Mephisto x Reader

Chapter 8

AN: It's gonna be short for this chapter but the next one is the last I think.
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I was officially moved in today. All my stuff lined the closets and I was here to stay. The idea of not being in my old dorm room or not having to be alone anymore, I couldn't decide which one it was but it certainly made me happy. The entire house is absolutely gorgeous; I'm not used to living in such expensive houses it's almost intimidating so it's hard to adjust. Today was a busy day and my eyes felt heavy from fatigue. The clock hit twelve so I figure it is about time to lie down. Mephisto may not sleep very long but personally I still sleep for about 4 or 5 hours. He said it was common for a new born. I slipped on some underwear and found one of his old tee shirts; it was so soft and it helped me feel more at home. I slid into our bed feeling my body dozing off to sleep, the house was very quiet. The air was wrong. Something didn't feel quite right. I crept out of bed to see the living room only lit by a dim lamp. Mephisto was sitting on the couch blankly staring at the muted television. By the way he was dressed in an unbuttoned shirt and boxers I definitely could tell he thought he was alone in the house. He had a glass of whiskey in one hand and his face was masked in worry. I came up sitting on the space next to him. "You look troubled." I said. He didn't reply only shrugging slightly, still contently looking at the television. I stared at him in curiosity for a few minutes. Tossing back the rest of his drink he finally said "It's nothing to worry about." I got up and sat on his lap and hugged his neck, he had definitely been drinking a lot, I could smell it on him. "You can tell me." I whispered feeling his shoulders go soft under my head. He placed his hands on my waist "I wish I could-" he said, I could hear his voice rise trying not to cry. I pressed my lips on his, knowing that his kisses always eased my worries. There is not much else I can do. I could feel his breath on my lips burn from the booze, in a strange way it was so much more tantalizing. Even though I wasn't the one with troubles it still definitely washed away my stress. His lips tingled on mine kissing his harder, he growled under his breathe pushing me on the couch. My heart always raced when he did that. It was a fact, I loved him. He could shatter me to one million pieces and rebuild me, with just one little kiss. I wrapped my legs around him pulling him in, and with a sudden large slamming noise the door flew open and lights blindingly filled the room. I saw Amaimon "Ewww... Not on our couch. Go get a room you are both disgusting." He said with his voice so condescending and patronizing. My cheeks flushed. Oops, I forgot that even though I'm moved in there is definitely still a third member to this house. Mephisto kissed me on the cheek then got up scowling at his brother, "Thanks." He sat back up on the couch drunkly rambling on with his brother about something not really catching my interest. I rushed back to my spot in bed and tried to go back to sleep, my toes curled feeling embarrassed. I guess I shouldn't have bothered them hah.