😇 • ° ` — “ANGEL IN DISGUISE”
-> PAIRINGS: Mammon x f!MC
-> SUMMARY: It has been 6 months since you've arrived in the Devildom. You have always believed devils are evil, and now that you're here, in their world, you've gotten far too close to this certain devil, and start to doubt yourself.
-> WORD COUNT: 4.3k+
-> CONTAINS: Only fluff, Mammon is being soft, slight Mammon & reader angst, mean brothers, this story may not follow the og story's plot well, reader is a roman catholic, talks of traumas, & Mammon is 5,000 while reader is 23.
-> A/N: helloo!! i’m gonna change the storyline a little, like belphie not hating on humans, not getting locked up in the attic, and certainly NOT killing you. this was kinda rushed btw sry lxmao. if any of you are wondering who mammon is, he is a character from the game called "Obey Me!" i recommend that game sm👍.
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You woke up, feeling numb pain on your back, and seeing a quite confusing sight in front of you.
A black-haired man and red-haired man with weirdly greyish skin smiled at you, while the black haired man held out his right hand to you, realizing that you're now currently laying down on a rough floor.
You hesitantly take his hand, assuming that they kidnapped you, but who would ever dare kidnap someone and bring them to this fancy looking place?
You looked around frantically, looking for your friends as they were the last people you were with before you got into this weird looking place.
You heard a man laugh behind you, so you twist your head directly behind you, seeing the red-haired man laugh, while the black-haired one just plainly smiled.
You gave him a confused look, or more of a look that says ‘I need an explanation’ and he easily catched up on it, clearing his throat and started to explain.
“Welcome to the Devildom, Y/N L/N. It is a pleasure to meet you, and before anything else, I'd like to introduce myself. I am Diavolo, ruler of all demons, and I will be crowned as the future king of the Devildom.” Your eyes were full of emotions, mainly, confusion, doubt, and anger.
“This here, is my right hand man, Lucifer. The eldest of the seven demon brothers. He will also be the one to take care of you in your 1-year stay here in the Devildom, and you'll be living with him and his brothers in the House of Lamentation.” Your eyes still wide, as you looked at the black haired man who was still smiling and who was introduced as Lucifer.
“Lucifer, what if you tell her about everything for a change, yes?” Diavolo looked at Lucifer, while this Lucifer man stalked his way towards you, and greeted you with a sort of heartwarming smile.
“Hello. As Diavolo said, I am Lucifer, the one who will take care of you in your whole stay here in the Devildom, and you will be living with me and my brothers in the House of Lamentation. They might cause you a bit of a ruckus and problem, but I'll try my best to handle the situation. Speaking of which, you are chosen to be one of the participants in this exchange student program. You have not need to worry though, as we chose 2 human participants from your world, which means a human will be joining and keeping you company during your stay.” Lucifer explained to you, and you actually were left dumbfounded, understanding literally nothing of what he said and of what was going on. You were about to say something, but someone barged into the door, making you look at them.
“I'm hereeee!” A cheery voice yelled out as soon as they stepped in the room, exposing a white-haired man with tan skin, and in a uniform just the same as what Lucifer is wearing.
“Mammon.” Lucifer, who was smiling so oh nicely to you, turned his sight to this guy who he called Mammon, sending the poor guy death glares.
“Eek. Did I come in the wrong time?” Mammon asked Lucifer, perhaps you could see him tremble, ready to step out the door and maybe run away.
“No. I'm assigning you to take good care of Y/N L/N here,” he stalked towards Mammon, “and if I ever hear a complaint coming from her, I will lock you up in the dungeons. Is that clear?” Lucifer said, threatening Mammon that's still managing to aggressively nod.
Lucifer turned his head towards you, smiling heartwarmingly yet again as if nothing just happened.
“H-Hey, human! C'mere and I'll give ya a tour!” The white haired guy managed to call you out, trying to maintain his posture.
Without any questions asked or words said, you started walking towards him not knowing why your body just moved on its own.
And with that, the both of you left the room. Both of you were quiet at first, but then you started to ask him questions.
“...What's your name?” You asked, breaking the silence.
“I'm the great Mammon!” Mammon answered cheerfully, smiling so brightly at you. You looked at him with visible confusion, thinking that he must be one of those overconfident men that you really hate. You tried to put no thought into it though, and continued asking your questions.
“...Why do you have a name of a demon...?” You question, looking deeply into his eyes.
“...Because I am...?” He answered, looking back at you confusedly.
“W-What do you mean you are?” You stuttered out, starting to feel scared over the fact that this man just called himself a demon.
Mammon was about to reply back, when you heard a voice calling his name.
“Oi Mammon! Give me back my money now will you!? Just die!” The voice yelled out at Mammon, spurting harsh words to him.
