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MAMMON
- The moment you went home without telling him was the moment that he knew something was off
- He had asked you that morning if you two could go to grab some ice cream to celebrate the end of exams, so he was standing at the gates of RAD until dark when Lucifer arrived and scolded him for not being home already and he had missed dinner
- He was angry at first, but when he tried barging into your door only to find that it was locked, he started worrying
- “MC? MC Are ya in there?”
- No response
- Beel walks by with a plate in hand, doing his best to not try and shove the entire thing down his throat, “MC’s still in their room?” He asked
- “Still? They haven’t eaten dinner?” “No, they came home with puffy eyes too, I’m worried..”
- Mammon knew that banging on your door wouldn’t work and would only serve to stress you even more
- So he asked Beel to leave your plate to him and he’ll deal with it
- He stays outside your room all night long, sometimes slipping a few notes under the door, asking if you needed anything, asking if you were alright, what happened, all were left ignored
- The food was left untouched, and by midnight he returned the plate back to the kitchen, labeling at as MC’s so no one would eat it
- He returns back to your room and when he was just about to sit, the door opened
- There revealed you, hair messy as if it was pulled and laid on, puffy and bloodshot eyes and a red nose, snot still dribbling down
- “MC! Are ye doing ok? What happened- here wait a moment,”
- Mammon pulls out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiping away the tears from your eyes and your nose, “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t feel like it, just remember that I’m yer first man, ok? I’m here for you.”
- Tears only welled up in your eyes even more and you started to sob
- “Shh, shh, come on, take it easy.”
- He takes your head and rests it on his shoulders, murmuring sweet nothingness into your ear and cradles you in his arms.
- “I’m sorry you have to deal with me, Mammon,” you sobbed into his shoulder, cringing at how damp his jacket was from your tears, “And I’m sorry for your jacket, too.”
- He notices, “It’s fine, I can wash it anyway. You’re more important than my jacket, and don’t apologize, alright?”
- He pulls you away from his jacket, and uses his thumbs to caress your cheeks. “You have nothing to be sorry about, I care for you MC, I love you.”
LEVIATHAN
- He didn’t notice that something was off at first, not until a few hours later
- He texted you if you could come to his room to watch some anime or play some games
- It was your response that threw him off the loop
- “No”
- Just a simple no, it gave him some shivers seeing a two letter response to his bombardment of texts
- There was no explanation, no excuse, no nothing. Just a simple ‘no’
- He scrolls up to past conversations where you also declined his offer, all of them had some kind of follow-up, and had more of an apologetic and soft tone
- This text was hard and had some sort of tone to it
- Were you angry at him? Did he say something wrong? Did he accidentally do something or pull a prank that was not supposed to happen to you??
- After a lengthy internal debate, he decides to go to your room, carrying a few games and his laptop as a just in case that you wanted to play games and watch anime in YOUR room
- He knocks on your door and announces his presence, you didn’t answer him
- He tries again
- And again
- And again
- It was by the fifth knock that you had opened your door, and instead of the usual look Levi sees you in, you looked like a mess
- It was like looking in a mirror for Levi, and he was seeing himself during one of his episodes of envious rage and self-loathing, but it was you. It was you, his best friend, his human, his buddy, his Henry, going through it.
- “What do you want?”
- “Can I come in?”
- You stepped aside and hid your face from him, he knew that you were trying to wipe away your tears, trying to take the red from your eyes and nose away, and just try to look.. Normal
- He places down his things on the floor and walks towards you, slightly hesitant in his movements
- “M-MC? I- I.. you don’t have to-” He looks down at his hands, patting the sweat away before taking your arms away from your face, and swallows the saliva he didn’t know he was keeping in his mouth
- If he didn’t see himself in you before, now he definitely does
- Bloodshot and irritated eyes, furrowed brows, red nose with snot dribbling down, and steaming hot tears rolling over your cheeks
- He wondered if this was what Lucifer and Mammon felt when they took care of him
- An emotion pools in his chest as he pulls you into a hug, and both of you freeze instinctively
- “Levi? What are you doing?”
- “I-I don’t know just… hug me back, it’s what Lucifer and Mammon did for me..”
- Both of you somehow ended up on your bed, his laptop open and playing some obscure anime with a long title, eating ice cream that was definitely not stolen from Mammon.
- And if Lucifer visited your room that night, wondering as to why neither you nor Levi went down for dinner, and saw you two curled up against each other sleeping peacefully, it was never mentioned.