author: leviaphile
language: English
fandom: Obey Me
pairing: Leviathan x Arciel (MC)
note:
– this lore-fic is based on the song “I'm Glad You are Evil Too”
– I've uploaded it before (in Bahasa Indonesia). You can read here
– For this oneshot, I used translator and edit it (because I was too busy and lazy ueueu)
“I'm glad that you are you, that I am me, and for us two ... I'm kinda glad that you are evil too.” / This time, he will gather his courage.
The residents of Devildom seemed to be opaque NPCs tonight, at least to the two individuals who were engrossed in conversation along the way. Judging from the labels on the grocery bags, they must be from Anidaemon.
Despite the heavy bags under his eyes, the orange-iris youth was beaming. Not for a second did Leviathan— the young man's name— take his eyes off the petite white-haired woman— as if to make sure she didn't leave ... again.
“Levi, congratulations on completing Ruri-chan's doll collection, Ultrawitch☆Rainbow-chan's pashakore, and getting Seraphina-chan's newest figurine,” Arciel said, looking up briefly to stare at Leviathan.
“Thank you, Arci. This is one of my best days,” Leviathan replied, his face softening as he met Arciel's rainbow-colored eyes, “e-especially because you're back.”
When an RAD academic year ended, Arciel as an exchange student from the human world had to return home. Since Arciel left, the lives of the people close to her were no longer the same, especially Leviathan. Arciel could not be contacted via DDD, was not detected through the pact (every demon brother should be able to feel the seven deadly sins that Arciel experienced), and even Lord Diavolo lost track. Leviathan had also secretly hacked into the RAD database and visited Arciel's address, but she was not at her home.
For a moment, Leviathan wanted to tell her about his search, longing, and nightmares during the separation. However, he put it off. Let them talk about happier things, or trivial topics interspersed with laughter.
“I remember when I first called you, we also discussed about Ultrawitch☆Rainbow-chan,” Leviathan said nostalgically.
“Hehehe, I was confused at the time.” Arciel's little laugh sounded so sweet, Leviathan wanted to hear it again.
So Leviathan told more stories that extended to other anime titles, while Arciel listened and responded. The Envy Avatar's face turned red; both embarrassed for being too loud and moved by Arciel's reaction. He then changed the topic, “O-oh yeah, while you were gone, I bought you some Scarlet Zero merch. I haven't had a chance to give it to you yet because... a lot happened.”
Since returning to Devildom, Arciel barely had any time to herself. Friends invited her to play or just chat. Then, the Gold Hellfire Newt Syrup that Leviathan had ordered from Akuzon had caused an incident at the House of Lamentation. All was resolved thanks to the pact, but Arciel's face heated up when she remembered she ordered Leviathan to hold her tighter and kiss her.
“Ah... uh, thank you. And, uhm... I'm sorry,” she said, afraid that Leviathan hated what she did yesterday.
Twice. Best friends shouldn't kiss, but they did twice. The farewell kiss after Arciel almost confessed her love—which Leviathan couldn't reply properly. Second, the kiss under the pact during the Gold Hellfire Newt Syrup.
Arciel's guilt grew, followed by doubt. Maybe all this time Arciel had mistakenly thought that Leviathan had the same feelings. Maybe they should just be friends.
Leviathan was silent for a second as Arciel walked ahead of him. Arciel's back felt distant. If only Leviathan could know what the girl was thinking, because he didn't want Arciel to stay away.
*Why did she suddenly stop talking? Has Arciel stopped liking me?” Leviathan thought anxiously.
In Leviathan's opinion, it was natural for Arciel to move on from him. He was just a cowardly otaku who had trouble expressing his feelings properly. He got jealous too easily, but afterwards joked that Arciel was a friend. However—-perhaps influenced by demon instincts—-Leviathan would not give Arciel up for someone else, not ever.
Leviathan was determined. Even if only a little, Leviathan wanted to become bolder and more confident. Walking over to Arciel again, he tried to ignore his slightly trembling hands. Nervousness attacked, but this was still much better than losing her, “Arciel, may I hold your hand?”
Spontaneously Arciel turned her head left and right, making sure no one was watching. Then, Arciel nodded. Their hands were held to each other.
Each of them had an inner conflict with themselves. However, there was one thing that could not be denied. Their hands were warm.
If Devildom had a Family Card system like in the human world, Lucifer—the Head of the Family— would say that the House of Lamentation was inhabited by eight people. Putting aside the pact, seven demon brothers had built a platonic relationship with a half-human, except for one. Arciel was part of the family, and they also saw her as family, except for one person. Yes, one person who in the future could make Arciel their real family.
What is that person doing now? Sending Arciel memes and links to animanga fandom discourses.
“Look, the fandom is acting up again. I'm sick of the drama,” Leviathan wrote, along with some supporting emojis and an image of a related meme.
Arciel, who was working on an assignment in the planetarium room, laughed. She replied with a photo of the sky. “Just mute and block. Instead of thinking about that, look at the beautiful sky.”
