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•mammon liar pt.2•

"They weren't fragile like a flower. They were fragile like a bomb"

Y/n's POV
It was the morning after the incident at The Fall. Mammon was attached to you like a koala bear as he slept. He looked adorable when he was sleeping. It was a real shame you were going to have to punish him when he woke up. For the time being, he was safe.

You detached yourself from Mammon and made your way down to the kitchen to make some breakfast. It was still early, so no one would be awake yet and disturb you. To ensure you didn't wake anyone, you listened to music via your headphones while you cooked some bacon and eggs. You were in your own little world while dancing to music and cooking. Therefore, it came as a shock when you felt a presence hug you from behind.

"Fucking hell you scared the shit outta me!" You yelled while turning around to see who had startled you.

"Ya Y/n it's only me. Oooh, What y'cooking?" Mammon responded

"Bacon and Eggs. I'll stick more of each in for you if you'd like."

"Mmm... That sounds amazing Y/n. I have a terrible hangover. Remind me to never drink again, please."

"Well isn't that a pity? There's probably some sort of potion or spell  that exists which can help with that."

"I'll be fine I just need some food and lots of attention from someone in particular," Mammon spoke while hugging you from behind again.

You scoffed in response

"Mammon get off me and go set the table please"

"But what about my 'hangover cure'? (referring to the attention he wanted)"

"You'll get it later I'm busy cooking right now."

Mammon complied surprisingly walking to the dining room with cutlery.

It wasn't long until you came in with food.

You both dug into your breakfast. You didn't bother starting a conversation with Mammon to hopefully send a message. Oblivious as usual though, Mammon kept pestering you.

"So... What are we gonna do today? You said you'd spend time with me today SO THAT MEANS no funny business with my brothers."

"Whatever you say Mammon, you're in control after all right? Wouldn't want to upset my master."

"Ya, what are you talking about y/n?"

"You genuinely have no idea what I'm talking about, huh?"

He shook his head.

"Why don't you ask Orpheus and Malcolm? I bet they'd love to remind you of what you said last night."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"How convenient."

"C'mon Y/n don't be mean, tell me what happened last night."

"If you swear you can't remember I guess I will have to tell you. Last night your 'friends' questioned you about what we do in the bedroom while I went to the toilet, and you'll never guess what you told them!"

Mammon looked at you with guilt painted on his face.

"Apparently, you dominate me in the bedroom, and I call you daddy, sir and master. This interaction essentially ended with your friends publically making a fool of me. Does that happen to refresh your memory?"

"Y/n I'm sorry if I humiliated you. I didn't me-" Mammon began to apologise until you interrupted him.

"Oh, I bet you didn't purposely intend on embarrassing me. Or maybe you did with the hope I'd find out and fuck you hard as a punishment huh? That's the ironic thing, isn't it? You definitely don't command me, do you baby?"