Hello! I just read your work for Mc calling them brothers their husband! I loved it! It actually made me want to ask if you could do one where the brothers accidentally call mc their spouse and how they would react after their own slip-up. 😊 and maybe Diavolo and Solomon if you could! I think those two would be hilarious about it afterwards.
Hi!! Thank you so much for your kind words, I’m so happy you enjoyed the “MC calling them husband” post! Your request is adorable and I absolutely love the twist! the reactions will definitely be fun to explore! Thank you for sending it in! 💌
P.S: The side characters (including Diavolo and Solomon) will be in a second part, so I can give them the attention they deserve. Stay tuned!
Oops, I mean… Partner?
MC gets called something unexpected.
Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan Asmodeus, Beelzebub and Belphegor.
Genre: Fluff / humor / slight emotional tension.
The brothers accidentally call MC their spouse and must deal with the aftermath of their slip-up.
LUCIFER
It was during a routine meeting with Diavolo and Barbatos that it happened. You’d been sitting beside Lucifer quietly, listening in and occasionally sipping tea when Barbatos posed a logistical question about a joint human-devildom initiative.
Lucifer’s response was immediate. “I believe my spouse and I could oversee that transition smoothly.”
Silence.
Lucifer blinked. His teacup froze midway to his mouth. Diavolo choked on his drink. You turned to look at him, eyes wide.
“Your what?” Diavolo echoed, barely containing his grin. Lucifer cleared his throat sharply, every trace of his cool demeanor slipping. “My—MC. I meant MC.”
You tried not to laugh. “Did you just call me your spouse?” He looked straight ahead, ears slightly red. “It was... a slip.” Barbatos smiled knowingly. “A revealing one, Lord Lucifer.”
Later that night, he didn’t deny it again.
MAMMON
It happened in the middle of an argument with Levi.
“I ain’t gonna just let ya talk ‘bout my spouse like that!” Mammon snapped, puffing up like a furious cat. Levi blinked. “Your what?!”
“You heard me! My—” He froze, face paling. “WAIT NO I DIDN’T MEAN IT LIKE THAT.” You peeked around the corner with a surprised expression. “Mammon?”
“SHUT UP SHUT UP I DIDN’T MEAN SPOUSE LIKE SPOUSE, I MEANT… LIKE... FIGURATIVELY?!” Levi cackled. “Bro, just admit it. You’re simping out loud.”
Mammon refused to look at anyone for hours. That night, however, you found a hastily scribbled note under your door: "But like, if ya were my spouse… I wouldn’t hate it or nothin."
LEVIATHAN
“Yeah, I was playin’ that new co-op route with my spouse—uh, MC, and—”
The voice chat went silent. Levi's streaming audience was already blowing up the chat with spam.
"YOU HAVE A SPOUSE??? 😱💍"
" SPOUSE REVEAL WHEN?"
Levi nearly fainted. His face turned purple as he muted himself and scrambled for damage control. “Oh my god oh my god I can’t believe I said that, MC’s gonna die. I’m gonna die. I can’t exist anymore.”
You knocked lightly on his door. “Sooo… I’m your spouse now?” He screamed and yeeted a body pillow into the air. “But like... do you wanna be?” he muttered later while clinging to you, voice tiny.
SATAN
It happened while he was reading. “…My spouse always reminds me of this character,” he murmured aloud, flipping a page. Then he paused.
His eyes widened.
You, lying next to him with your own book, raised an eyebrow. “Your what?” He looked mortified. “I said that out loud?”
You smirked. “Yep.”. “…Would it be inappropriate to say I’ve considered it?” You didn’t answer. Instead, you reached for his hand. He kissed your knuckles without another word.
ASMODEUS
“Oh darling~! This scent is perfect for my spouse...wait-”
You turned around slowly, your eyebrow arched as he froze mid-spray with perfume in hand. “I didn’t mean spouse! I meant future spouse! I mean, potential! POSSIBLY?!”
He tossed himself dramatically on the bed. “I hate how honest my tongue is. Ugh. But also… I mean if the shoe fits~”
He later gifted you that same perfume. “I only give signature scents to my lovers,” he whispered with a wink.
BEELZEBUB
You had just handed him a wrapped sandwich. “You’re the best. Thank you, spouse.” He said it so casually that it didn’t register.
You blinked. “Beel… did you just call me spouse?” He stopped mid-bite. “…Oh. I guess I did.” He chewed thoughtfully. “I like the way it sounds.”
You choked on your drink. “You… do?” He nodded seriously. “Would you like to be?” And he wasn’t joking.
BELPHEGOR
It slipped out during a nap.
You were half-asleep too, curled beside him in the attic when he mumbled, “C’mere, spouse… warm…”
Your eyes popped open. You whispered, “Did you just call me your spouse?” He didn’t respond. He was out cold again.
Later, when you brought it up, he smirked lazily. “Dreams tell truths we don’t say aloud, right?”. Cue a blush from you, and a sleepy arm around your waist.