You always hated it when people say these kinds of things to other people, as if telling them they shouldn't have been born. Because that's what you were told to. To just die.
“Hey! That's kinda rude don't you think!?” You stepped in front of Mammon while yelling at the indigo-haired guy right in front of you.
You felt rage flow in your veins as you remembered just how horribly your so called parents treated you.
“What the heck!? Get out of my way you human normie!” The indigo-haired guy yelled back at you, also feeling rage flow in his veins.
“H-Hey! Why don’t we just calm down everyone, huh? A-And Levi! I’m givin' them back to you next week!” Mammon stuttered out, trying to break the tension that was going on between you two.
“Next week!? You always say that! And it has been 200 years for your information! I can’t even buy the new limited Ruri-chan figurine because of you! Ugh!” The Levi guy walked off, stomping away and probably going back to his room.
“Well that’s just rude. And 200 years? He put in too much exaggeration when it was probably just 2 months or something. Right?” You turn your head to Mammon, crossing your arms.
“Exaggeration? I admit that I didn’t pay him for literally 200 years plus, but ‘ey, it ain’t my fault I’m too busy.” Mammon replied, but his tone a little bit sad. He still continued to walk off anyway so you followed.
“I don’t get anything at all. I’m in a dream, aren’t I?” You asked, trying to break out from this cursed dream you're in, as this man you're talking to right now is certainly not evil.
“You're kidding, right? I know us demons have more IQ than you humans, but I didn't expect ya to be this dumb.” He says, turning his head slowly towards you.
Ok now that's insulting.
“What? Why do you keep calling yourself a demon? Demons are literally evil creatures. Stop that.” You say to him, feeling uncomfortable.
“Wha- oh my god you dumb human! Din't Lucifer tell ya about all of this exchange student thing!?” Now his head is facing you, face looking visibly annoyed.
“That black-haired man? Like hell I'd believe him. Demons don't even exist, they are just evil myths to us.” You say, facepalming with one hand.
You didn't give this white-haired man any choice, so he did what he could think of doing.
“See? Now I'm a demon!” He says cheerfully, all the while spinning slowly for you to see a better view.
The white haired man that was once in front of you was now gone, replaced by another one that looks just like him, but with wings and horns, like a demon.
“W-What-” You couldn't speak. And if you could, what would you even say? That it's just a prank? A dream? A dream can't feel this real, no. Your knees are even trembling that they have given up and now you're on the floor, looking like a terrified baby.
“W-Wai- Hey! Just chill out!” Mammon said, all while your vision getting blurry, last thing remembering is your head falling into tan skin colored arms.
~~~~~
It was hazy, but you soon adjust to the lighting and open your eyes. And yet, the first thing you see is the white-haired man, or should I say, the great Mammon.
“Phew! You're awake! I swear to diavolo never to do that again or Lucifer's gonna c'mere and kill me!” Mammon said dramatically, while you were still in shock.
"Hey, look. I know this ain't good to hear, but yeah you are in the devildom, world of demons." He said, trying to ease you up a bit. But that definitely did not work.
"Stop telling me all about this demon thing demon thing would you!? Stop making me believe false lies and informations about them! Don't even think that you'd be one of those devilish creatures! Do you even know what you're saying!? I seriously don't know where I am, how I got here, who brought me here, and you just keep telling me all these fake stories of you, and everyone else here being a demon!" You rage out, head whipping, tears threatening to escape your eyes.
Mammon was shocked, he didn't expect that from you, after all, you’re just the curious little thing who's supposed to follow everything by order.
"Ugh.. You just can't understand, can you? Well, whatever. Not my problem anymore, Mammon's headin' out for the casino, make sure ya don't touch anythin’ here in my room. And oh, just stay here would ya? My brothers might see ya and eat ya. Can't have Lucifer feed me to his three headed dog monster or somethin'." And with that, Mammon is now out of the door.
You couldn’t believe it, you never could. How can you even believe it? They’re just myths, evil myths on top of that. And yet this man right in front of you claims that he is? This nice, loud, and kind man?
~~~~~
It was 15 years ago, lightning continuously spreading around your home, the room so dark.
“Dad...?” You called out, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes as you went down the stairs.
“Run... Y/N run...” Someone cried out, voice so familiar to you, but it’s tone so unfamiliar to you.
You peeked on your living room, horror start to consume you.
Blood. So many blood. It stinks. All red, everything is so red. And then there comes a man lying down on the floor, helpless, looking so dead.
“D-Dad...?” Your eyes widen, realizing, that the man you were looking at, was your dad, the man that raised you, cared you, and loved you.
Run he says. But you never did. You don’t know what to do, what to reply, what to say.
All you could ever think of is, your father is about to die.
The other man, or should I say killer, was about to stab your father with the knife he held on.
