Crazy for You

❤️💛✨🐏 Baking 🐏✨💛❤️

As you walked back with everyone to the House of Lamentation, Asmo couldn't contain his excitement about the upcoming event. "So, Leviathan, do you have any ideas for the outfit? I'm kind of jealous you got that job instead of me."

"Um! N-nope, n-not.. really...."

"Awww, come on," Asmo teased. "I know you can draw up some inspiration from certain recent events~."

*whack*

"It seems I'm having to hit you more than Mammon these days," Lucifer sighed. "Honestly, I'm not too sure how I even feel about that."

"Lucifer, you're going to ruin my gorgeous complexion if you keep doing that," Asmo said while dramatically posing and fixing his hair as he walked, entirely unfazed by his brother's action.

Mammon laughed, "Well, I can tell ya I'm FOR SURE happy about it!" He put his arm around you as everyone split ways inside the house. "So whatcha gonna do now, Y/n?"

"I actually need to get started on thinking of things to bake," you replied. "I'll probably go ahead and make some tonight. Then I'll finish the bulk of everything tomorrow once I have the recipes down."

"Ya know, you really do work too hard," he sighed. "You sure you can handle all this?"

"Yeah! You even said so yourself," you said giving him a kiss. You paused just before his lips, remembering the 'dumb game' you came up with to motivate Mammon. You smiled, then placed your kiss on his cheek.

He cheekily smiled back at you. "Damn! I was so gonna call ya out on that."

"Ugghhhh." You nuzzled your face into his chest while hugging him. "I really am going to die.... You better freaking pass on Friday."

"I dunno, Y/n. I might fail on purpose just to torture ya," he said with a smirk.

You looked up at him, eyes wide. "You... you wouldn't...."

"Bahahahaha!! You should see how adorable your face is! Hahahahahahha!!" His laugh was too damn cute. You playfully hit him, turning to walk away. "Yo! Where ya goin'?"

"To change." You looked back at him, teasingly lifting your skirt along your thigh. "Why, wanna come watch?"

Mammon's face turned a beautiful shade of pink, perfectly contrasting his strikingly white hair and making your heart flutter. "Uhhh... W-why would I even wanna d-do that?" He looked away from you, his mind no doubt running wild with racy thoughts.

"Take it or leave it, Mammoney," you said seductively running your hand along his arm. "I won't be long either way, then I'm headed to the kitchen."

Mammon let out a long, exasperated sigh, hugging you tight. "It'll be torture for both of us if I follow ya. So I'll just go change too and meet ya in the kitchen, i-if that's okay with you..."

"Yes, please hang out with me in there. It'll be more fun." You gave him another kiss on the cheek before parting ways.

You quickly changed out of your uniform, then pulled out your D.D.D. to message Beel.

You: Beeeel!

Beel: [? sticker]

You: You want to help me with recipe ideas?

You: You can taste test too.

You didn't see him reply, so you put your phone in your pocket. You grabbed some paper and a pen, then opened your door only to see Beel standing there.

"Oh! Hey Beel, did you see my last message?"

He nodded with a smile. "The answer's yes!"

"Awesome!" You walked to the kitchen together, and Mammon arrived shortly after you.