baby fever [multi-chapter]
self-preservation [multi-chapter]
wilmand street [multi-chapter]
by tired hands [4k]
losers [10k]
tell me again on a good day [9k]
heavy handed [3k]
mean streak [5k]
my perfect girl [2k]
cruel is the golden rule [2k]
paradise [1k]
does that answer your question? [4k]
you’re welcome, sweetness [2k]
summertime (is meant to fall in love) [4k]
far to fall [8k]
The best feeling in it's irony is when you look at the world around after depression episode. The feeling when you look around and feel so comforted and yet so out of place. When you feel you're really living and yet you feel so surreal. Everything seems so magnificent like you're seeing it for the first time.
The best feeling in it's irony is when you look at the world around after depression episode. The feeling when you look around and feel so comforted and yet so out of place. When you feel you're really living and yet you feel so surreal. Everything seems so magnificent like you're seeing it for the first time.
Hellooo I hope you are having a nice day ૮₍´。• ᵕ •。'₎ა I just thought of a good headcanon lol Where Mc sleeps in the brothers room. The demon wakes up seeing Mc sleeping with their shirt up. What will they react? a Gender Neutral Mc pls♡. Take as much time you like :DD
Obey Me! Brothers React to GN!MC Sleeping With Their Shirt Up
I love this request! I’m not sure if you wanted a long or short description of their reactions, so sorry if I did this wrong.
Lucifer
The moonlight bleeds through the curtains and onto his eyes
He’s used to waking up early, but with the amount of work he has to do today he can’t help but sigh
He hears a shift in your position next to him
He thinks he may have accidentally woke you up. But you only shifted a bit to the point where..oh..oh my
His eyes meet with your now exposed stomach.
Since you’re asleep he lets his pride down a bit to let some blush spread across his cheeks.
How can he start his day when you’re already effortlessly making him want to stay in bed
“My dear you really do have a strong influence on me.” He whispers.
He wants to stay with you, but he has a lot of student council business to do. He reluctantly gets out of bed, but before he does so he makes sure to pull down your shirt so that you aren’t cold, and kisses your forehead.
Mammon
A sudden soft tap on his head wakes him up
“Oi whaddya think ye-” the sight of your lifted shirt cuts him off.
Your arm is stretched while your hand is slightly on top of Mammon’s head.
Your peaceful sleeping expression. Your steady breathing which he can see by the rise and fall of your exposed stomach
He recovers from his sudden shock and calms down
He takes his time to observe you while you’re asleep. It would be too embarrassing if you caught him staring at you the way he is now.
He’s not thinking about anything else right now except you. He wants to savor the sight of you all to himself right now.
“Why dya have to stretch so carelessly.” He mumbles while a flush takes over his cheeks.
Hesitantly he pulls down your shirt which slightly traces your side
If he knows you’re ticklish he’ll smirk and tickle you awake
Levi
There is a slight increase of heat on his stomach
He wakes up to this sudden change in temperature. Only to see that your shirt has lifted
Since you both practically sleep on top of each other in the cramped bathtub you accidentally lifted Levi’s shirt a bit as well. Your stomach pressed gently against his.
His face is flushed and his mouth agape as he processes the situation
He immediately moves back a bit to create some space, however, there’s not much room to back up.
He tries to look away, but he can’t help but look back down to your stomach against his. A now pleasant warmth between the two of you.
He then looks to see your peaceful facial expression. Now he really doesn't want to wake you up.
“Ehh why does this have to happen now.” He complains in an embarrassed tone
He tries his best to lower your shirt and his shirt. He won’t be able to fall back asleep after this, not when his heart is beating so fast.
