The OC above has a crush on yours!

Dante had almost spat out all of the water he was drinking as Octiva confessed her 'love' to him. He briefly wiped his mouth with the back of his palm and looked at her with hooded eyes."..You what now?" The demon couldn't help but emit a chuckle as he covered his eyes in disbelief. Honestly, the whole situation was way too funny for him. "Believe me, I wouldn't mind a date or two if I wasn't a demon." Even Dante knew that he himself couldn't be trusted. "You might wanna stay away from me if you don't to get yourself into trouble. Hate to break it to you, but that's the reality." The demon then wondered, how in the world did she even gain interest towards him in the first place?

"A crush! What's that??" Dudley blinked innocently while smiling brightly. He listened to Yuki explain, needing her to repeat herself three times before he could differentiate the verb and the noun crush. "Ohh... Oh! So you like me a lot!" he thought aloud while tapping his chin, furrowing his eyebrows in thought. He had seen a lot of humans act close to each other under the term "love". He recognized that term, it was something the crabs shared too! But nobody had ever wanted to love him when he was a crab... To think that a human would, though! Wow!
Smiling brightly, Dudley nodded eagerly. "Okay! I like you too!" he declared. "What do humans do when they have a crush on each other?? Oh! Why don't we go to Red Lobster! I'd LOVE to show you off to all those STUPID crabs!"

Storyteller has seen a lot of things, but none of those experiences would prepare them for... this. Floating eyes blink at the, uh, shapeshifter in confusion. It takes several seconds for realization to flood in to them, signaled as their cheeks tint red. They open their mouth to speak, but their words seem to be stuck in their throat. 

"A- Ah, well..." They stammer, gloved hands fidgetting with the cane. "I- I- like... you too. But-" Fidgetting some more, the demon struggles to find the words. They're not quite used to say 'no.' "Not... in the same way, I suppose. I apologize." They add. "But- I guess... I- can give you a chance? Maybe a date or two and- and see how it goes?"

"God dammit, if I have to deal with another damn confession from your brats, I'm gonna-"
Alcott stopped in mid-yell as he was faced not with a shy student, but a confident demon. He blinked once. Twice. Three times. He slumped in his stance. "Well damn," was all he managed to say, the cigarette in his mouth threatening to fall down. What a gorgeous figure, he couldn't take his eyes off her. There had to be a catch, right? He knew he was high up there in the ranking system, but she had to beat him; no way would she go for him.
Whatever. Today wasn't the day for logic and reason to nag at him, he was going to do what he wanted, and he wanted to take this lady up on her offer.

Eelt blinks..a cat..thing liked him..how weird. He breaks into a smile though and picks the cat thing up and hugs it. "Well I don't like you back but I really wanna be your friend! You're so cute and cuddly!" He nuzzles his face into the cat things belly. "My mama's making cookies, you wanna come with? They're super good and they'll make your stomach glow!"

Ismael was quick to avert his eyes, they widen in the "are you seeing this" expression towards his closest friend, which is quite a lot of emotions for Ismael in particular. 

Clearing his throat, he glanced back at the other, sinking down a bit in his seat, his small stature becoming even smaller in the shadow of the other. 
"I-uh, am quite honored to have caught your attention" he cleared his throat, his words hitting an octave with his anxious tone. God, Ismael didn't know how to handle such an obscure interaction. 
"Give me a moment, will you" the lyan stood up abruptly, taking his drink with him as if going to the trash around the corner, dumping it there and scuttering forward still in a straight beeline to avoid the situation, his phone already popping in notifications from the friends watching the event.

(RIP)