, "you're too unfair."

He then slowly pulled himself up and finally noticed his phone vibrating crazily with notifications. It was all questions from his "loyal fans" and news about the man you loved before him.

Asmodeus buried his face in his hands and burst into tears.

Then the sobbing turned into laughing.

"Right, it's unfair. It's unfair that they all get to live when you're gone. And if you're gone then ... " He removed his hands to reveal a pair of red, psychotic eyes.

"Then what's the point of everyone else living?"

***

Author's note: Thank you for the support, everyone! The next arc will no longer be a modern au so it may take a while, no worries though I'm already at the 2K mark!