“Why are you with him, anyway?”
Mighty gave Iblis a look as he set his mug of hot tea on the side table beside him. The fire god wasn’t looking at him, instead keeping their eyes trained on the television. The armadillo still noticed the steam the way they fidgeted slightly and the temperature in the room getting /juuust/ a bit colder.
“Who, Meph?” Mighty asked, raising an eye ridge. “He’s my mate, Iblis! We’ve known each other for a while and we’ve--”
“--been through a lot, I know,” Iblis interrupted. Mighty kind of just stared at them, watching closely as they took a sip of their hot chocolate. “I just don’t understand why you’d //stay// with him.”
Mighty thinned his lips. “I can’t leave him, Ibs.”
Iblis was silent for a time, drinking the rest of their hot chocolate with one, long gulp. They took a bite out of the mug next. Mighty was thankful they weren’t at his house. He loved his mugs.
Iblis finished off the mug, the sound of them crunching and chomping making Mighty’s head hurt slightly. Then, “You deserve better.”
That… took Mighty by surprise. He stared wide-eyed at Iblis, taking a breath and holding it for as long as he could. What was he supposed to say to that?
Nervously, the armadillo laughed. “What, like you? Are you hittin’ on me or somethin’?” Mighty joked, hoping that Iblis would play along. They were being oddly serious and he wasn’t sure how to handle it.
A bit of steam started to arise from Iblis. “N-no! I just--you deserve to be treated right! That’s all I’m sayin’.”
“Would /you/ treat me right, Iblis?” Mighty asked, a smirk on his face. He expected the fire god to make some joke about fire or explosions or even farts, but…
Iblis turned around to look at Mighty, their green eyes all focused on him. “Yeah, I would.”
Mighty just looked at them, a blush creeping up his cheeks and ending at the very tips of his ears. What… what the //hell// was he supposed to say to that?! Iblis was being completely serious. There was no stuttering or laughter or jokes or--what the hell!
“I--I-Iblis…” Mighty stuttered, clearing his throat and looking everywhere but at them. He couldn’t even finish his sentence, he was so frazzled. “I-I--”
“Let’s see what else is on, yeah?” Iblis said suddenly, picking up the remote and changing the channel. Mighty just continued to stare at them, his heart pounding in his chest.