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It started with a very subtle tickle at the back of your throat. So subtle in fact that you barely noticed it. However it quickly became more serious than just a mild throat tickle. It was actually Leviathan who realized you were sick before anyone else.
"Are you getting sick? You keep clearing your throat. You aren't even paying attention to the movie." He paused the movie once you turned to cough into your elbow. You could tell he was worried.
"I only have a small cough but other than that I feel fine. It might just be allergies. Those weird flowers we walk past to get to RAD in the morning are blooming. I don't think it's anything serious." You replied, offering him a smile.
He frowned and was silent for a moment. "Still I think we should stop the movie here for now. If you actually are getting sick you should go to bed. But if you feel better tomorrow we can finish the movie after classes ok? This is the new TSL movie you've gotta give it your full attention!" With a sigh you nodded your head and went to bed.
When you woke up the next morning your cough was a bit more intense but your throat didn't actually hurt. Getting dressed for RAD you checked yourself over in the mirror, and even though you were a bit paler than normal you didn't look tired or anything. It definitely just had to be allergies.
Making your way down to the breakfast table you sat in your normal seat between Satan and Asmo and across from Mammon and Leviathan. Leviathan looked up from his game at you the moment you sat down and Asmo immediately commented on how you looked pale. The amount of concern that radiated off the seven demons you've learned to love so much was almost suffocating.
You tried your very best to hold your coughs in, especially with Lucifer staring at you so intensely but you couldn't keep them in forever. Eventually you let out a violent string of coughs into your elbow. You might be sick but you were still going to try to be polite. Satan rubbed gentle circles on your back while you coughed.
The second you were done with your coughing fit was when Lucifer spoke up. "You're not going to classes today. I expect you to go back to bed once you've finished eating." You pouted and looked at him. "But other than a cough I feel fine! I can go to class!" Quirking an eyebrow ruby eyes met yours. "How odd. I don't remember offering you a choice in the matter." Standing from the table the prideful demon straightened his tie. "I have to meet with Lord Diavolo before classes. Satan please stay home with MC today. You're the only one I trust that can take care of a sick human without knowing exactly what they're sick with."
With that Lucifer turned and left, leaving you sulking in your seat. The table was silent for once with all eyes on you. Pushing your plate over to Beel he actually stopped you. "You should eat MC. Especially if you're sick." The others were absolutely stunned. Beelzebub, the avatar of gluttony himself is refusing food?
You offer him a small smile and shake your head. "I'll eat later I promise. I'm not hungry right now." He hesitated for a moment before finally taking your plate and eating your breakfast. You weren't sure when but at some point during breakfast Belphie actually woke up. Locking eyes with him you seemed to know what he was thinking and squinted at him, silently telling him not to try what he was thinking. He remained completely stone faced. "You're all going to be late and Lucifer is going to rip all of you to shreds." Satan finally spoke up.
A chorus of irritated grunts sounded from the table and you rolled your eyes. "Oi don't tell your older brother what to do Satan! I'll leave when I'm good and ready!" Mammon yelled at Satan who just rolled his eyes. "Well I'm skippin' the student council meeting today!" Asmo shook his head at Mammon. "Stop yelling idiot. Once Diavolo hears that MC is sick there won't be a student council meeting."
Eventually the brothers all got up to leave, each one of them saying goodbye to you and promising to check on you as soon as they got back (Mammon threatening Satan to 'make sure you keep my human safe or else' only to be dragged out by Leviathan) On his way out Belphie rested his hand on your head which was the last thing you remembered before your world went black.
When you woke up you were gently tucked into Satan's bed, said demon reading in the armchair next to his bed. Sitting up you rubbed your eyes a bit. "What happened?" You asked watching as Satan closed his book to give you his full attention. "Belphegor placed you under a light sleep spell. He is the embodiment of sloth. It only makes sense for him to have the ability to put anyone to sleep. He can even control dreams if he wishes to." You let out a heavy sigh. "He's an asshole." Satan let out a soft chuckle. "That may be true, but how are you feeling? You look a little more rested than you did at breakfast."