Instead of doing something, you just stared there, as blood splashed through your house walls, your father’s breath was cut off.
“Live.” Was his last word, not I love you or any other things a father in his dying breath would say.
But you know damn well that he said that word because he cared for you, loved you, wanted you to live, to survive within the grasp of this killer right in front of you.
Luckily though, the killer didn’t mind you and left the house, but you saw him. He was no close to a human, but a demon.
It was a traumatizing experience for you after all, a child like you could never do anything at that moment, and you regretted not doing anything at that moment. What can you even do at that moment? Because the memories from that night still haunt you, blaming you for your father's death, blaming you for not doing anything at all.
You just wished you'd go back in time and at least try to do something, not just stare at the dying man right in front of you.
One of the reasons for your undying wish to go back in that night was to escape from your mother's harsh grasp.
Sure, she is your mother. But can you even call someone that if they told you, 'you never should have been born'?
The trauma welcomes itself again to you, the feeling you always felt when it welcomes itself to you, hatred, fear, anger, and sadness.
Your hands were shaking, whole body trembling, and you feel your vision getting blurry. Then out of nowhere, Mammon comes back, barging into his very own room, expecting you ran away already, but instead, you were weeping on his shiny floor, hands covering your face.
This was the expression he expected you to show the least, since the very first time he saw you, he already knew you were this strong and brave type of woman, but just like he sees in every movie, they shed tears when they're alone, with nobody to stand on by their side.
So here he goes, trying to rewrite the original story, sitting beside you now.
"Hey... What's wrong? 'M sorry if I was too harsh on ya, it's just that I'm offended 'cause ya don't think 'm telling the truth or somethin' sorry." Mammon tried to ease your crying, his tone slowly comforting you.
Minutes later, your weeping finally stopped, and you looked up at him, saying,
"You don't look like a devil." With that confused eyes of yours.
"Eh? Seriously? I literally have horns and wings. What are ya, blind?" He answers back confusedly too, causing a laughter come out of you.
You never thought a conversation with a demon like this could be... fun.
And then a small 'meow' interrupts the fun session you guys had.
You looked under the bed and found a white furred kitty, and picked it up.
"Wait... is that Satan's pet?" Mammon looked at the kitty, pointing it.
"Who's Satan?" You asked, and just then, Mammon's bedroom door bursted open, revealing a blond haired man with green eyes.
You, of course, got shocked, which accidentally made you loosen your grip on the kitty, making it fall.
"Hey! Mammon! Why did you hide sir cat in your bedroom!?" He said as he picked up the white furred cat who was running towards him after it fell.
"Wha- Hey! I didn't hide it, Y/N here literally found it under my bed! Also, who the hell names their cat 'sir cat'!?" Mammon yelled back, strolling towards the blond haired man.
"I do! And you have a problem!?" Now they're on the verge of starting a fight. You were about to step in, until someone did the job.
"Hey! Why are you guys so noisy!? Ugh! I can't get my beauty sleep because of you guys!" Someone yelled, with both their hands on their hips.
“Ugh! What are y’all doing here!? Get outta my room now!” Mammon yelled pointing his index finger literally to the two people.
“Then stop being so noisy! I can hear your ugly voices from my room!” The person with a sleeping mask answer back, yelling.
It was so noisy, that the bickering already annoyed you, forcing you to yell back,
"Stop it!" And everyone turned their heads to you.
"Oh? What is this, Mammon? Why do you have a pretty looking woman in your room? Hmm, who is she?" The champagne haired man asked, slowly going near you, while also slowly putting his right hand under your chin.
You smacked his hand away though, earning a shocked expression from the three.
"Well well well, you're a feisty one, aren't you? I'm Asmodeus, the avatar of lust, 5th of the 7 brothers." He said smiling, slowly backing away from you.
Asmodeus then elbowed the blonde haired man, who later introduced himself as Satan, avatar of wrath.
All ended well anyway, leaving you and Mammon alone again in his room.
"So..." Mammon spoke up, but was cut off by you.
"I'm hungry." You said, holding your stomach.
"You remind me of Beel, but anyway, let's take you to the kitchen." Mammon said, opening his bedroom door, and you followed him.
"We can dine with my other brothers in the dining hall, if you want." Mammon said, taking a cola from the fridge.
"No thanks, I don't wanna be around people right now." You said, taking a muffin, and chewing on it.
"Well ok then, so what'dya wanna do after this?" He asked, sitting on the kitchen counter.
"Well, I don't know. Maybe hang out in your room again?" You took a huge bite from your muffin.
You never knew you'd enjoy a demon's company this much, let alone know that one of Mammon's kind was the one that killed your father. But you know damn well this guy can't bring himself to kill someone.
Just then, you guys heard munching too, but it sounded crispy, so of course it isn't a muffin or a cola. You looked to your right to see an orange-haired man, chomping down some lays chips.
