Believe.

13.

Mari wasn't used to anything fancy.

Much less a ball. Demons and imps were done up in wonderful clothing, some shimmery, some matte. Some outfits seemed themed and Marisol was fascinated by all the pretty clothes.

She still kept close to Wrath, holding onto his arm as they navigated the crowds.

"I'm going to go get us something to drink" Wrath said softly to Mari, "I'll be back"

She really didn't want Wrath to go, but she smiled regardless and nodded, "I'll be here, Mike"

The name made Wrath smile, he seemed to relax even as he walked off. Mari sat down and folded her hands in her lap.

"You look marvellous!!"

Marisol looked over at Charlie's voice, her eyes widening when she saw the Queen coming over, looking absolutely ethereal in their dress.

"Hey Charlie..." Mari said with a small smile, fiddling with a ring that the stylists had given her, "you look great too"

"Thank you darling" Charlie says with a smile, sitting down beside Marisol, crossing their legs, "How's Hell been treating you?"

"It's been alright, Mikes been delightful...he's so kind and caring"

Charlie smiles, an almost knowing glint in their eye, "Oh really?"

"Really" Marisol nodded, thinking of Wrath and how kind he had been to her.

Charlies lips parted into a grin at that, just as the said man came back over to Marisol.

"Your majesty" Wrath said, bowing a bit to Charlie who chuckled, motioning with their hand,

"Rise, my friend" they said with a hum, "you don't need to always do that you know"

Wrath shrugged, straightening his back, "Don't want to seem rude" he said, passing a drink to Marisol in a fancy glass.

She listened to Wrath and Charlie chat as she inspected the drink. It smelled like fruit, was a deep red and shimmery almost.

"Pomegranate"

Marisol looks up at Wrath, raising an eyebrow, "Pardon?"

"It's Pomegranate flavoured"

"...Why's it shimmering?" Marisol asked hesitantly and Wrath shrugged one broad shoulder,

"Edible glitter"

Marisol relaxes at that, taking a sip of the drink and finding it really quite delicious.

She fell into easy conversation after that, with Wrath and Charlie. A few more demons joined at points. Marisol had a wonderful chat with Wrath's sister Greed about music.

And Marisol had maybe a few too many Pomegranate drinks, enough that on the way to her room, she was giggly and clinging onto Wrath.

"Come on now" Wrath said with a chuckle, leading her inside, he himself seeming a bit intoxicated as he took her heels and rings off once she was placed on the bed, "Let's get you to sleep"

"But I wanna cuddle!" Marisol pouted, giving Wrath her best puppy eyes, "pretty please, Mike?"

Wrath hesitated as he helped Marisol undo her dress, "I should leave-"

"It's not like you haven't seen me naked before, we've bathed together" Marisol said, huffing as she removed her dress, taking her bra off next and sighing in relief.

"That was..." Wrath falls silent, Marisol just gives him puppy eyes again,

"Please sleep with me? I want to cuddle you..."

Wrath seems to have an internal battle at Marisol's pout. The demon sighs before long, taking off his suit and climbing into bed with Marisol who squeals happily, cuddling up against the bigger man.

Wrath's so warm, his body is so solid and broad and strong. Marisol sighs happily as she presses her face against his side, giggling happily,

"Goodnight Mike" she yawns, slipping off to sleep just as she hears Wrath whisper back, in what she thinks is a loving tone,

"Goodnight Mari"