Forever // a Mammon x OC fanfic (picture tbd)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 – Two Years and Three Months Ago

This was the most exclusive party of the year, in the fashion industry. Only 300 of the most desired designers and models were invited. A group of young girls were sitting in a corner of the bar, celebrating a birthday.

"How does it feel to be 21, Star?!" One of the girls asked.

"Great!!! And not just 'cause I'm high!" The birthday girl responded. The girl was dressed the most extravagantly out of the rest, a shiny gold sash adorning her chest, with the words 'BIRTHDAY GIRL' printed in a reflective white. She had thick, long, red hair, tied up in high pigtails, held in place by gold ribbons matching her sash. Due to her best friend's insistence, she wore a gold tiara with hearts. Her dress was completely white and rather simple, it had no back and reached just below her thighs.

"Okay! I, I'm gonna go to the bathroom!" The redhead announced, standing up, stumbling a bit on her way to the bathroom, her friends responding with differing volumes but the same words.

She walked through the crowd, making her way to the bathroom. When she went to the bathroom, the atmosphere instantly changed. From loud music and flashing party lights, to muffled music and low lighting.

She walked out the bathroom 10 minutes later in her shiny white heels. Slowly walking, looking around, slightly swaying to the music. She stopped at the bar, she took a seat, "Can I get, uh, a Long Island iced tea?"

The bartender nodded in response and began mixing her drink.

"Hey there." A man with snow-white hair, dark skin, and blue eyes with little golden flecks, said. "Hey..." She said in response, sending him a soft smile.

"I'm Mammon," He said, flashing her a grin. "Raven. Raven Morningstar Grimm. Nice to meet you, Mammon."

She grabbed her drink, and quickly glanced at her friends. "Let's talk. So who is this Mammon?"

"Hmm, let's see, I'm a model-"

"Obviously, I mean with that face, you've gotta be a model." Raven said, slightly flirting.

"Well, are you a model? You're just as pretty as me, so who do you model for?" The girl thought before answering, "I like to model here and there, but I'm mostly a designer. And I'd love to design for you." She said with a smile. The two talked for about 15 minutes, before a blonde walked up to the pair.

"Star! You've been gone for so long!" The blonde said, putting her arm on her friend, to steady herself.

Raven stood up, holding the friend, "Ok, Ok, I'm coming back now." She turned to Mammon, "Look I've got to go now, but uh..." She paused, taking a slip of paper out of her purse. She scribbled something down, before handing it to him, "Here. This is my number," just before he grabbed it she moved it away, "Use it."

"Promise." He said, snatching the paper, before she walked away with her blonde friend.

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"Jess..." Raven quietly whined, grabbing onto her sweater.

"I know, honey... you did drink a lot." The blonde responded softly, brushing Raven's bangs to the side. "So, who was that cute guy, at the bar?" Jess abruptly brought up, with a joking grin.

"He-" Raven suddenly stopped, and ran to the bathroom. Dropping to her knees, she vomited in the toilet. Jessica promptly entered the room, with a box of saltines. She waited until the vomiting stopped, rubbing Raven's back.

"He, hasn't called... yet." She said, with a disappointed face. "Oh, don't worry, hon'. He will, I saw how he looked at you."

"How... how, did he look at me?" The hungover girl asked. "He looked at you, the way Adam looked at me!" Jessica cheerfully said.

"... Ew. Disgusting. I don't wanna hear about that! It's bad enough, that my beautiful best friend is dating my disgusting brother, but now I have to hear about it? It's my birthday week!" Raven complained. Jessica opened her mouth to defend her boyfriend, but was interrupted by Raven's phone dinging.

"It's him!" Raven ran out of the bathroom, and lunged for her phone. "He texted! He texted!" She chanted over and over, as Jessica re-entered the room.

Unknown:

Hey, this Raven?

Raven:

Yea, who dis?

Unknown:

The man of your dreams 😘

Raven:

Paul Rudd???

Unknown:

What?! No! It's Mammon!

Raven:

Mammon? Hmm... I guess I remember you... From the party, right?

Send me a pic

I'm gonna make your contact

Mammon:

[attachment]

Raven:

hot <3

//seen 9:37 AM//

"Wow. You acted, like you totally weren't just sobbing 'cause he hadn't called." Jessica joked. "Uh, I, I, uhm, I was not!" Raven stammered, "Whatever, now, how do I get him to hang out with me?"

"Well, he's a model, right?" Raven nodded slowly, with a confused look on her face, "So?"

"Invite him to model for you!" Jessica suggested. "None of the clothes, I've designed, would suit him. He's special-my designs are a bit drab. Especially compared to him." She groaned, shocking her face into her pillows. "He'll look at the designs, and hate me forever!"

"Ok, um, there's a lot to unpack there... Let's start with, your use of the word 'drab', are you 37, with two idiot kids, and a husband that's constantly disappointing you?"

"That's... a little specific. Don't 'ya think?" Raven questioned with a dumbstruck face.

"Next, he won't hate you, just 'cause your designs are boring. And, last, just design clothes, with him in mind." The redhead only mumbled a response, before grabbing her design book.

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- oaffie