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@sapphicxslvt asked: Hi elii, I would like to make a request that I oh so desperately need. I would like to request a sleeping fic where mc cough me cough finally actually gets some damn sleep. I'm talking good zzz's. Drooling out the mouth sleep, stuck in a coma type of sleep. So sleep that if I… I mean mc,, is getting their arm chopped off by a damn machete I would,,,,,,I mean MC would never know. Thank you very much ♡(´。•ㅅ•。`)
Sleep bitch ^ with love ofc
MC is tired. They're very tired. The only thing they can look at is their bed. Dodging a very asleep Mammon on the floor, MC dives into their bed.
The pillows. The comforter. It's warm and inviting. And yet, MC pulls out their phone, opening it to check their messages. Of course, because the life of someone as important as MC can not stand to take a break.
Opening a message from Lucifer, it talked about wanting to go out with them tomorrow.
MC sighed, before hitting their keyboard. Only for the message to end with a bunch of random letters, and to send to Lucifer.
The phone fell to the floor, but MC doesn't bother even trying to grab it. They don't even notice it falling.
MC's body is still on their bed. There is a line of drool coming from their open mouth. They'll get a dry throat from sleeping with their mouth open.
Wait.
They're sleeping. MC is... sleeping.
Finally.
A good nights rest is all MC needs. Just... to recuperate.
Lucifer was worried when he got the response from MC. He first texted them, asking them to respond.
No response.
Then he called them. Surely MC had to pick up the phone, he was the strongest demon in the whole of the Devildom, after all.
No response.
The only logical thing to do next was to go directly to MC's room. So, to the room he went.
Passing the kitchen, Lucifer knocked on the door of MC’s room.
“MC, open up.” He said behind the door.
No response.
Lucifer loses his patience. Opening the door, he found MC on their bed asleep. He also found Mammon on the floor in a starfish position. Walking over to MC, he tapped them lightly on the shoulder.
"MC, are you alright?" He asked.
No response.
"Mammon," He turned and nudged his younger brother with his foot. "MC hasn't woken up, I have called once and came inside to wake them up, but they won't budge."
"...Hah?"
A few minutes later, all of the brothers were in MC's room. They still hadn't woken up.
Satan had come to the conclusion that MC was either dead or in a coma. Both of those completely freaked everyone out.
But Belphie’s the Avatar of Sloth, right? Shouldn’t he tell his brothers that MC was asleep?
He likes drama. 💀
The only thing that slightly calmed down the demons was MC's arm moving to cover their face.
"MC!" Mammon practically yelled.
No response.
No response, no response, no response.
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MC was sleeping rather well.
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