The Point of No Return - Part 6/???, Diavolo x MC x Lucifer
“You needn’t worry about her, Lucifer.” Diavolo insisted, “MC will always be safe while she is in my company.”
“Yes, my Lord.” Lucifer nodded.
Although that wasn’t actually what he was concerned about.
Satisfied with Lucifer’s response, Diavolo nodded before smiling once again.
“Well if that concludes our conversation, I’ll go and seek out MC if she’s free.” He stated, walking toward the door.
Lucifer opened his mouth to speak but stopped himself. Instead, he frowned as he watched Diavolo leave the room. Pinching the bridge of his nose between his fingers, he muttered to himself as he turned back around toward his desk.
Worry filled his mind as he stared at his workload. The only thing that seemed capable of making Lucifer relax was MC and he could feel her slipping into the grasps of Diavolo.
As he took a seat behind his desk, Lucifer’s eyes fell on the blanket on the armchair that MC had been tucked under only mere hours ago. He wondered whether he should have stayed with her rather than go to his own room.
But just as quickly as the thought entered his mind, it soon vanished again. Shaking his head, Lucifer’s focus returned to his work as he rid himself of such pathetic thoughts.
How could it be that he’d grown so protective over MC?
Meanwhile, striding down the hallways, Diavolo had a cheery grin on his face as he made his way through the house. As he approached the stair case, his large hand gripped the bannister before ascending them.
Making his way toward MC’s bedroom, he could hear her voice as he neared it. And as he appeared in the doorway, happiness filled him when his eyes fell on the human.
Sat on her bed with Asmodeus, he and MC were gossiping to each other when they noticed the colossal prince nearby. MC was busy telling the demon all about her day at the palace when Asmodeus quickly shushed her; perhaps not very subtly.
Turning around from her seat on the bed, MC raised her eyebrows after seeing Diavolo stood behind her.
“My Lord.” She breathed, “is everything okay?”
Asmodeus watched the pair of them eagerly. As soon as Diavolo had arrived that morning, he sprinted to MC’s room to tell her. Ever since finding out the human had been invited to the Prince’s palace alone, Asmodeus has been very keen to find out what was going on.
“Yes, there’s no need to look so sheepish.” Diavolo chuckled, entering the room. “I came to see how Lucifer was getting on.”
“Ah!” MC nodded with an awkward smile.
Diavolo had never come to her room alone before and with Asmo close by grinning like the Cheshire Cat, MC was lost for words.
“I expect you’re wondering why I’ve come to see you.” Diavolo chuckled, as though he could read MC’s mind, “I know we agreed for you to arrive at the palace this afternoon but I thought perhaps now that I’m here, you’d like to come with me now? Providing you’re not already occupied of course.”
He had a smile on his face as he made his offer to MC. She reciprocated the expression, surprised by him.
“Of course, my Lord.” She nodded.
“Excellent.” He grinned, “I’ll be waiting in the entranceway.”
The room was silent as Diavolo left. It wasn’t until his footsteps could no longer be heard that Asmo grabbed MC by the shoulders and turned her around.
“Right you can’t beat around the bush any longer, MC!” He insisted, “Why does Diavolo keep inviting you to the palace alone?!”
MC laughed at how enthusiastic he was and desperate to find out the truth.
“He likes to watch me play.” She admitted quietly.
“Play with what? His dick?” Asmo furrowed his eyebrows.
“No!” MC playfully shoved him on the shoulder, “it’s nothing like that, As. He found out from Lucifer that I play the piano and asked me if I’d perform at his jubilee. He invites me over to the palace so that I can practice.”
“Since when do you play an instrument?” He scrunched his face.
“Since when did you start asking me so many questions?” MC laughed as she got up.
Walking across the room, she grabbed her bag from a nearby chair while Asmo remained strewn across her bed.
“I’ll see you later.” She spoke as she hovered in the doorway.
“Let me know if he plays with your keys, won’t you?” Asmo asked with a sly grin on his face.
Rolling her eyes, MC walked away from the door. “It’s not like that!” She repeated from within the hallway.
Once she reached the staircase, her eyes fell on Diavolo who was stood at the bottom. He had his arms folded as he stared at one of the portraits on the wall; observing the demon within it.
“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting, my Lord.” MC apologised as she quickly descended the steps.
Hearing her voice caused him to swiftly turn on his heel.
As the pair entered the palace, MC prepared herself to walk in the direction of the room with the piano in. Beginning to take off her jacket, Diavolo quickly stopped her.
“Here.” He spoke, assisting her with the sleeve.
MC blushed at his gesture, unable to believe the fact that Prince was the one helping her. “Is Barbatos not here?” She asked sheepishly as he walked toward the cloakroom to discard her outerwear.
“I’m sure he’s here somewhere.” Diavolo chuckled.
Returning to MC’s side, he smiled warmly at her; causing the human to feel even more nervous than before.