Satan
Your back faces Satan as he slowly opens his eyes
This is around the time Satan wakes up, but you usually wake up a bit later, so he takes this time to enjoy this kind of moment of only you two together in each others company
He moves a bit closer to you which causes you to shift onto your back. At first, he freezes because he’s afraid he woke you up, but his expression quickly changes to amused as he sees your shirt lift a bit
He definitely doesn’t mind waking up to see you in such a peaceful yet vulnerable position
He’s happy that you feel comfortable enough to expose your stomach to him just like a cat who exposes its tummy to show trust in their owners
Thoughts of both you and cats make him smile contently as he admires you
“Such a cute kitten you are.” He says quietly while he gently places his hand over your stomach, rubbing it gently
Asmo
Asmo follows his daily morning routine and wakes up before you
Normally he’ll let you get your beauty rest, and will kiss your cheek before he starts getting ready for the day
But as he lifts his mask off he sees a cute and pleasant surprise
Your shirt must’ve lifted up while you were turning in your sleep
He hums in amusement as he admires your sleeping form and your adorable exposed stomach
“How are you so effortlessly cute so early in the morning” He sighs in admiration to himself
He caresses your face and your arm, and he can’t help but give in to his urges as he moves down to flutter small kisses all over your stomach
You may giggle or wake up to the sudden gentle pressure of Asmo’s kisses
Beel
Beel wakes up to his daily cravings. He usually wakes up around the time breakfast is being made.
But before he can get up he remembers that you slept with him last night. Your weight on one of his arms.
He turns from his back to face you, only to look down and see that your shirt is up.
A prominent blush quickly spreads across his face as he quickly looks at your exposed stomach
Beel is a gentleman and will pull your shirt back down.
He huffs a bit and smiles at you, the blush still lingers across his cheeks as he plays with the end of your shirt.
“Oh, you almost made me forget about breakfast.” He says as he notices the time. He’ll caress your face as he moves his arm from under you and gently shakes you awake.
But if he were to see you with your stomach exposed like that again, he’ll play with you a bit and gently nibble your tummy, tickling you awake.
Belphie
Normally you wake up before Belphie, but today he wakes up before you
His tired eyes slowly open to meet your face
When he looks down he sees your shirt that’s lifted up a bit showing your stomach
His eyes widen for a split second in surprise to your stomach displayed before him
His lips curl into a small smirk as he quietly chuckles to himself
You look so lazily cute he can’t help but lay back and look at you for a bit
He moves his hand to trace your side. He won’t pull it down right away, he likes feeling your skin, but after he’s satisfied he’ll pull your shirt back down
Can you do where the brothers react to Mammon coming to their room looking shaken up and then they open the door and then he immediately hugs them and whispers you're okay you're alive before crying and passing out again
Brothers React To Mammon Coming To Their Room Shaken Up
LUCIFER
The budget won't cut it. Twenty percent more needs to be added to the cafeteria funds and five to the construction of the new theatre—
There's a resolute knocking on his door, one that won't even when Lucifer asks to quieten his banging. Hurriedly placing a paperweight on the documents, he gets up with a huff and curses, dreading what shenanigans his brothers have done this time.
But when he opens the door, the sight is unlike anything the demon has ever seen before.
"Mammon," He mumbles, surprised to see his brother so dishevelled. His hair's messy, and his shoulders are trembling, with tear stains and watery eyes.
But before he can say or do anything, the white-haired demon's arms are around him.
"You're okay. You're okay—you're alive and you're here—ain't—ain't leavin' me—"
The words have the demon baffled.
Words, simple words spoken in a worried tone, and they have an immediate effect on Lucifer, who stands in a stupor, and only when Mammon clings to him does he finally regain his senses and hug his brother back.
Mammon must be drunk, Lucifer notices as he gapes at his babbling brother whose hugging him like a koala. Mammon must had a nightmare, Lucifer realizes when he sees his watery eyes and the way the demon hugs him. Mammon must love him, Lucifer concludes as he stares at his brother's unconscious form, finally asleep with his head on Lucifer's chest.
The Avatar of Pride stands in a daze as he cradles his brother. There's an heaviness in his heart that he can't describe, and when Lucifer blinks he can feel tears stream down his cheeks.
Tears of love.
Seems brothers have the same nightmares. A bittersweet smile forms on his face as Lucifer closes the door and leads Mammon to his bed, an action he's grown accustomed to since his Celestial days.
