Mimzy's eyes fluttered open as she woke. Her eyes landing on the sleeping face of her lover. Mimzy smiled reaching a hand over to stroke their cheek reminiscing over the first time they met. 

Mimzy had gotten a gig at a pretty nice restaurant. It was so lovely with a modern yet 1900's theme. It had a small but efficient crew, including Y/n. They were the charmer of the crew, always wearing a kind smile and a soft voice to company it.

Mimzy walked in. It was quiet, giving that it was early afternoon. It was long before she was to perform but she had to get ready. She saw a few waiters and waitresses smirk at her in a knowing manner. Mimzy was distracted however when she heard the sound of shoes against the tile floor. She saw a (hair colored) demon with (Eye color) eyes and a smile. 

"So sorry I'm late ma'am. We thank you for performing tonight," They bowed rising back up with a gentle smile. "My name is Y/n, I will help you with getting ready for your performance tonight. Now then, let's get you to your dressing room." They said, their posture perfect and their arm extended. Mimzy smiled and linked her arm through Y/n's as they lead Mimzy to her dressing room. Once they arrived Y/n opened the door for Mimzy. She walked in, looking around seeing the makeup and sofa. She looked over to Y/n to see them standing beside the door. at further inspecting, she saw their body looked stressed and tired as they filled a water glass for them.

"Darlin', come sit by me." She said, patting the seat beside her on the sofa. Y/n's face erupted in a surprised expression. (and maybe a slight blush to go with that.) 

"Oh, I couldn't possibly. It is my job to make sure your comfortable!not to make myself comfortable in your space!" They said. They clearly valued their role and took it very seriously. Mimzy rolled her eyes and grabbed their hand. With a lovely smile, she looked at them and spoke.

"Hon you look like you need a break. I won't mind if you take just a few moments to relax." A large blush spread across Y/n's face. They slowly sat down. As soon as they hit the soft cushions, their shoulders slumped and their back relaxed. Y/n let out a sigh of relief, melting in the couch more. Mimzy giggled at their behavior. 

"You must have been exhausted," Mimzy said, walking over to the vanity, of which had an abundance of makeup neatly organized ontop of it. She began doing her makeup as Y/n slept on the small sofa. After about an hour. Mimzy was ready. She looked behind her and saw the sleeping demon and smiled. Walking over, Mimzy slowly woke the demon. Y/n opened their eyes and blushed to realize they had fallen asleep. 

"I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to fall asleep! God, I'm such an idiot-" Y/n was cut off by Mimzy pressing a figure to their lips in an attempt to quiet them. 

"How about you show me to the stage?" She asked in a soft voice. Y/n nodded as they stood, straightened themselves out, leading Mimzy to backstage. After Mimzy got settled Y/n went back to work, greeting guests, taking, and running their orders. After just a few hours, they had a packed house. The small crew worked to get everyone situated and Mimzy was warming up her voice behind the velvet curtain. Y/n stepped up in front of there curtain, adjusting the mic. The crowd went quiet, paying attention to the stage. 

"Hello everyone and welcome to the Hells Kitchen restaurant! I hope everyone is enjoying their food. We have some entertainment for you. May I introduce, the lovely Mimzy! singing 'Why Don't You Do Right.'" Y/n stepped off the stage returning to serving customers. The ruby-red curtains were pulled back to reveal Mimzy in a sparkly dress and her make up done. She grabbed the mic and began to sing. 

"You had plenty money, nineteen twenty-two.

You let other women make a fool of you.

Why dont you do right, like some other men do?

Get out of here, get me some money too" 

Y/n blushed as they poured a couple's wine. They didn't expect Mimzy's voice to be...so hypnotically beautiful.

"You're sitting down wonderin' what it's all about

If you ain't got no money, they will put you out

Why dont you do right, like some other men do?"

Apparently, other people at the restaurant thought the same thing as Y/n...and maybe a little more so. Y/n saw some other men and women looking at Mimzy with hungry eyes. There stare traveling up and down her body. As Y/n served a young demon some more whiskey, they saw him biting his lip and looking at Mimzy with lust. At that moment, Y/n felt a twinge of jealousy and anger in their heart. They scowled at them as they walked away to serve someone else.

"Get out of here. Get me some money too.

why dont you do right like some other men do?"

Mimzy finished the song, waving to the crowd as she disappeared back to the dressing room. The crowd cheered as she walked back. Once Y/n finished running some dinner to some customers, they headed to Mimzy's dressing room. As they got closer, however, they heard Mimzy talking in a panicked tone. 

"S-sir, your not supposed to be here." Y/n's eyes filled with rage as they did a quick knock before busting open the door, seeing an overweight man with a large disturbing smile practically drooling as the held one of Mimzy's dresses. Y/n stepped in front of Mimzy a scowl clear as day on their face.

"Sir, I'm afraid that this is a restricted area. I will not hesitate to use force if you do not cooperate. Now, go." They said a scary look on their face as they held open the door for the creep. The man rolled his eyes as he kept picking up clothing. Y/n let go of the door, walking over to him. With if a few minutes, the creep had a bruised face and escorted out by Y/n. Y/n ran back with a handful of Mimzy clothes and handed them to her. 

"I'm so sorry Mimzy! He was not supposed to be here and-" Y/n was cut off one again as Mimzy smiled and giggled. 

"Your very sweet. Thank you for that. Say why dont me and you go out some time." She asked. An enormous blush erupted across Y/n's face. "Y-y-y-y" Y/n stopped and just nodded, trying not to embarrass themselves more. Mimzy giggled again before kissing Y/n on the cheek, grabbing her bag and walking back home. From then on, the two began meeting more and more eventually they began dating. 

Y/n's eyes opened. They smiled seeing Mimzy and feeling her hand on their cheek. They buried their head into her chest, finding the idea of getting up unfavorable. 

"C'mon baby. I gotta go make breakfast." Mimzy says as she runs a hand through Y/n's hair. They hummed in protest as they unraveled their arms from around Mimzy. The two went on with their day. Cuddling, dancing, and cooking.