“Now MC, I have a confession for you.” He started, immediately worrying her.
“Is everything okay, my Lord?” She questioned quickly.
“Yes, there’s no need to panic.” He assured before pausing.
Diavolo had a content look on his face as he momentarily just focused on MC.
“Then what might be wrong?” She asked quietly.
“As much as I adore your talents I was wondering if today you’d like to take a break from playing for me.” He pondered, “tell me, MC, do you like flowers?”
“Flowers?” She questioned completely baffled, with a small smile appearing on her lips.
“Yes!” Diavolo grinned, amused by her confusion, “I’ve just had Barbatos touch up the palace gardens and wondered if you’d like to see them?”
MC’s heart completely eased having just thought Diavolo was going to drop a bombshell on her. She couldn’t help but smile at the goofy grin on the Prince’s face as he anticipated her answer.
Her skin grew warm as she met eyes with Diavolo.
“You worried me, my Lord.” She chuckled, “but yes, I’d love to see the gardens.”
“Excellent!” He beamed, “follow me.”
Walking through the palace, MC remained a few steps behind as she followed Diavolo. Her eyes never left him as she pondered over what was happening.
Surely the Prince should have other matters that need attending to rather than showing one of the exchange students around the gardens? Do Simeon, Solomon and Luke also get the same treatment?
Nevertheless, MC couldn’t help herself as she realised she enjoyed being in Diavolo’s company. And the thought that he didn’t only want her in the palace to play the piano for him made her heart flutter. She was beginning to see a much more genuine side to him and she looked forward to discovering more about the Prince.
“Here we are.” He spoke as they approached a colossal, golden framed door covered in windows. Turning the handle, Diavolo opened it and gestured for MC to pass.
“Thank you.” She breathed as she stepped outside.
She’d never seen the palace gardens before and it was everything she’d imagined and more. Diavolo could see the amazement in her eyes and felt a sense of satisfaction from it.
“Well, MC, you are my guest so please tell me: what would you like to see first?” He asked.
MC bit her lip as she thought to herself. She could already see masses of impressive topiary across the vast space in front of them. But, thinking back to the human realm, she turned her head to Diavolo.
“Do you have roses?” She asked.
“Roses?” He repeated, surprised. Usually when anybody was shown the gardens, they immediately expected to see the bush maze or vineyard, “yes, I have plenty of them.” He smiled.
Walking down the marble steps, the stones at the bottom crunched as Diavolo stepped foot on the path. Glancing over his shoulder, he held a hand out to MC as she carefully walked down behind him; trying to avoid slipping on the wet patches on each step.
As she looked up and saw Diavolo’s extended arm, her eyebrows raised.
“Not to sound rude but you look like a deer on ice.” He joked, “Allow me to help you.”
MC’s face immediately went red at Diavolo’s comment before she sheepishly lifted her hand and placed it in his large one. He gripped her gently as he steadied her body. With his support, MC made it to the stone path. The slippery steps were the least of her worries after the way she felt her heart thud at Diavolo’s contact.
“Right this way.” He guided as he let go of the human’s hand to direct her to the rose bushes.
The pair of them travelled around the side of the palace, with MC gawping at everything they passed. She’d seen gardens back in the human realm but none of them compared to Diavolo’s.
Remaining quiet as she absorbed her surroundings, MC let out a breath as they reached their destination.
“Roses: as requested.” Diavolo nodded with a grin.
MC smiled as her eyes fell on the rows and rows of various coloured flowers. They reminded her of home and how her Mother would always buy MC a bouquet every time she visited.
“They’re beautiful.” She gushed, stepping forward to appreciate them more.
Diavolo didn’t say anything as he watched MC admire her surroundings.
With his hands in his pockets, the Prince had rosey cheeks as his gaze never left the human’s wandering body.
“I’ve never seen anything like it!” MC spoke, causing him to laugh. “I wish my garden looked like this.”
Shaking his head, Diavolo chuckled to himself before his focus turned to one of the bushes that was beside him. Turning his body, he carefully pinched the stem of one of the white roses before plucking it from the rest. He made sure to pick the biggest, most beautiful one.
He slowly stepped forward to where MC was currently stood before holding out the flower to her. “Here.” He spoke, “one for you to take home seeing as you love them so much.”
MC turned her head and bit her lip. She admired the sight before her: Diavolo looking as handsome as ever with a rose between his fingers.
“Thank you, my Lord.” She smiled, accepting his gift. “You’ve been very kind to me.”
“It’s my job.” He returned the smile.
MC nodded sheepishly as her eyes fell on the rose he’d offered her. Meanwhile, Diavolo found himself staring at the human again.
Yes, he did enjoy her company. He enjoyed it very much so.
A/N: well Diavolo certainly showed his Princey charms in this chapter! I wonder if MC will tell anybody about the rose he gave her. After all, it’s purely a professional relationship they have, right??