"Your sincerity I am just curious about it
I don't even know anymore
Continue like this and one day
the jealousy might make me go blind
If this was your plan
I have completely fallen for it
Jealous baby"
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The reader ignores Mammon and hangs out with the other brothers. Mammon gets jealous and confronts the reader (Pretty short)
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(No ones pov)
He sees the smile on your lips as you stare deeply at Satan, a burning feeling runs through Mammon as he watches from a distance. Each time your hand reaches to touch Satan's shoulder he notices the smile growing wider on your lips while he loses his temper at the thought of you being with anyone else. The feeling never leaves only grows slowly the way he notices your tone and body, he became unaware of it as he was with you, he knows he shouldn't feel this way knowing you are his and no one else's he can't help the feeling. A thought creeping in his mind had you wanted him to feel like this?
A bitter feeling washes over him along with his heart, he presses the glass to his lips, no matter how much liquor he drinks he can't shake the feeling growing in him. Not forgetting how you make him feel every single time he looks at you. Each sigh that leaves his lips makes him feel more hopeless as he watches you talk to his younger brother. Would he lose the more you spoke to satan? The question claws at him making him feel nervousness bubble within him. He snaps when he sees your hand resting on the blond's thigh.
Had he meant nothing to you? Had he been a fool for loving you? Why were you making him feel like he was? Questions he knew he would never get the answer to. It's almost as if you become unaware of how you had made him feel and he hated it.
He wanted nothing but to leave the party, but he couldn't force himself to. He's only left to stare at the mess you had made grow by your actions. Since you stepped foot in the Devildom you had been all he wanted and the one thing he needed.
Like a fool, he fell into the tease rushing over taking your wrist into his hands pulling you away from the confused male. Not a word escapes his lips, soon finding both of themselves outside as you flash him a smile.
You made him feel confused, when he was with you he wasn't so sure how to feel. A slight protest leaves your lips as you try to break free from his grasp. He can't seem to hear any of the words leaving your lips. He had just wanted the feeling of you against him, it didn't matter how much he wanted you to stop talking about his brothers as if they had claimed you as theirs. After all, you had been the one to say you loved him. He had been afraid to confess, scared of rejection.
"What are you doing?" you softly ask, still pulling your wrist from his hands.
"I should be asking you the same" the answer leaves his mouth lowly as he stares at you,
"I was just talking to him" you mutter somewhat unsure of what he was getting at, his grasp gets tighter on your wrist making you flinch. A gasp leaving your lips as he pushes you against the wall.
"Really? I saw more than that" he snaps, still feeling the burning emotion in him, not sure how to let it out.
"Wha-" before you could finish he cuts you off letting your wrist go and pressing his hands on your waist.
"You were touching him, laughing and pressing yourself against him" Mammon mutters, his lips hovering just above yours. Both of your chests pressed together as his blue eyes lock with yours.
"I did that?" you squeak out, flinching at the pressure he was applying with his weight, he could feel the beating of your heart as it quicked its pace. Still struggling against his hold.
"We wouldn't be here if you didn't now would we? All you do is talk about him, what am I to you?" he whispers, their lips barely touching, your face becomes red from the little to no distance between your face and his. His breath becomes shaky as he waits for an answer.
"You're my boyfriend, I didn't mean to do it" you mutter as he inches closer his face slips past yours and his lips are next to your ear. His breath washes down your neck as you make no attempt to move away from him.
"You make me burn with jealousy"
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