Reality [Multifandom]

Dream Come True (Pt. 6/6)

A/N:

And this marks the last chapter of the first story in this series! The next story is going to introduce another important character who is going to play a crucial role as the boys' sole rival. I hope you liked the story so far and will continue reading it, my dear readers~! ♥

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"I told you to stay away from her two—no, three times already, but you just won't listen, will you?!" Myra hissed. "You don't want to listen, is that it? I can't allow such an insolence to go unpunished. You're in need of some discipline. I'll teach you to behave!"

"Myra, no!"

"Myra, yes! And this time, you won't be able to stop me!" Your best friend laughed wickedly.

She was right; you couldn't do anything, damnit! If you pulled your hands away ... so many candies you would have to pick up by hand, one by one ... But on the other hand, if you didn't stop her, she would do god knew what to get Amaimon away from you. What to do, what to do?

Thankfully, it looked like there was no need for you to intervene. No matter how much effort your best friend put into pushing and pulling at Amaimon, he did not move a single inch at all. It was as if he was a heavy statue. In fact, he didn't even seem to notice that Myra desperately attempted to get rid of him. He was completely unfazed. Meanwhile, your best friend was pretty much digging her heels into the floor.

"He's interested in you," Mephisto suddenly whispered into your ear.

You started and almost spilled the star-shaped sweets—again. Eyes narrowed into a glare, you turned your head in the Demon King's direction. "What do you mean?"

"I mean what I said." Prompted by your questioning (and irritated) look, he elaborated, "You see, he never shares his sweets with anyone. Furthermore, he chews at his fingernails when something—or someone—has piqued his interest, which I assume you already know. And the object of his interest seems to be you."

You didn't really know what to make of that piece of information. Did he mean "interested in you" as in his brother wanted to be friends, or as in he wanted to become romantically involved with you? I mean, you wouldn't mind either, but still ...

It appeared that Mephisto sensed your confusion since his trademark sphinx-like smile morphed into a somewhat smug grin. He seemed to be expecting you to voice the question you had just asked yourself. But you didn't want to give him the satisfaction. Hence, you merely quirked an eyebrow at him, shook your head, and turned away.

Facing Amaimon, you noticed that your hands were full to overflowing with these colourful star bits. That was most likely why he had ceased pouring them into your hands and was now rummaging about in the pockets of his clothes. "Thanks a bunch for these. They're called konpeitō, right? They're so pretty! I've never—uh ..." You broke off the moment he drew his hands out of the pockets of his pants. They were full of candy, with the plastic wrapping sticking out from between his slender fingers.

After jamming the round sweets into your hoodie's front pocket, the King of Earth reached back into the pockets of his pants. And with that, he began producing fistfuls of wrapped candy from his own pockets (somehow) and stuffing them into the kangaroo pocket of your hoodie, over and over again. You could do nothing but watch, speechless, since your hands were full.

"Geez, what's wrong with you? Do you want her to die from a sugar shock?" Myra shook her head in a disapproving manner. Stubborn as she was, she hadn't yet given up trying to remove Amaimon, and was still pushing and pulling at him with all her might. "Just looking at those masses of candy makes me sick."