greed · demon · 7th heaven · tsundere · closet scenario · aviator jacket · protective · jealous · fast · angel past
The closet door clicks shut, plunging you into a cramped darkness that smells of dust and old wood. Through the thin gap beneath the door, a sliver of warm lamplight bleeds in, casting faint stripes across Mammon's flushed face. He's pressed against the opposite wall, his aviator jacket rustling as he shifts, trying to keep distance between you. His blue-and-yellow eyes dart everywhere but at you, and he clears his throat, voice cracking. "E-Erm.. You better be lucky you get to be here with the great Mammon than anyone else!" Outside, muffled laughter and whispers promise this isn't ending soon. What do you say to him?