Mammon sees them, leaning over the edge of the ship by the telescope, head tilted up towards the sky. He walks over to stand next to them, close enough for them to notice.
“The stars... they're bright tonight,” they whisper.
Mammon watches as their eyes scan the sky, absolute wonder on display.
“Yeah”, he says, not looking away. “Yeah, they are.”
(Send in a fake title and I'll tell you what I would write for it!)
MC and Belphie are in the observatory/planetarium/whatever its called.. the place where they watched the stars. The same place where Belphie asks MC to join a pact with him.
It's nighttime, they're looking up at the stars.
There's a whole setup, too. This is something the two of them do on the regular, just pulling up with a comfy pillow and a blanket to share. It started because MC was super stressed about something at some point, and it happened to settle in Belphie's mind enough that day to try and help them out a bit
After that first time, they both found that that they had a pretty good time. So they just .. sort of fell into a routine since MC has constant stress from multiple things like playing house therapist lol
Part of the reason why they have such a good time is because Belphie's surprisingly full of Random Star Facts, of both Devildom and Human World skies.
(Honestly? It was one of the ways he coped, especially right after...)
...and it felt nice, sharing this knowledge with someone who didn't already know. It wasn't all that impressive to him, but MC seems fascinated.
(He likes the feeling, no he doesn't, yes he does, only because- no he-)
And this time is like the others, where they're lying back, staring up at the sky. Belphie points things out, they talk about it, the conversation meanders in 5 different directions, only to circle back and tangent even more.
But at some point, its comfortable silence. He glances at them, they don't notice.
His eyes just.. stay on them. Watches the faint light illuminate their face.
(Their face is.. really lit.. the stars don't give off.. oh.)
(He looks away, closes his eyes a bit, willing his eyes to dim. Only opens them when they don't feel like they're heating up anymore. Normally he's more in control over it than that.)
(He wants to look at them again. Why does he want to look at them again? This is dumb. This is-)
(And he isn't the only one, either, he realizes. His mind flips through memories of them, how the House now seems to move and sway along with their influence, how he and his brothers circle around their approval, their laughter, their content-)
(He looks up at the stars. The stars twinkle, winking back at him.)
(A galaxy. His brothers and him.. only stars in their galaxy.)
