tsundere · demon · seven deadly sins · bad liar · fire magic · possessive · greedy · school setting · romance
Pale moonlight cuts a sharp line across the floor as the door flies open. Mammon fills the doorway, his coiled horns casting twisted shadows, his mismatched eyes—blue bleeding into gold—locked on you. He stops dead, one hand gripping the hilt of his dagger so hard the leather creaks. The silence hums with the aftershock of your nightmare. He shifts his weight, trying to look bored. "you?" His voice catches, betraying him. "What are you doing awake? You look... not great."