Honey, Sweetie, you're an Idiot
Mammon spoils his human rotten.
At least once a week for the past few months, a package appears on MC's bed: jewellery, clothes, lotions and shoes and just about everything they can think to have ever looked at.
Mammon parades them about town often, both proud and flustered to be walking around hand-in-hand, and everything they even glance at ends up in their room; to the point of being utterly ludicrus.
No matter how much MC loves the thought, they're running out of room and more importantly, the amount of Grim he must be spending...
After yet another box greets them on their bed, holding a sleek watch they'd glanced at two days ago, they decided enough was enough.
MC closed the solid wooden box and strode out of their room, determined to figure out why the Avatar of Greed is spending his every dime on them.
Mammon's in his room, reclined on his couch, feet kicked up on the arm with his DDD in his hands.
"I already told ya, I ain't gonna-Oh! MC don't sneak up on me like that!"
MC arched a brow, kicking the door shut behind them. "I did knock."
"We-yeah, but ya didn't say it was you." The demon pouted, though he surely thinks he's brooding.
He sat up, making room for MC at his side, their latest gift cradled in their hands. Mammon's eyes darted to the ornate box, fidgeting nervously.
"Ya don't like it?"
"That's not it, I really do like the watch. It's just...you bought me a lot of things. Like, a lot of things."
"Yeah, so what?" He plucked nervously at a loose thread in a cushion, eyes firmly averted and cheeks growing pink. "Ya like 'em, don't ya?"
"I do, but you must have spent so much money..." They trailed off, looking for the words with which to explain how guilty when he splurged on them.
"So? Ye're....you're worth it 'n' all that." The demon mumbled so quietly they barely heard him at all.
"But there's so much! You don't need to buy me everything I look at, I don't need all of these things." MC explained, sliding closer, watch box put aside behind them, reaching for Mammon's hand.
Mammon gaped at them, eyes wide as he took in their earnest expression. "How else's a guy s'posed to tell ya how important ya are?"
MC recoiled, the conclusion sinking in all at once. Mammon spoiled them rotten with gifts because he doesn't know how else to express his affection.
"Besides...you deserve it all. I'm just a-a scummy demon."
As the truth sank in, MC took a breath, and started laughing, full on belly laughing until they had to lean on Mammon to keep themselves upright.
"Wh-HEY! Whaddya think ye're laughin' at?!"
"Mammon-" MC grinned, hands on his shoulders as they pushed him back, laying him on the couch and climbing on top of him, smiling as he turned bright red and barely held their eyes, "-honey, sweetie, light of my life...you're an idiot."
Mammon didn't get a chance to object as his human dipped, stealing his breath in a kiss he was absolutely not ready for, and lost himself too helplessly.
Their lips were more heaven than anything in the Celestial realm had ever been, their body warm under his palms as his hands dipped naturally over their hips.
When they pulled away, he was met with the sight of the sweetest smile and a twinkle in those beautiful eyes he could stare into forever.
"I do not need the gifts or the money or the fancy dates." MC purred, resting their forehead against his, fingers tangled in his snowy hair. "All I need, is you."
Speechless, all over again he can't find a single word to express the way his chest tightened, his heart two sizes too big.
MC giggled, peppering his cheeks with kisses until Mammon spun them around, planting his human firmly on those couch cushions, greedy eyes taking in the sight of them beneath him.
"You want me? Ya got me, gorgeous."
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