Pulling aside the covers, the demon gently rests Mammon's head on the pillow as he tucks him in, and with a kiss to his head and a spell, the lights go out, save for the candles.
LEVIATHAN
In the middle of DevilCraft, there's a persistent knock at his door.
"Password?" Leviathan calls out, knowing that none of his brothers know the code to access his room. And it's there for a good reason: to keep his brothers out and have some privacy, where his room is his domain, away from normies and scummy hands.
Mammon, whose attempted to steal the Exclusive Ruri-Chan figurines.
But when the knocking doesn't stop, and a reply doesn't come, Leviathan groans as he gets up from his chair, cursing at the person behind.
"Why are you banging on my door at such a—"
Before Levi can complete his sentence, Mammon has wrapped his arms around him, and Levi has to lean on the doorframe for support.
"W-What?" The demon blurts out, dumbfounded at Mammon's state. Messy hair and watery eyes, like he'd been gaming or crying.
"You're okay, you're okay and—and you're alive. You're here and y-you're alive."
Levi stands shocked.
No insult falls out of his mouth, no attempt is made to push his brother away. Instead, the purple-haired demon barely manages to muster a sentence before Mammon is out cold, and he has to lean forward to hold his limp form.
With shaky hands and heaving breaths, Levi closes the door with one foot as he drags himself and Mammon to his tub, and as smoothly as he can manage make his elder brother comfortable.
With an Azuki-tan pillow by his side to prevent nightmares, Levi pulls his gaming chair near his tub, and the demon sits in it while staring at Mammon's sleeping form.
And when Levi opens his mouth to speak, all that spills past his lips is a cry.
His heart aches.
With a need to feel his brother, physical touch that the demon sneered at. But now, Leviathan leans forward to hold Mammon's hand in his own, not knowing what to do with his heart.
So, he squeezes the hand as tight as he can.
It's like the Celestial Days, all over again.
SATAN
The knight is just about to kill the dragon and save his kingdom from downfall. He unsheathes his sword, and with a prayer in mind, plunges it forward—
There's a knock at his door.
Putting his book down, he gets up from the bed to unlock the door, the question already on his tongue. But as soon as the door swings open, Satan arches an eyebrow in confusion.
"What are you doing up so late—oompf!"
In a clumsy motion, Mammon has wrapped his arms around the blonde demon, all the while babbling incomprehensible words. Only when Satan leans closer, does he hear loud and clear.
"You're okay—you—you're alive and you're breathing in front of me. You're here."
And then Mammon goes limp in his arms, as Satan supports him with his arms to prevent him from falling.
He doesn't know what to say. So Satan settles for placing Mammon on his bed and tucking him in, after removing the stray books.
Satan decides to stand against the bed, almost as if keeping guard. He doesn't no what to say or do. Mammon must have had a nightmare, apparent from the way his shoulders shook and his eyes were red. But the contents of the dream is what baffles Satan.
He loves his younger brother.
This is an emotion Satan thought he only felt for cats. But now, when he sees Mammon asleep in the moonlight after passing out in his arms can only be described as a fear to lose what he loves.
And, in the silence of the room, the dam finally bursts.
ASMODEUS
The insistent pounding on the door makes him wake from his beauty sleep.
Asmodeus grumbles and curses as he groggily gets up to open the door, and complaints are already on his tongue, ready to be spit at the brother that dared to disturb his sleep.
"Mammon?" Asmodeus mutters, shocked at his brothers appearance. And before Asmodeus can even comprehend, hands are all over his face, tracing his features in a frenzy.
"You're here. You're here and you're alive and—and y-you're breathing. You're okay."
Before Asmodeus can say anything more, Mammon collapses in his arms. The demon doesn't know what do, utterly dumfounded by his brother's words.
So he does what comes to mind: close the door and lead Mammon to his bed. It's a tiresome task, given that the demon is heavy, but Asmodeus manages, and tucks him under the plush blankets.
The sleepiness has vanished from Asmodeus.
Observing the gentle rise and fall of Mammon's chest, Asmodeus leans against the wall as he tries to sort the mess in his mind.
