[Name] woke up and found that he was in his pyjamas and the bed that was under him was much softer than what he was used to but shrugged it off and went off to start his morning routine playing some music in the background.
Now focused on his phone and having his headphones in he made his way downstairs, completely unaware that he was being watched, grabbed some toast and left. Found his car and left for work.
Desmond wondered why his boyfriend of four years just ignored him, he was fine after the accident but now he is being ignored. He watched his boyfriend go, frowning heavily and with a slightly heavy heart, he went back to his work.
The exchange program and the stack of paperwork that Lord Diavolo will be needing soon. But the one thing that was at the forefront of his mind was, 'why was he acting so unusual today?'
Meanwhile, at work, [Name] was still going through the simple motions of his workday, like usual, turning in reports and theories, paperwork, helping clients make hard choices and recommending other places which will be of more help than here and trying to expand his business. He was working more as a consultant, something he did not mind at all.
The day, although repeated, gave [Name] a simple joy of seeing most of his co-workers and clients happy. But still, being quite alone and not interacting with too many people, otherwise, he would start to get extremely anxious. [Name] cringed slightly when he remembered almost having a panic attack at a conference meeting.
The day went by quickly and soon enough it was over and [Name] was going back home. On the way home, he found that the sky had darkened drastically, 'Maybe there's a change in the weather?', he thought. Shrugging his shoulders and stepping on the accelerator a bit more he zoomed off back home.
He parked his car, got out, opened the door and walked in.
Dumped his stuff on the drawer by the door and hooked up his jacket in the hallway.
"Honey, I'm home! Oh wait, that's right, I live alone," sighed [Name].
"No, you don't. Are you done playing around? Is there something wrong? You have ignored both me and my brothers today. They phoned me when you were at work, mentioning how different you were acting today," Desmond hated the slightly panicked tone in his voice.
[Name] flinched and stumbled back when he saw this man next to him. He did not even make a sound. That terrified [Name], why was there a random stranger in his house?!
Desmond's scowl deepened when he saw the other flinch back, there was something in [Name]'s look that made him irate. Why was he so scared? What happened? Desmond took a step forward and he watched, annoyed, as [Name] took a step back.
'Do I know this guy?', thought [Name], he was sure that if he saw someone so handsome, he would remember. So, who was this guy?
[Name] kept backing away from Desmond until he lightly hit his back against the wall and was cornered by Desmond.
Desmond smirked at this. He lifted his arms and inched his face closer to [Name], he wanted to feel those lips after a long day, but what he did not expect was a strong hand against his lips, firmly pushing him back.
His eyes shot open and glared at [Name] but softened slightly when he saw the other heavily flushed. Desmond grabbed the other's wrist in a strong grip and pulled the taller male towards him, full-on kissing him.
"Now, that's better, is it not?" said Desmond whilst smirking like a cat that got the cream.
'What the fuck?!', [Name] screamed in his thoughts, "Why did he just kiss me?! Why did a stranger just kiss me?! Also, how did he get in?!'
"I-I'm sorry. But I am not sure who you are? I wouldn't mind if we got to know each other but-"
Desmond stumbled back. 'What?'
The white-hot panic he had felt when he was carrying Lilith in his arm when he fell. The doctors said that [Name] was fine. 'H-how did he forget?'
"Is there something wrong? You look pale, let me help you to the couch."
[Name] snaked his arm around Desmond's waist and helped the other to the sofa, Desmond was grateful for this, still in a state of shock and panic. He shakily got out his phone and texted the group chat, notifying his brothers to come down.
"U-umm you can lean on me if you want?"
"No, it is quite alright."
[Name] did not know why but being brushed off like that made him wince slightly.
'Of course, he wouldn't like it. He's the Avatar of Pride, after all,' sounded a voice in [Name]'s head. He flinched slightly again, this time Desmond did not see as he was focused on his phone, texting his brothers.
'Do not say anything out loud, lest they think you're insane.'
'Wh-who are you?'
'I am a system; you have come into a different world. Did you not know this? You transmigrated into this world, after all.'
'Oh-oh, how? I didn't mean to, I'm pretty sure that I just fell asleep on my couch.'
'Hmm... Then I shall formally introduce myself, I am Lucian, your Host System. I'll be guiding you along the way and-'
He was cut off by [Name].
'Do you think I can get back to my world?'
'...That I do not know. I am sorry, sir.'
'You'll have some tasks you need to complete.'
'Tasks?'
'Yes, I shall fill you in on that later, it seems as if the brothers are trying to get your attention.'
'Oh, okay. Talk to you later.'
[Name] blinked and pressed back into the sofa when he noticed two stunning emerald eyes staring into his eyes.
Satan sighed he wasn't sure what caused this sudden memory loss of [Name].
He got close to [Name] and tried to examine the other's eyes, not expecting the other to blush heavily and start speaking loudly and in a panicked and rushed manner.
Satan grabbed the other by the shoulders and told him to be calm.
"D-don't hurt me, please..."
"Nonsense, we won't hurt you. Why would we hurt you? You're a dear friend of ours and my annoying big brother's lover. You were the one that helped him from a dark place."
"D-did I?"
"Yes, now, it seems as if you truly lost your memory."
[Name] watched the blonde walk back to where the brothers had huddled together.
'What on earth is happening?', thought [Name] scratching his head as he watched the others all talk among themselves.