Angst with mammon/asmodeus
so I decided to write some angst with mammon/asmodeus.
I may decide to write to more but for now this is chapter one
Let me know if yall like it!!
TW: Mentions of depression, Cheating, Angst, drinking, You are already with Mammon but he’s a bit of slut lol, this is mostly vent art lmao.
Again chapter 1:
You ran out of the room, choking back tears, hearing those moans made you regret coming back when you thought he would be waiting for you. Mammon with some Witch saying things you know he would regret.
In some club spending money on demons, he shouldn’t be with. Smoke clouded your face as you tried to exit the club, pushing past demons, you didn’t know but all knew you as Mammon’s bitch.
He was your first and you were his second best. It felt like your whole world flipped and with that so did your stomach, you needed the bathroom.
As There was no going back all those innocent memories now stained with sin and broken like glass. You were holding your stomach as you ran past Asmodeus surrounded by demons trying to buy him a drink. He smiled full of pride that he was able to cultivate such a following wherever he went. When he saw you pushing past creatures in the club hyperventilating and clutching your stomach.
Now he was concerned.
“Excuse me my loves but I must be on my way” He slinked out of the circles of admirers.He called your name but the music was too loud and, your heartbeat was so strong it was all that you were able to hear in your head. Asmodeus sighed and quietly followed behind you trying to keep up with your erratic running. When you finally found the bathroom, Asmodeus was already there.
“Hey, angel you alright-”
thunk
You fell into his arms unable to keep yourself stable any longer, tears stinging in your eyes as you looked up at the fallen angel. You were about to cry when you started to gag, alarmed Asmodeus got you into a stall fast.
He loved you but he didn’t love the idea of you vomiting on his new outfit. As you puked your guts in the toilet he held your hair up. When you finally were able to stop, you just sobbed.
“You feeling better hun?” he asked concern dripping into his voice. He had never seen you cry before and, it deeply frightened him. He’d overheard conversations where your family only called to tell you how much you were fucking up, and you would walk out of the room fine. He’d seen you unable to clean your room or check your D.D.D for weeks then, pick yourself back up without even mentioning the time passed. The point is you never cried like this.
Like your heart was breaking, the pain in your sobs was something he couldn’t ignore. It was something that filled him with great distress. Looking up at a demon while sobbing was something you never thought you’d do. You felt so small, what the fuck were you thinking? The sadness was swallowing you whole, you tried so hard for him. Just for him to be with someone else, he heard every pain, every heartache you went through. Just for this.
You stood up, tears running down your face. Despite the sobbing, your voice sounded hollow.
“I’m fine, everything's fine.” You looked down at Asmodeus who was still shocked at the quick turnaround of emotions. “You sure hun? What happened?”
You paused wanting to tell him, but you didn’t want to be pitiful. You didn’t want to be something to fix. It felt so painful like your emotions were tearing you apart but, you refused to break over this.
“You got any makeup?” Your voice was empty but raw .Asmodeus still stunned just stood up and, silently passed you his bag.“Thanks, I can’t go out looking like someone punched me” you smiled at him. He just stared back with a confused look in his eyes.You started rummaging to find some concealer, as Asmodeus tried to process what the fuck just happened.
How could someone be in so much pain, then just stop?“ Are all humans like this?” he accidentally muttered out loud
“What?” you said back“ Oh dear, nothing let me help you with that makeup” he smiled and, walked you to the mirror so he could better apply it to your eyes.Once he finished you looked better, than you when you first tried to find Mammon.“There you go! Good as new darling.” He smiled brightly at you while you looked in the mirror.
“ Damn I look good, thanks,” you said while admiring his handiwork.A sigh of relief passed through as you realized at least Mammon didn’t know how hurt you were. No one had to know this slip-up you had. Even Asmodeus didn’t know anything and he was right there. Thank god. This nightmare can be over soon,
“Are you sure your good?” Asmodeus asked and tried to touch your shoulder, but you jerked yourself away. “Yeah, just drank too much ya know?”
You laughed but it was empty. Asmodeus just sighed, humans wore him out. Especially you. You were lying, but you didn’t feel like getting in touch with your emotions with a demon.
“Gotta go, Thanks for the touch-up!” then you nonchalantly slipped out of the bathroom before Asmodeus could say anything back. You hoped and prayed Asmodeus wouldn't investigate but even if he did all he would find is Mammon's mistake and your misplaced trust. When you left the bathroom, you realized Asmodeus should be the least of your worries. A crowd had gathered around the bathroom you had run into. And all their eyes were on you. Fuck fuck fuck was all you could think as your mind drew blanks. Pushing past the crowd was the only thing that made sense at the time. When you finally made your way to the bar, it felt like you aged several years. God, demons are hard to push past you thought as you downed a shot.
"Mc?" you heard a familiar voice behind you. You let the shot glass down slowly, a clink as it hit the counter.
Panic rising in your gut. You had one thought
"Fuck it's Mammon".