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I am here to request a one shot of Mephistopheles absolutely going dorky over MC suddenly kissing him. I need this buffoon to swoon all day, smiling like a dork until people notice him, at which point he snaps.

10/10 bonus points if Satan is there to snap a picture to send Lord Diavolo and 10/10 bonus points if Diavolo calls him out on his crush.

Thank you 🫶

Heheheh..

I love my wife tails.

I love him a lot.

I’ll be back.

Okay but in all seriousness, here's MC and Mephisto on a "not-date"

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I’d like to imagine the two were out and about, it wasn’t necessarily a date, just.. a professional outing where they needed to purchase a few things for an upcoming RAD even, where he also got them a few items they liked as a mini thank you, and then they just HAPPENED to stop for lunch since they were both hungry, where HE JUST SO HAPPENED to offer to pay for everything since it was the least he could do for the PLATONIC assistance they offered!

so here the two are, PROFESSIONALLY and PLATONICLY sitting across from each other, the weather was basically perfect, so they agreed on an outside table at the nice cafe MC chose, to add on to it, the area was completely empty! no one else sitting nearby being noisy, just the two of them, alone, with the only noise being distance conversation being from inside the building... if anything this entire thing couldn't be LESS romantic!!

as soon as the two sat down MC pointed out items on the menu, they'd been there once before so they have a feel for what's good. however they get side tracked the moment he flips the menu to look at the back, immediately pressing their pointer finger against the dessert list.

"The cake slices they have here are fantastic, especially the strawberry cream. I nearly ordered the whole cake to take home, I only didn't because.. you know, Beel would have eaten it the moment I stepped foot on the lawn."

he glances away from the steak options he was eyeing to look down at the words their finger wasn't hiding, then turning his gaze back to them with a brow slightly raised. "I thought you wanted 'real food'"

"I do! I'm just making conversation!" they spit out quickly and defensively, though a smile stays glued to their face as they turn to look at him. their shoulder pressing against his as they gently tease him. "don't tell me you don't like cake, Meph."

a smile creeps onto his face as he feels warmth travel up his neck to coat his cheeks, he can hardly suppress a chuckle before then answering them. "Of course I do. however I assumed that after complaining the whole way here, you'd pick out an actual meal first." they scoff and blow a raspberry at him, leaning back into their own chair "I'm a free spirit, I thought you knew this already??"

this time a short laugh slips past his restraint and escapes his mouth, MC's smile widens a bit however they don't say a word. they don't even comment when the waiter comes around and he asks for two slices of cake after they order, they just smile and thank the waiter before then turning back to Mephisto.

their conversation quickly drifted away from RAD and whatever Diavolo might end up needing next, and instead about something more domestic. Mephisto went on about his younger brother, a trip his parents went on last month, his horses, and anything else that seemed to be currently relevant in his life. MC listens and responds with questions like- "How has that new filly been?" "did you and your brother like the cheesecake I sent over?" and of course "you haven't been over working yourself right?" questions that make him swoon internally, in reality he knows its ridiculous, but its nice to have someone worry, to have someone remember what he says, and to care enough to ask follow up questions. in turn he listened to them talk, they spoke on their classes, complained about projects, and mentioned a few things they've been wanting to buy(he's totally not mentally saving that information for later of course..) just the usual. however, alien to him, he finds himself spacing out to stare at them. taking in the detail of their eyes, the way their hands idly trace the floral pattern on the table cloth, how they bite their lip before saying something they'd consider to be rude or mean, the way they smile at him.. of course he forces himself to regain his focus.

They go back and forth like this for a while, their food arrives, their dessert a bit later. by then they had begun talking about Diavolo again, suddenly he remembered that it would be important to talk about the plan for the event. But it drifts away from the original goal quickly, MC of course being the one to change the topic the moment silence falls over the two for more than a few seconds.

"do you think there will be another dance soon?"

he look over at them as he glides his fork back into his nearly finished slice of cake. "I wouldn't know. why?"

"I was just thinking about it, the last dance was fun.. and I actually don't hate the dances at Lord Diavolos castle to."