He remembers how the white-haired demon was babbling, garbled words spilling past his lips as he clutched his nightshirt feverishly. That same look, that exact expression was what he gave Mammon when Lilith's punishment was announced.
He remembers the pain.
His vision grows blurry and Asmo blinks; the action sending tears falling down his cheeks. Mammon was brave, he remembers, he was brave back then and he is so even now.
The mattress sinks under a new weight.
BEELZEBUB
A knock at the door makes him wake up from his sleep.
Running a hand through his hair, Beel grunts as he gets up and walks towards the door. It wasn't uncommon for Belphegor to come back into their room after sleeping in strange places, but the banging was never this insistent.
Beel quickens his footsteps.
"Mammon?" He whispers, a bit surprised to see the white-haired demon in his at such a time, but all questions in his mind vanish when he notices the shaking of his shoulders.
Before Beel can say or do anything, he's engulfed in a hug by his brother, who now clings to him like a koala.
"You're here—here and you're alive and breathing—and—and you're okay."
Beel stands in a stupor, unresponsive until he feels the weight on his chest, only to look down and see Mammon asleep.
Gently cradling his brother, he leads him to his bed, tucking him under the covers just like he does with Belphegor, and place a kiss upon his head.
Beel doesn't say a word throughout the whole process.
Until he's sitting on the couch and staring through the darkness at his brother's form, until he's sure Mammom's fallen asleep, only then does a sound escape.
A cry.
He's had the same nightmares too. The same fear of not being able to be there on time, of not being able to protect. The same pain.
It's phantom, but hurts all the same.
He'll protect, Beel swears. He'll protect Mammon, he'll protect his family, until his very last breath.
BELPHEGOR
Pounding at the door makes Belphegor wake up from his slumber.
Groggily, he picks up his pillow and drags himself to the door. Beel often went out and crept in, reason being his midnight fridge raids, but never did Beel knock at the door so feverishly.
".....Mammon?" He whispers, surprised to see the demon up at such an hour. Squinting through the darkness, Belphegor can make out the messy hair and trembling shoulders.
And, in a flurry of movement the cow-pillow is dropped as the white-haired demon takes him in a hug.
"You're here. You're here and you're alive and—and you're not going anywhere—you—you're okay."
Belphegor's eyes widen as he barely process the babble coming out of his brother's mouth, and before he knows it, the demon is out cold.
Belphegor stands still, his brain still processing the words. And only then does he move. With an arm around Mammom's shoulder, he leads him to his bed, tucking the demon under the blankets, with his cow-pillow to prevent nightmares.
Belphegor doesn't fall asleep.
No, he keeps gaping at his brother's form, bewildered by his words.
Mammom's been a good brother, even if he's cocky at times. But this, this was something he was used to Beel doing, where he would comfort his twin until they both fell asleep.
Love, is what Belphegor feels, brimming in his heart. Something that the demon thought he didn't have for any of his other brothers, save for Beel. Something that he didn't consider himself to be worthy of.
But Belphegor realizes, that he's surrounded by it.
With shaking hands and an haunting epiphany, Belphegor sneaks under the covers as he holds Mammon, slinking an arm over his body as he holds the demon closer. An act of protectiveness, meant to shield him from the dangers outside.
Mammon falling asleep in Mc's lap. Mc holds Mammon close and doesn't move from their spot for hours.
Oneshot under the cut <3
The phrase ‘happy weekend’ never really applied to Mammon, his brothers would lose something, and instead of looking for it, they automatically blamed Mammon, making Lucifer hang him from the ceiling for an unannounced amount of hours. He was in his room when Lucifer slammed his door open and yanked him out of bed, scolding him for taking Leviathan’s figure, which Mammon had no clue what he was talking about. That promptly got him called a moron and a scumbag. He got hung up by his left arm only, being that Leviathan summoned Lotan and flooded his room again. Once Levithan found said figure and showed lucifer, was when Mammon was freed. His arm in pain, and him being tired because of the rough awaken by Lucifer and his bad nightmare the night before.
