#i tried to keep the mc as nondescript and gn as possible

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Safe Space

One day I’ll write something not a week after I said I would. Today is not that day. So sorry. Anyway! This was inspired by an ask received on @devildomsexting ​ by @devildom-thot ​  about an MC who needs some safe space cuddles from ya snake boi.

Hope you guys enjoy and that I did the idea justice!

Warnings: None, just some fluff

It had been one of those days. Nothing had necessarily gone wrong but nothing had necessarily gone right for them either. You realized you should have known when you woke up twenty minutes late to the sound of Mammon banging and yelling on the bedroom door that it was just a day to throw into the trash. Once finding your D.D.D hadn't been charging and was creeping dangerously low on battery level, you should have just crawled back into bed. But no, that wouldn't fly with Lucifer. So you'd put yourself together the best you could and gone to RAD.

You could feel it in class, the burn out creeping in, the fatigue that didn't quite want to leave you alone after a supposedly good nights sleep. It could be felt every time something was just a little too loud. Or how everything seemed to be just a little too loud, how every conversation was exhausting even if it was from a place of concern and care by the brothers or the angels.

Space, peace and quiet. That was what you needed. By the time you made your way back to the House of Lamentation at the end of the day, it was almost a desperate temptation to slip under the covers of your bed and enjoy some quiet. But by past experience that there was no way the room would go unoccupied for very long. You could already hear some sort of commotion in the kitchen as you were approaching the bedroom door.

The brothers had become like your second family, and you were truly fond of all of them. But they weren't always what was needed on the days where too many loud noises guaranteed some tears. As you shed your RAD uniform in your room an idea came to mind; a safe place to decompress and let the overstimulation of the week wash off of your shoulders. After changing into more comfortable casual clothes, you slipped back down the hall and towards the almost always closed bedroom door.

After a few months of being around, Leviathan had trusted you with an open door policy into his room. If you knocked and he heard he would still ask for a password just to be safe, but on the chance that he had his special noise cancelling headphones on and didn't hear them, you were allowed in. After giving a tentative knock, only to receive no response after a moment, you concluded this was one of those times and stepped in slowly. Leviathan sat in his gaming chair as expected, headphones on with a look of concentration on his face that bordered frustration.

The motion of you entering caught his eye, drawing his attention away for a split second curiously to you. You gave a small wave with an equally small smile that did nothing to hide the tiredness in your eyes before pointing at the beanbag chairs for silent explanation. He nodded with a wave of permission before turning back to his game. Your steps were quiet on the carpeted floor as you made your way over to the plush seating. Already the muted sounds of the aquatic room brought some comfort to your mind. The only bright lights came from the computer screen at the moment, and even those weren't as harsh on your eyes at the moment.

At first you dropped down onto a beanbag with a heavy exhale, letting your body quite literally flop and sprawl across it. The occurrences of the day, the week really, ran through your mind as they were finally allowed to process in the near silence. The ambiance of Levi's room had always been calming to you, even if the demon himself wasn't there, but especially so when he was. The soft blues of his tank and its lights, the ripples given off despite the lack of occupants inside said tank aside from Henry 2.0. The rhythmic tapping of Levi on his keyboard helped coax your mind to silence like a familiar song.

Then there was the demon himself.

Despite his sin and the jealousy often displayed when he got aggravated, Leviathan was your comfort, your safe space. A safe person who never expected too much. Who knew exactly what it felt like to have just too much of the real world overwhelm you. He understood when the touch of someone else felt like sandpaper, or how other voices sounded like nails on a chalkboard. He understood and knew how to give you space even when you couldn't verbalize when you needed it. And he knew what each little step back down to being grounded meant and what it took sometimes, so he never complained about how long it took. Even if you fell asleep in his room after hours of silence between you.

A soft smile grew on your lips as you snuggled into the beanbag, letting your eyes close and your body relax slowly.

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Once again the offending red lined text of 'Game Over' shouted out at him from his screen, making Levi snarl in annoyance at his computer. He had been struggling with this particular puzzle aspect of the game for who knew how long now. It was so close to the end of the game and he thanked Diavolo there were save points. Or else he quite probably would have broken his monitor screen in frustration.

As he reloaded his last save, the thought occurred to him that he hadn't seen you leave, or really move around, out of his peripherals for a while. Hitting the pause key, he let himself straighten out and stretch before turning to look for you in his room. At first he didn’t see you right away but as he turned to look the other way, a light pressure on his tail drew his attention down. At some point he must have let out his demon form due to his frustration at the game, no surprise really, it happened a lot. But that wasn't what caused him to flush and silence a stammer before it came out.

Between the time you had come in and now you had moved your chosen beanbag over to be beside his chair. Your body was curled just barely away from him, not quite on your side but not quite on your back either. Your face was relaxed with a happy, genuine little smile on your lips. Though your brow was lightly furrowed in your sleep, as if the stress of the waking world didn’t want to let you go just yet. His tail had curled around your shoulders and in your sleep you had cuddled up to the length of it like a teddy bear. As if on reflex the tip reached up to smooth out the furrow in your brow before relaxing back down again.

Levi felt his heart beating in his throat as you murmured and snuggled his tail more, blissfully unaware of his eyes on you. It felt like a mirage, an illusion that would surely vanish if he were to make any sudden moves or noises. Even as he felt your very real warmth around his scaled limb. He could still remember what you'd said when he asked why you liked to sleep beside him, even in his chair.

"You're like cave at sea Levi. Watching over me and keeping me safe from all the noise outside."

It still made his face flush when he thought about it. Not that he wasn't already bright red at the sight of you now.

Tentatively, slowly, like he truly was afraid you would vanish at his touch, he reached down and brushed his fingers lightly through your hair. When you barely stirred, he decided it was probably safe to move you to his tub with him. As carefully as he could once his game was off, he scooped you from the beanbag into his arms and carried you to his bathtub bed.

By the time he had the both of you settled into the cushions, you on his chest and his tail still in your arms, he could feel his heart swelling proudly.  The fact that you trusted him enough to sleep so deeply around him, despite him being a demon, despite him being a yucky otaku with nothing to offer. You still chose him when you needed someone to be safe with. He could feel his grin widening as the giddy warm feeling that he usually got when you smiled at him spread over his body.

"Sweet dreams normie." He whispered into your hair once he'd pulled the blankets around the two of you, knowing he would be ready to be there for you when you woke up. Until then he would be content to hold you in his arms as long as you needed.

#obey me fic #obey me leviathan fic #obey me shall we date #obey me fanfic #i tried to keep the mc as nondescript and gn as possible #listen the snake boy just wants to cuddle you #will probably reblog in the morning so sorry peeps who see this twice #obey me levi fluff