"Hm, I don't usually attend the school dances."

"how come?"

"there's not much of a reason for me to go," He puts the end of his fork into his mouth, setting it down against the plate as he chews.

"shame, I'd love to dance with you. you're much better at it than the brothers."

he nearly chokes before turning his entire body to look at them

".. really?"

"yeah," MC leans forwards slightly, resting their hand atop of his. gently rubbing their thumb against the back of his palm. "I like doing things with you," they look into his eyes almost too casually, their eyes glancing down to his lips for a moment before they smirk.

"what's that look fo-"

They cut him off as they lean forwards and press their lips against his. His shoulders tense up for a moment before then relaxing, he slowly moves his hand out from under theirs to glide his fingers in between theirs, pressing his gloved palm against their bare hand. his unoccupied hand resting on their knee as he leans forwards. He nearly screams when he feels their tongue press against his lips, both of his hands squeezing the parts of MC he was holding. They pull away, licking their own lips for a moment before bursting out into a flustered giggled, as if their actions also caught them off guard. "ah, sorry, you had cream on your lips!" their giggle turns into more of a cackle as they cover their mouth, however they don't pull their hand away from his.

"I- I- you- HM-"

He raises his hand from their lap to rattle their shoulders gently.

"Napkins exist! you could have directed me to one instead of- of-"

they calm down enough to look at him without bursting out into a giggle fit again, "sorry sorry, I know it was unprofessional. I wont do that again."

"NO- no, ahem." he fakes a cough as MC fully falls into silence, staring at him slightly star struck as he continues speaking. "No as in it- you aren't in trouble, you don't have to apologize. I didn't.. hate it-" "BUT YES, that was an EXTREMELY unprofessional thing to do." "in public." "and with other people around." "and while we aren't.. completely alone." "together." He can't seem to find the ability to shut up. but he doesn't want them to think they shouldn't ever kiss him, or that they did anything wrong. but their face just makes him forget any kind of formality that has been embedded into his mind. however he forces himself to calm down with a deep breath inwards through his nose. "just don't catch me off guard like that again."

a shorter giggle leaves MC as they nod, a dorky smile coming across their face. "okay!"

and that was it, that's all it took for his mind to be elsewhere for the rest of the day.. and the next day as well. He had the urge to message them, to go meet up with them after class to walk them to their next, to hold their hand again, to lean in and kiss them again. ugh, it was almost frustrating, he could barely focus on what was happening around him. A few students gave him odd looks, which he only realized people were staring at him after a student approached and asked "are you feeling alright? You've been staring at that wall and smiling for the past thirty minutes.." Embarrassed he straightens himself up and forces his RBF back into place. he just cant help it, he even finds himself thinking about when he was free, maybe MC was free as well. he checks his phone maybe a hundred times, looking for notifications from MC that didn't exist. Soon his phone did buzz as he was on his way to the newspaper room, he quickly pulled it from his pocket hoping It was MC, only to shockingly feel slightly disappointed as it turned out to be from Lord Diavolo. he opened it and nearly dropped his phone, a picture. taken from in between bushes. of him and MC.

Kissing.

very tenderly.

a few more messages pop up on his screen "care to explain?" "I didn't realize the two of you were official now!" His hands shook slightly as he tried to type out a response "who."

"hmm?" "oh! Satan sent it to me! he saw the two of you out yesterday on your date." "If I had known you two wanted alone time, I would have sent someone else to run errands!"

He quickly began to type out "it wasn't a date" but before he sends it he gets a flury of messages from MC

"GO HOME" "SAVE YOURSELF" "SATAN SAW US" "YESTERDAY" "THEY'RE IN THE NEWSROOM" "RUNAWAY" "IM OUTSIDE" "THEY WONT SEPARATE US" "I REFUSE"

he inhales, gripping his cane tightly as a smile comes across his face. of course they'd go to warn him.

then he changes directions to promptly avoid the newspaper room. and to possibly go find MC. But he'd never say that part out loud.

- (WOW)