He walks into the living room, rubbing his shoulder and getting glared at by Levi, who still thinks Mammon hid it, but he was too tired to even notice. He saw Mc on the couch, scrolling through their D.D.D, not doing anything. He sits beside them and leans his head on their shoulder. They look at him with a smile and leaned their head on top of his. “Hey…” He whispers, his voice slightly hoarse from crying in pain from being strung up. “Hello, you don’t sound good..” The human said worriedly, wrapping an arm around his shoulder, not noticing him wince. “ ‘m just tired don’t worry.” He whispered softly, closing his eyes. Mc frowned softly and guided him to lay on their lap, which startles him slightly before he relaxes and nuzzles into their stomach.
Mammon fell asleep rather quickly, clinging onto mc’s shirt tightly as Mc ran their fingers through his hair, smiling at him gently. Mammon stayed asleep for over 2 hours, Beel coming in and giving Mc snacks so they don’t be hungry. When it was lunchtime came around, Mc woke him up gently. “Hey darling, it’s time to wake up, you need lunch since lulu made you skip breakfast…” Mc said gently, Mammon mumbled and cuddled closer, pouting softly. “I'll take you out to get lunch, then we can go shopping if you would like,” Mc said running their fingers through his hair gently waiting for his answer. He opens his eyes and looks at them, with love in his eyes. “Mmm okay, lemme get ready” He yawns and stretches, he givings Mc a quick hug and Mc kissed his cheek, “I’ll get ready as well.”
The Demon Brothers + comforting a self-conscious MC/Reader
So a while ago an anon sent me the below ask
And I kind of adored the idea, considering I am also insecure, and chubby, and in need of some demon bro comfort. Hence, here we are.
Rather than bullet point, I ended up writing short stories for each brother. Hopefully you still enjoy 💕
Lucifer:
The eldest brother is not unaware of the way your eyes stray when the two of you are in public together—your gaze raking over the other inhabitants of the Devildom as you traverse the busy streets.
At first, he assumes the array of creatures—some far less human-like than he and his brothers—are interesting to you. Then, he notices the way you begin hugging yourself with your arms. As if trying to hide yourself away from any prying eyes.
It is indeed out of place for a human to be seen in the Devildom, and you do get some stares, but…he has a suspicion that the sudden shyness you exhibit stems from feelings that reach beyond what strangers may think of you.
He doesn’t like seeing you in such a state.
“Y/N,” he addresses you after tugging you into a small, scarcely populated side alley. One of his gloved fingers curls beneath your chin, and he guides your hung head to look at him. “I can tell you’re upset. Explain to me why.”
You glance away from him, cheeks heating up, and your arms hugging your sides a bit tighter.
“I just…you, and your brothers are all so beautiful,” you start by saying, causing him to blink in surprise. “And…whenever we’re out like this, and I see all of the other demons living here, I can’t help but feel like I pale in comparison…”
Lucifer’s features soften as he stares at you. You’re worried about such a silly thing?
“Y/N.” He steps forward, his thumb moving to hold your chin. He tilts your head up, guiding you into a kiss. It’s soft, and loving, and immediately your fingers are twitching against your sides—itching to reach out and hold him.
“You are perfect as you are, and I have never thought otherwise.”
He kisses you again, his free arm moving to curl around your waist and tug you closer. You feel your heart aching in your chest.
“Lucifer—”
“You need not compare yourself to others, because there is no one else like you—and you are radiant in every sense of the word. I give you my word as the Avatar of Pride that what I speak is the absolute truth.”
His voice is quiet, and tender, and full of adoration. You feel like crying.
“I love you,” you whisper the words against him, voice a little broken, and Lucifer smiles before kissing you again. He will try his best from now on to help you feel a little more comfortable in your own skin.
Mammon:
The second brother invites you to Majolish to watch one of his fashion shoots, and you agree despite knowing how self conscious it will make you, because you know it will make him happy.