“You're in the planetarium, right? A good atmosphere usually brings good luck. I'm going there for gacha.” The reply was followed by, “It's not that I want to see you or anything,” but Arciel's DDD screen showed that Leviathan was still typing, and the final reply was, “Yeah, I want to see you.”
Leviathan's honesty caused Arciel to be flustered and not reply to the message until Leviathan arrived. On the other hand, there were no headphones hanging around Leviathan's neck, but there were earphones. There was a song he wanted to listen to with Arciel.
“Henry, pray for me.”
After saying goodbye to Henry 2.0, Leviathan picked Arciel up in her room on the first floor. He took Arciel out for a walk without scheduling typical otaku activities. This was a normies-style date-though Leviathan didn't mention it explicitly.
Leviathan reflected in the DDD's front camera, wanting to make sure he looked good enough. He regretted not wearing nice clothes, but was embarrassed to ask Asmodeus for help. His fingers combed through his purplish-blue hair, trying to change the style of his bangs, then undoing it again because it felt weird.
A soft, refreshing fragrance wafted in as the door opened. Arciel's dressing style was cuter than usual. Later, Arciel was embarrassed that Leviathan's appearance seemed normal. Arciel overthink this was a date.
Arciel was too nervous to realize that Leviathan's mouth had gaped slightly in fascination. Oh Demon King, Leviathan forgot to anticipate that Arciel's beauty would instantly be beyonds with just a little effort.
“W-where are we going?” asked Arciel, pretending to be casual despite actually wanting to change her outfir.
Leviathan stammered, “Uh... oh, yes. Let's go.” You're so beautiful, the last sentence was said silently.
They walked side by side. This time, Leviathan asked Arciel to tell him where she disappeared to. Arciel told him about the training session with the six Great Elementals. In the spirit world, there was no DDD signal. The elemental spirits chose to close themselves off from outside beings, especially demons and angels. They were the oldest beings who focused on protecting nature. Their only portal was connected to the forest in the human world.
“I got the mission and title of Daughter of Nature, but I put forth the condition that I be allowed to live wherever I want, including Devildom.”
Becoming a Daughter of Nature and being in charge of restoring the nature destroyed by humans for the good of all creatures including humans. It sounded like a noble mission at first glance, but Arciel was not that kind of person. There are many evil humans that she hates, but she is not willing to harm good humans, other living things, and nature because of them. When nature was angry, it was unable to distinguish between good and evil. After much thought, Arciel proposed terms that could benefit all parties.
In Devildom, she had a new life; neighborhood, friends, family, and loved ones. There was no way Arciel would leave them, especially for the benefit of the humans who had destroyed her life.
“Don't leave again, Arci. Stay here,” Leviathan pleaded.
Footsteps brought them to the same place as the night before Arciel left. A desolate plateau. The place where they could see the scenery of Devildom clearly. The Demon King's castle which from afar cast a purplish glow stood out amidst the colorful lights of the surrounding buildings.
Silently, they both reminisced about that night. Arciel again had mixed feelings—hoping Leviathan would not be overwhelmed by her confession, while at the same time unable to forget the first kiss.
Leviathan looked down, looking Arciel straight in the eye. If he was honest, he was extremely nervous. However, he was determined. It was time for Leviathan to declare and reach out to someone he longed for.
“That time I couldn't say it properly because I was shocked and nervous, but I-I mean it, Arciel. I... want to marry you someday. It wasn't a joke or a random answer. And maybe until now you haven't known about my feelings. I'm going to say something that can't be properly said on that day.”
There was a pause of a few seconds for Leviathan to take a breath and give Arciel additional time to digest his words.
“I love you, Arciel. Always you and only you. I want to be with you forever.”
A drop of water fell from Arciel's eye. Leviathan brushed it away gently before Arciel even moved a hand. Without removing his hand from the side of her face, Leviathan asked Arciel to be his lover. Arciel nodded, being speechless.
The hand that holding the side of Arciel's face trembled, “S-say something. I'm getting embarrassed myself.”
“I uhm... I love you too, Leviathan. My feelings are growing bigger every day.” Arciel slowly touched Leviathan's hand that was still holding hers. Although they then pulled away from each other, their eyes locked.
“Arciel...,” Leviathan called.
“Yes?”
“We've never kissed properly, have we? W-would it be okay if I kissed you?”
With just a nod, one of Leviathan's arms wrapped around Arciel's waist. Clumsily, they tried to adjust their height before kissing. This time there was no spontaneity or external force. Purely driven by desire.
Uncomfortable standing on the tips of his toes, Arciel jumped. She changed to her true form, and floated low in the air. Leviathan saw the sky of Devildom behind Arciel's slightly fluorescent and transparent wings. It was beautiful.
While pulling Arciel closer, Leviathan also transformed into the form of a sea serpent demon. Now they were both in their true forms, closed their eyes, and used their lips to communicate heart to heart—because there were many things that could not be conveyed through words.
Two people from different worlds fall in love. They will do anything to stay together.
(—even if the world forbids it and karma targets them, their love is eternal.)