HIRAETH - OBEY ME

ONE-SHOT - blue knees

inspired by Melanie Martinez' Blue Knees

[ there will be mentions of character routes ]

song 🔗 : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=npDqLMovFmc

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Just 'cause I bought a band-aid
Doesn't mean I'm able to clean the scars

"IT'S NOT LIKE I like ya or anything." Mammon huffed and crossed his arms. The boy avoided your gaze as you watched him closely. "What?" he snapped back, realizing that you've been quiet for a long time before bringing his arms down.

He walked closer to you, "Look," he held you by the shoulders, "that still doesn't change the fact that I should be your number one, okay? I will always be your first." he whispered softly. 

His blue eyes shone and glittered, you realized how his were mesmerizing than your dull ones. But somehow, he managed to say your eyes were lovely. He liked everything about you, even the parts you didn't.

"I like you." You breathe making him widened his eyes. He stopped for a second; as if he was trying to think about what had happened.

Upon realization, he grinned at you, "Of course ya would. After all, I am The Mammon!" his smile never faltered as he suddenly pulled you closer, "I'm glad, [name]."

There was this thing where you hear your name rolling off his tongue, it was lovely to hear --- like a melody. And you wouldn't want it to stop.

"I really like ya." He whispered, placing his forehead on your shoulder as his face was on the crook of your neck; his arms snaked its way on your waist and gave it a tug for you to be closer. "Like, a lot. I really like ya a lot. More than that or what you could ever imagine." he clumsily continued which made you chuckle.

This made the demon embarrassed but still, he was so happy to be with you.

[ YOU RECEIVED A GOOD ENDING ]

That run deeper
Than all my old demons
That I keep under still water.

"WHAT'S WRONG?" Lucifer asked you when he had heard about your well-being. 

You were under the sheets as you covered your mouth to cough, "Nothing, just sick." it was supposed to be sarcastic but it came out as meek reply. You didn't bother to fight back since all your energy in your body has already been drained.

Lucifer placed his palm on your forehead and sighed, "I told you to rest for once in a while."

"Says the one who never rests and is always under stress." You shrugged and turned away from him; shivering. You already turned off the AC but the coolness of the air still managed to give you the chills

You felt the side of the mattress lowering, indicating that someone sat on it. 

"What are you doing?" you asked and sneezed again. The flu is pretty much the worse, your body felt pain, your head is dizzy, and top it up with these coughs and sneezes. Moreover, Lucifer has now invited himself to your bed.

"This is the worst," you mumbled to yourself.

Somehow, Lucifer now had his arms around your shoulder. He didn't speak nor make any noise. He nuzzled his nose against the back of your head as he hummed in content.

"Body heat helps when you're cold," he answered, "it looks like the covers aren't doing much good, so I decided to be your personal blanket."

You laughed, "This isn't like you." You teased and turned to face him.