So, you find yourself standing in the back of the studio, watching Mammon on the temporary set—which is composed of an oversized mattress, and colorful pillows. He’s wearing slacks, and a button up that’s not buttoned at all—revealing his toned body. Since it’s a group shoot, he’s surrounded by equally enticing male and female demons. And while the sight should get you going, considering they’re all so attractive, it just makes you feel…bad.
Biting your lip, a sick feeling rising in your chest, you end up stepping out into the hall. Mammon finds you there soon after, a look of relief on his face when he spots you with your back against the wall—arms hugged together.
“There ya are! I thought you had left!” He runs up to greet you, but his smile wavers. He can tell you’re upset—gaze straying away from him.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” He reaches out, hands hovering nervously. Had he done something? “I…if I did something wrong you can tell me…I didn’t mean to upset ya—”
“No, it’s not you,” you mumble, cutting him off. Now he’s even more confused. “I guess…I got upset seeing you and all the models. I know I don’t look anywhere near as attractive, and that thought started to gnaw at me, so—”
“What are ya talking about?” he interrupts you, head cocked to the side curiously. “I think you’re hot as hell.”
You feel your cheeks heat up, surprised at his words. “What?”
“I-I mean!” suddenly he’s turning red, hand lifting to sheepishly rub at his neck. “I’ve never thought that ya weren’t attractive, ya know? Ever since you came here my heart can’t help but flutter whenever I see ya…”
Your heart aches. “Mammon…”
“Listen! I just…,” his shy gaze turns back to you, and he reaches a hand out, cupping your cheek. “I think you’re one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen.”
He leans in, but hesitates for a moment, so you’re the one who ends up sealing the kiss.
“Don’t worry about that kinda crap, okay?” he whispers against you, his arms lowering to wrap around your waist—holding you tightly. “Or else The Great Mammon will have to start knocking some sense into that silly human brain of yours.”
Tears blot your eyelashes, but you can’t help but giggle.
Can I request headcanons for Mammon being just- older brother- (ex how he took blame for belphie breaking something in a chat but will NEVER pay levi back)
Thanks iysm💕
IDK why but I thought this was kind of wholesome
MAMMON Being an Older Brother
Mammon actually takes his role as an older brother pretty seriously. Of course, he thinks he holds the right to make fun of his siblings and give them a headache, but best believe he’ll be there if they ever need anything
As a side note, he’s also actually a pretty cool younger brother to Lucifer when he doesn’t steal from the guy
Anyway, as much as Lucifer says Mammon is a nuisance, there’s no other person he’d trust more with the lives of the rest of his siblings
Rumor has it that Mammon saved baby!Satan from burning himself when Asmodeus tried to get pictures of the kid in front of the fireplace because “the lighting is so good in his hair!!!”
Actually kicked Asmodeus’ ass for that
Taught Beel how to cook simple dishes which Beel then perfected and added to. Beel wouldn’t have been half of the hungry, knowledgeable giant he is today if it hadn’t been for Mammon
Loved!!! Playing games with Levi until he realized he could make money off of said games
While they were still angels, and when Lucifer was busy, Mammon was tasked with keeping an eye on everyone and it actually made him feel super good inside, like he was useful and also he really liked all the attention his younger siblings gave him
Always makes sure Beel has a snack under his pillow, even long after they grew up
On that note, he also always makes sure Belphie washes his pillow, or maybe Mammon will wash it for him in secret, because if no one washes that pillow, Belphie will sleep on it for ages, like, literally.
Always takes the blame when he can. Always.
He’s surprisingly good at folding laundry? Like, shirt and pants are always folded spotless and Lucifer always has him iron his pants and button ups because Mammon does it the best
Will scold Levi if the guy stays up too late or for too many days in a row
Has turned off the Wi-Fi before because of that
When Asmodeus has a nightmare, which usually leaves him a little shook up, Mammon is the first one by his side. Asmo refuses to tell anyone that Mammon sings him back to sleep, though
On that note, Mammon is a great singer and if any of them ever have a bad day, they’ll go to Mammon in the middle of the night for some singing
When Satan was just freshly detached from Lucifer, he was the only one who could calm the little guy without being bitten for a LONG time. Satan hated Lucifer by default, even though that’s not fully true because he just liked to bite and nibble on things, but he seemed to gravitate toward Mammon
Mammon actually gives really good advice depending on what you’re asking. Sometimes it’s short and sweet like “Ya just gotta kick ‘em in the ass!” And other times it’s this drawn out philosophical discussion
Mammon doesn’t actually feel entitled to or good about taking his brother’s things, but he never seems to get out of it. In private, he apologizes profusely.
