A/N: Would this ever happen? Probably not. Am I still going to write this? Yes. Will it be lazy? Yeaaa.
I really just wanted to write this, that’s all.
Summary: It’s high time Lucifer stops the abuse, and Mammon’s clearly had enough
Genre: Angst To Fluff
Tags: @rennari @hanashii @mammoneythegreat @sufzku @absolutepokemontrash
(Figured y’all might want to read this lmfao)
Warnings: Mentions of execution, abuse and slight violence, not proofread
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“He didn’t do anything, Lucifer!”
It was normal, for MC to be defending Mammon from the eldest, and he always felt somewhat bad for getting his favourite human involved.
“I was with him the entire time! He didn’t steal anything!”
“He’s the only one in this household that would steal.”
Mammon scoffs. He was so tired of this, he just wanted to eat and get back to his room.
The argument continues, multiple insults are thrown back and forth, mostly directed at Mammon.
Scumbag.
Bastard.
“Perhaps execution would be the easiest solution.”
“Wha- You can’t do that!” MC says, about to step forward, but Mammon stops them. He was glowing with a rage he really never had before. It looked like he could kill someone just by looking at them.
He walks over to Lucifer, staring hm directly in the eye. The eldest raises an eyebrow.
“What Ma--”
SMACK!
It was all so sudden, but Mammon landed a hefty slap right to Lucifer’s cheek, which shocked everyone in the room, but really, it shouldn’t be no surprise, Mammon was always capable of doing this, but just scared to.
“How’s that for you and yer stupid pride, huh?” He growls.
“You abuse me left and right, every fuckin’ day, and I’m tired of it. You claim you love me, that I’m your favourite brother, so then why don’t you show it?! I know I can get reckless, but that doesn’t mean you have to hang me up on the chandelier until I pass out!”
“Mamm--”
“No! I don’t wanna hear it! Every time I try to defend myself, I get a beatin’ like that’ll solve anything! You make no effort to change, even when you see me hurt because you’re just a god damn sadistic dictator.”
With that, Mammon grabs MC by the hand and drags them to his room.
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Now, they were on his bed, MC combing through his hair as they hum, with Mammon just clinging onto their waist.
“I’m proud of you, Mammon.” They smile. “I’m glad you were finally able to stand up to Lucifer.”
They could feel the heat from his face radiating of him, making them laugh a bit as they lean down to kiss /his head.
