Rin stared down at the paper with clear confusion. It baffled Y/n on how he couldn't process the information. He cleared his throat and pointed to the top of the page. "Rin... You wrote one of the answers on the name line." He turned red.
Quickly scribbling the eraser and placing his name down laughed out of pure embarrassment.
"Haha! Small mistake. Lots of people could put their answers there." Y/n shook his head and sighed.
"I doubt that but let's continue."
They sat on the roof of their dorm seeing as it was nice out. Nice environment for getting work done, but as expected the work wasn't getting very far. Rin's attention never focused on class and it was showing, Y/n couldn't help but be a little frustrated. To some degree he couldn't blame him. Some if not most topics about the odd things that occur in their world were extremely boring.
He only did so well because his parents and Mephisto made it fun for him.
Slowly but surely Rin was able to fill out the whole page and it was Y/n's turn to review it. Scanning the page he marked out incorrect ones which was surprisingly less than half.
"Congrats kid, you did pretty well." Rin beamed.
"Wait really? Hell yeah!" He stood and did a small cheer to himself. Y/n watched and laughed at his antics. While waiting for him to calm down, Y/n glanced at his phone. Time was thining.
"You gotta leave for school soon, should probably get ready." Y/n said, making Rin pause his party. "Fix these if you want, your grade should be good whether you do or not."
Rin gave Y/n a high five, then rushed back into the building to get ready. Immediately after there was a thump behind Y/n. Then a hand slid down his arm and it pushed down on his hand, mimicking the high five. "Why did he slap you, human?"
Y/n glanced at Amaimon, who was crouched behind him. He gave the demon a small shove and he fell over on his behind. Staring at him, still puzzled.
"It's called a high five, just a small friendly gesture." He answered, Amaimon let go of him and just scowled. "What's up your ass?"
"Why don't you do friendly gestures with me?"
Y/n let out a puff of laughter. Amaimon scowled at this. Y/n shifted then leaned back so he layed next to Amaimon who was still on the ground because of the shove. "We do, lots of the contact we do is friendly. Maybe you just don't notice it." He explained. "To be honest, I let you get away with things that are more than friendly. I think that's just because you have no sense of personal space."
"I like your personal space."
"I'm very much aware, Amaimon."
"Do you like it when I'm in your personal space, human?" Y/n pondered, he never really minded when Amaimon was behaving clingy.
"I'm not sure, I don't mind." As he said this the demon placed his hands on Y/n's face. Dead center, not covering anything specific, just there. "What are you doing."
"Being in your person space. Does it bother you?"
His finger almost went into his mouth and he squinted. "Not at the moment."
"Good, I don't care."
Y/n grabbed his wrist and moved it to in between them. "Not the face, mr." Amaimon couldn't help but listen and just laid there, content with just being in his space.
