"Oh, come on! I'm kidding."
"Okay." He went back to his blank facial expression.
"Do you EVER show any facial expression at all!?"
"Eh."
"Smile."
"No."
"Smile!" You demanded. He glared slightly, walking towards you and pushing you softly onto the grass. "Watch who you're talking to!" You pouted. "Amaimon please." You stood up with the pout still on your face. "Fine." He smiled brightly, showing all his sharp fangs, making your eyes go wide. "Scared?" He smirked, laughing slightly. "Your fangs are so fucking sharp!!"
"And?"
"It's awesome!" You giggled.
"Oh for fuck sake, why aren't you scared?"
"Pfft, who'd be scared of a broccoli head?" You smiled.
"Why are you smiling?"
"Because you're a broccoli head."
You giggled and hugged him. "Unhand me, Mortal." "No broccoli head." He sighed and returned the embrace. You hugged in silence for about a minute. "Won't Mephy be waiting on you?" "Mephy..?" "Mephisto." Amaimon looked at you and tilted his head. "Mephisto's busy with reports, so I can't stay there, so I came to the park."
"Eh? A park?"
"I'm the King of Earth, so yeah."
"Oh...well I have my own dormitory, like Rin and Yukio, so you could uh...you know."
"Stay with you? If that's what you're implying?"
"Yeah."
"Okay."
You started heading for the park exit, Amaimon close behind. You signalled for him to hurry up and he appeared beside you, scaring you. You flinched and he smiled slightly.
~~~~~
You arrived at your dorm, tired out from the 20 minute walk. You threw yourself down onto your bed, sighing.
"Tired?" Amaimon questioned.
"Exhausted."
He laughed once again. "You're weird." He muttered.
"And bored." You retorted, sitting up. He walked over. "I have an idea." "What would that be broccoli head?" "A game involving candy. Do you know any?"
"Eh, what type?"
"I have Lollipops, Pocky, and gummy bears."
You blushed at the mention of pocky and thought...
"H-How about..the Pocky Game?"
"What's that?" He tilted his head.
"Uh.... people bite each end of the pocky, and eat into it, then-"
He cut you off quickly. "Then make-out when their lips met? Okay."
He took out a piece of pocky and sat it in his mouth, leaning in beside you. "Put it in your mouth." He muffled.
"Do you know what a make-out is?!" You asked, blushing madly.
"Not a clue, that's why I want to try it."
