HIRAETH - OBEY ME

ONE SHOT - SOLOMON

BAD ROMANCE

song fic ,
enemies to something more

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THE WIND BLOWS and the cool air makes you shudder from the cold. The thin scarf was supposed to make you warm, but it had failed you.

You couldn't blame it though, as much as you hate the cold, you were at fault because you didn't choose a thicker one.

"Getting cold already?" Solomon asked you; sensing a teasing tone in his voice, you glared at him. Not acknowledging his presence at all.

"What do you want?" there was a growl, the vibration being felt in your throat as you tried to assert dominance towards the boy who had just ruined your day further.

He only gave you a satisfying smirk before walking away, leaving a small wave behind his shoulder as the distance between you both got longer and longer.

And then he was gone.

But the hurting in your heart, the tear in your stomach and the burning of your face just made you rage more.

"Welcome to McDevil, may I take your order?" you greeted in a monotone state while you stared at the screen, your hand waiting for the customer to order so you could tap them.

"Oh, I don't know," the voice slurred and it made you look up, his blue and yellow eyes staring down at you with the same smirk on his face.

You don't like the idea of him having the upper hand of teasing you so you ignored him, "Sir please hurry up, there are more people who would order after you."

"My, my, my," he smiled after glancing behind him, "There's no one behind me though, can't you entertain me?" he teased.

"Hey [name], are you doing okay?" Mammon asked as he carried the tray full of used utensils. You gave him a reassuring smile.

He nodded and looked at Solomon, "Just order what ya want and be gone." he turned around and left.

There was a flash in Solomon's eyes, his eyes were squinting and his knuckles rested on the counter — you swore you saw a vein popping.

He moved back a little, "I'll order fries and a sundae." he murmured. Once you tapped his order, you took his cash and gave him his change.

The both of you didn't speak any longer when the food arrived.

"Ah, sorry [name]! I have to meet a friend of mine, I can't walk home with you." Mammon gripped your shoulders, "Ya sure you're gonna be okay? Just summon me when something happens, we have a pact right?"

You grinned at him, "Sure. Just get home safely, okay?"

"You too."

Once Mammon left, you turned around, needing to buy groceries since Lucifer texted you that food was gone (Beelzebub ate too much again).

"Hey."

You turned your heel around.

"Oh–" you breathed. "You."