Surprisingly, besides Lucifer, he likes to think he gets along with Leviathan the most. Yes, he steals from the third born the most as well, but gamblers and gamers are kind of in the same boat, you know?
Overall, he’s not as bad as people think he is and although he can be a bit of a dummy sometimes, he still has a heart, and he’d do anything for his brothers.
I turned it in a drabble or something like that hfdjd👉👸👉
(angsty/fluffy)
“What did we do to deserve such a disgrace as a brother?” Asmo complained. You sighed, trying to keep calm while the brothers kept attacking Mammon like everyday. You had to admit that some times they were right but that time Mammon wasn’t doing anything wrong. However, that didn’t stop his brothers to pick on him while you sat near him.
“Oi…What the hell did I do now? Stop disrespectin’ me like that! That ain’t the way you should treat your older brother.” Mammon replied, annoyed by Asmodeus’ remark.
“But Asmo is right…and it’s not like you’re a good older brother anyway.” Levi laughed at Mammon’s offended reaction while still playing with his D.D.D.
“Yeah, you can’t deny that you’re a scumbag, Mammon.” Satan added with a smirk.
“Why do y'all always have to call me like that? I ain’t a scumbag!” Mammon kept defending himself.
“You’re not only a scumbag, you’re also dumb…” Lucifer sighed, tired of ignoring his brothers’ quarrel.
“C'mon! Stop-” Mammon tried to cry out but stopped when he noticed Asmodeus getting near to you.
“Hey, MC…Come here before Mammon infects you with his stupidity” Asmo tried to bring you near him with a smile. However, he didn’t expect you to refuse to let him help you to get up from the sofa where you and the second born were sitting.
“I don’t want to…and leave Mammon alone.” You snapped at him with a scowl, shocking him a little bit.
“Eh? Leaping to Mammon’s defence, are you?” Belphie intervened with an amused smirk making you get even more irritated.
“MC, I know you’re nice, but you don’t need to defend him…” Lucifer said, thinking that you were just trying to not make the Avatar of Greed feel too bad.
You could see Mammon tense near you with balled fists and you gently wrapped your hand around his one, asking silently to let him hold it. Mammon looked at you astonished, letting you take his hand before you snapped again.
“I’m defending him because I want to and he doesn’t deserve how you treat him. - you replied sternly, shocking all the other brothers - Maybe he can be greedy but damn, it’s not like you all are better, so I don’t get why you gang on him like that.”
Lucifer held his breath while his other brothers just stayed silent, knowing that you weren’t wrong.
“Now, if you excuse me.” You declared, knowing that you proved your point before getting up and taking Mammon with you without meeting any reluctance by him.
“U-uh…MC, wait!” Asmo tried to call you but you were already out of the room, dragging Mammon with you. You were too upset to notice how quiet Mammon was being.
In less than 2 minutes you were opening your room’s door and entering before closing the door violently. That’s when you realised that Mammon, who usually would talk for hours, was unusually silent.
You felt your heart almost crumble when you turned towards him and saw him trying so hard to not cry.
“Hey, baby…Are you okay?” You asked him with a sad smile and he quickly nodded while wiping his eyes before almost tackling you to the ground with a tight hug.
“I don’t know why ya defended me, but…I-I’m grateful…for you and for how you stepped in to help me..I’d be lost without ya” he quietly said, resting his face in the crook of your neck before you gently pushed him away to look at his face and smile at him whilst his tears now flowed freely on his face.
“I’d do this every day if that would mean making you happy, Mammon.”