You crossed your arms to pout, not wanting to admit that you did in fact feel a little more rested. "Here, drink some water." Satan handed you a glass and you drank about half of it before setting it down. "What time is it anyway?" Checking his DDD he responded "It's about lunchtime. You should eat. What do you want me to bring you?" You shook your head. "Actually can I go to the kitchen and make myself something? I want to get up and stretch my legs." "Only if you let me go with you. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if you fainted while out of my supervision." You agreed and you both went to the kitchen.
Making yourself something light to eat you ate with Satan in pleasant silence. It tasted a bit odd but you didn't make it like you normally do so you didn't think much of it. Once you were done eating you went back to Satan's room where you spent the rest of the afternoon studying devildom history. Eventually classes at RAD ended and you were immediately harassed by the others asking if you were ok.
You had a while until dinner so you decided to go take a shower hoping that would make you feel better. You did feel a bit better once you got done and dressed in a comfy pair of pajamas. It was then that you realized you couldn't smell your candle. Were you that used to the scent? Picking up your lotion that Asmo gave you you unscrewed the cap and smelled it and... nothing. Okay don't panic, you told yourself. Although that nagging in the back of your head had you quickly walking to Lucifer's room. The best way to test your sense of smell was his cologne, it was pretty strong.
Knocking on his door you waited for him to tell you to come in, which was almost immediate. "How are you feeling MC?" He asked. Completely ignoring his question you made eye contact with him which was a little difficult for you at times with how intimidating he could be. "Can I see your cologne for a minute please?" He raised an eyebrow but nodded, handing you the heavy glass bottle of the cologne he wore everyday. Taking the bottle you sprayed yourself three times and brought it up to your nose. When you smelled absolutely nothing you frowned and handed it back to him. "Lucifer I've lost my sense of smell." He immediately looked concerned. "How long have you not been able to smell?" You shrugged "I noticed once I got out of the shower. So maybe 20 minutes ago max."
He nodded a bit and walked over to you. "Okay. Try not to stress yourself over this love, I'll contact Solomon and Simeon to see if they can help." Biting your lip you sucked in a breath. "That's easier said than done." Patting your shoulder he reassured you that he'd find a way to fix this. "Do you wish to stay with me until it's time to head down for dinner?" Nodding you plopped down onto his bed which made him smile but of course you couldn't see it. You actually ended up falling into a light sleep until he gently woke you for dinner.
Sitting at the table next to Lucifer you gave weak smiles to the rest of the brothers. Beel and Belphie had ended up making one of your favorite dishes here in the devildom. However after taking a few bites of your food fat tears started rolling down your cheeks. Silence came across the table and Beel looked almost heartbroken, worried you didn't like it which just made you more upset. You could feel Satan staring at you but you figured he could sense your growing frustration. You wanted to flip the table over you were so stressed out. Mammon, who was sitting to your left gently wiped your tears which surprised everyone. "MC what's wrong? Does it not taste good?" Beel asked and you could hear the concern in his voice. You shook your head as more tears spilled down your face. "I can't taste anything." You said as you tried your hardest to hold back your sobs.
"We made it like normal- I'm not sure what happened. I'm sorry MC." Belphie said. You hiccuped as more tears fell. "No I can't smell anything either. I'm sorry for crying." You rubbed at your eyes willing yourself to stop crying but you weren't really successful. Lucifer gently took your hand. "I promise we'll figure out a way to get your senses back. Until then I'd like you to stay with me in my room. I'll let Solomon and Simeon know that it's not just your sense of smell that you're missing. Satan, Leviathan I'd like you two to try and do some research on this. If you find anything please let Simeon or Solomon know." Both brothers nodded and they all watched as Lucifer stood with you. "I'd like you to go rest. I'll stay with you. We'll bring you something light later. Just because you can't taste doesn't mean you can skip meals." You just silently nodded and followed Lucifer back to his room.
Once in his room he tucked you into his bed, taking his shoes off and getting in next to you. He held you close as you sobbed for what felt like hours until you eventually fell asleep to him gently stroking your hair.