Different shades of white clouds. Grass wet from rain. A dampening indigo blanket. No Mammon. And of course, I, anticipating his arrival. The perfect first date— or so I called it. Usually, two lovers would go to a restaurant or café on their first date, but the raven-haired went against those ideas. He said he was going to be gone for a while, and didn't want me to look as if I were stood up in a restaurant—that was why I was sitting on this blanket right after it had rained, waiting docilely just for him. But it wasn't like I was on my own, no, I had my thoughts to keep me company. The good ones and the bad ones—the bad ones were always louder.I dropped myself onto the regimental striped blanket, caring less and less about the moist. I felt like an idiot; finding Zalgiur myself? I wanted to, but I couldn't possibly do that. It was purely a display of my outrage; something I said to instigate a search, like a car key in the ignition, waiting to be turned. And I knew Ezekiel, at some point, would take me seriously, as I wanted him to. That was the reason I left my data on—incase he did in fact let my words soak completely, and change his mind.
Feeling a bit inquisitive, I drew out my phone but I had no new messages. Though, what I did have, was the document on Mammon. I had been meaning to look at those ,and why not do it now. I pressed on the file, simply to have a "can't open file" message thrust in my face. What? I tried again, and again, until my fingers had accepted those three words and stopped. I exhaled, sore annoyed. It seemed like even technology didn't want me to see these documents—a joke that, as it were, hurt me inside. I could readily ask Ezekiel to send them to me once more, but considering that I sort of threatened him yesterday, I didn't think he would appreciate that. Perhaps, it was a good thing that I didn't get the information off of a background-less document, I could learn things about Mammon, from Mammon himself.
The dankness of the blanket was beginning to irritate me and so I got up. I couldn't let Mammon or I sit on this abominable wet layer, especially in light of my abilities. I stared at the rectangular blanket and the girding area. The water was squeezed out ocularly before assembling above the blanket. Now, what was I supposed to do with this big drop? I could either throw it into the stream or...make use of it. I could, perhaps, create something for Mammon, though, what would it be? Flowers? No, he would probably rip those up. A necklace? God, no. He did mention that he liked sweet things...so why not a cake? A chocolate-covered cake with vanilla icing inside, and a silky texture that would leave behind a mellow feeling in your mouth. Perfect. And as I envisaged it, it appeared ahead of me, on a plate drifting towards my held out hands.
I could start to sense that the raven-haired was in the area, coming my way so I cautiously hid the cake behind me back. My eyes oscillated between the possible entries separating the trees before I was able to see him. A wicker basket in hand, Mammon pottered towards me, looking...different.
I squinted my eyes, just to ensure that my eyes weren't deceiving me. His black hair that was usually tousled with some disbanded locks, was swept-back and his piercings were all taken out. Even though those were minor details, they made him look like a different person.
"Mammon! You look different," I commented as he approached me, his hand behind his back also.
"Please...don't mention it. I didn't fucking consent to this."
I snickered—although I had no idea what he meant—before peering into the open basket, as though I was looking into murky water. There was a plate with a good few sandwiches laying on it, and two water bottles, on top of eachother beside the fruits. "Oh wow! Did you do this yourself?
"Well- no, not really. I told Nan I was going on a date and she uh...insisted on helping and that's why I look like this," he replied regretfully before whipping out a small bouquet full of red and oranges tulips, wrapped in black paper. My mouth fell apart at how pretty they were.
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Lovers & Devils [BxB]
Romance[PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS "Demon Turned Lover".] "𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞." Guardian angels, the Bellatores, were in charge of converting earth-dwelling demons for two reasons: so that demons could chang...