#sighs heavily as i add another mammon fic to my mlist....

[onovnii]

hello! im hoping im doing this right but can i request mammon comforting fem reader who just got yelled at (probably by lucifer) and they don’t do well when people yell at them? it can be hcs or a drabble whatever you feel like writing atm :) i just need some lovey mammon comfort rn <3

comforting you after getting yelled at. | mammon

— after getting yelled at by the oldest brother, lucifer, you seek the comfort of the second born…

feat. mammon cw/tws. established relationship — comfort fluff , not beta read we die like men or whatever (when is it ever....) note. yes of course ^^! i personally cant handle being yelled at either so i understand that feeling. decided to go with a little bit of both, hope its good enough and you enjoy anon!!

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mammon hadn’t been doing anything of note when you came knocking at his door. he could already sense your presence behind his bedroom door and sprung himself off his bed; excited to see his favorite human.

but opening his door, he saw a sight he rarely sees. you were leaning against his door frame, eyes averting from his gaze. mammon could tell something was off about you.

mammon desperately wanted to ask what was wrong, dropping his prideful act and show how worried he was. but he decided against it, since he didn’t know the severity of the situation. after all, you could just be there to ask him something you were mildly embarrassed over.

playing it casual and safe was always his go to answer anyways.

“oi mc, what’s up with you?” mammon studied you for a bit. you stayed silent, still not looking at him. he had noticed you shifting your weight on either foot. so he was right, you were here to ask him a question; something you clearly were nervous about asking.

“…….can i come in for a bit? … i just want to be with you for a minute or two…”

mammon.

▸ cuddling with you was nothing new to either of you, it was something that had become a habit shared between the two of you. you’d always come into his room after school and lay yourself on his bed, making grabby hands at him. (damn you! pulling at his heartstrings like that...)

▸ so mammon wasn't too surprised to see you shuffle your way over to his bed. you sat at the edge of it with your hands on your lap. cracking and popping your fingers occasionally, a nervous habit he noted. mammon waited a bit before following after you, closing his door to reassure everything you wish to say will stay between the two of you.

“did something happen?”

“…..”

▸ mammon knew you well enough by now to tell something did happen, if nothing occurred you would’ve already dismissed it by now. he sits next to you on the bed, a hand gently placing itself onto your lap. he didn’t say anything but you understood what he wanted. mammon was silently asking if it was okay for him to touch you.

▸ for you, that was more than okay. the sole reason you came to see him. you moved closer to him, leaning into his touch. mammon was warm, he always was. it wasn’t an unbearable kind of warmth that made you feel stuffy and uncomfortable. it was comforting, and it made your tense shoulders relax. you felt at ease when mammon wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to his chest.

“does it hafta do anythin’ with lucifer?” mammon quietly asked, already knowing the answer. it wasn’t the first time something like this had happened. certainly wont be the last either.

“…will you tell him if I say yes?” you mumbled into his shoulder, trying your best to ignore the tears clouding your vision.

“ ‘course not.”

▸ getting yelled at wasn’t something you could handle. it never was, and probably won’t be for a long while. mammon knew that; of course he did. he was your first man, he knows you better than anyone else. if not him, who else?

▸ so mammon already had an idea of what had happened. lucifer got ticked off about your performance at school and yelled about the mistakes you had made that week. it was a lot for you, not just the yelling but the constant berating for hours was a lot to handle.

▸ mammon wouldn’t make you talk about it unless you wanted to. either if you chose to vent or not, mammon held you in his arms. his way of comforting you had always been physical touch. he’d play with your hair if you allowed him to, pressing soft n’ gentle kisses on the top of your head. 

▸ if you choose to rant, he’ll listen to every word you say. for once mammon will stay silent, soaking up every word. his hand will not leave yours though. he’d ask about your day and the events leading up to the talk with lucifer. mammon knew what it was like to be yelled at by lucifer, it was something he experienced for centuries; so he knew how to handle him. but you were still new, still getting used to living here with seven demon lords. you weren’t used to that sort of thing. mammon knew lucifers words could hit you right in a weak spot. he knew it stung. as much as he loved his older brother, mammon hated seeing you so distressed about lucifer’s words. 

▸ if you begin to cry, mammon will wipe away the tears gently while you continue to talk. he’ll tell you its okay to cry, and that you’re safe to around him. he understands that feeling more than anyone else. he’ll kiss your forehead in the process, maybe your hands too.

▸ over all, if you want a distraction he’d be happy to take you out! see your favorite places, take you out to eat— you name it. but if you wish to stay in, that works fine too. he can pop in a movie or turn on the tv and you both can lounge around on his couch cuddling. but of course.. the tv will end up neglected as mammon will want your attention back. kissing your shoulder and pulling you closer, he won’t stop until he gets to see a smile on your face again.

▸ in the end, whenever he could, mammon would always try to take the blame for you. just so you didn’t have to experience another one of lucifers lectures...

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