"Eh? Beel?" Mammon called out, raising his right brow at the man.
The man didn't even bother to look at Mammon and just continued to chomp his food down.
"Seriously, what are ya doing here? Aren't y'all eating dinner right now?"
"The plates were empty already." The man said with his mouth full of food.
"Well, that's 100% possible.."
"Hey Beel! There you are! I've been looking all over for you." A new voice intervenes, coming from a man with dark indigo-grey colored hair.
"Oh, Belphie. I was getting some food." Beel answered calmly, now swallowing the food he was gobbling up a while ago.
"Let's go then Beel, I'm feeling sleepy." Belphie said, his 3 last words was said with a yawn.
The orange-haired man nodded, taking a whole lot ton of foods, and then both of them went upstairs.
Leaving you and Mammon to stare weirdly and awkwardly at each other.
“Um-”
“The orange-haired one was Beelzebub, and the other one is Belphegor, his twin.”
“Oh.”
And then you don’t have anything to say.
~~~~~
A month has passed, and everything went well. Although, you still can’t get used to the noisy quarrels the 7 brothers have. And it was almost everyday.
2 months has passed, and well, you just found yourself a rival. You didn’t even do anything, but she just keeps picking on you.
And yeah, that pissed you off. So, when she blabbered mean things about you, you had no choice but to knock out her tooth to keep her to shut up.
So, for atleast maybe a week, she stopped going near you.
Although, Lucifer isn't happy to hear the news and lectured you for like 3 hours straight.
3 months has passed, and yeah, you and Mammon have gotten close that the both of you would even hangout in each other's bedrooms. Of course, without getting caught with Lucifer's nightly curfew.
4 months has passed, and guess what, it's Mammon's birthday the next day so you decided to get him something. Although, you don't even know what to get him. So you went to his brothers and asked what he likes, and all their answers were "grimms".
You flopped down to your bed thinking what else to give him aside from grimms, but your mind was occupied by something else.
You never thought a day would come where you would miss your annoying friends and boring family, but I guess this is the day.
It has been 4 months, you know? And you miss the nostalgic feeling where you guys would play video games, drink milkteas, play truth or dare, and many more.
Sure, the seven brothers are fun, especially Mammon, but of course you'd miss the people who were with you the longest.
Thinking about the times of you and your friends, you eventually drifted off to sleep.
The next day, you wake up to realize how dumb you were. It's Mammon's birthday and you got him NOTHING.
Oh well, better prepare some grimms there then.
You knocked on Mammon's door, thinking he is still asleep, and guess what, you're right.
He's currently asleep in his bed, and he looks tired as hell.
"Guess Lucifer made you do a lot of things again huh." You thought, slowly sitting on the edge of the bed as to not wake him up.
But as soon as you sat down, Mammon groaned and opened his eyes. Oh well, guess that plan of slowly sitting down failed.
"Hey.. happy birthday!" You said, raising both your arms up in the air, smiling widely.
He just chuckled and sat up while rubbing his eyes, letting out a low raspy "thank you".
You can't help but smile at his sleepy form, as this kind of quiet side of him is something you don't see everyday.
"So, what do you want for your birthday?" You asked, cursing yourself inside that he'd answer grimms, obviously.
"Hmm... I was planning to go to the casino today, but I guess spending time with you won't be so bad either." He smiles at you, but you’re completely shocked and flustered.
So in the end, for the whole day, you guys went to places where you’ve never been, and you gotta say, it felt more like a date than a birthday.
~~~~~
“Today was awesome!” You said while entering his room, flopping down on his bed.
“Of course it is! The great Mammon came with you, after all!” He replied, and oh well, there goes his usual reply.
You say nothing, but just chuckled. And with that, the night continued on.
~~~~~
5 months passed and hell, things got busier and busier. You and Mammon barely even spend time together. But you can only blame Lucifer the culprit here, making the both of you do a lot more errands.
You seriously want to lay down on your bed and talk nonsense with Mammon, but you can’t, just by obviously looking at the stack of books right in front of you.
“Um... can’t I get an assistance with this or something?” You asked Lucifer, looking at him with a ‘fuck you’ look.
“No. Don’t be lazy, Y/n. Now go put them back.” He answered, not even looking at your miserable way.
You sighed and start putting those books back to the bookshelves.
Seriously, how dare he call you ‘lazy’ when looking at him, he’s seriously just relaxing and reading a book while drinking a fucking juice.
You really hate Lucifer. Especially that big ass pride of his. But you can’t really do anything about it, can you?
~~~~~
6 months finally passed and it’s time to celebrate.
This was actually the chillest month of all, and you had a lot of free time. So you and Mammon get to go back with hanging out almost everyday.
But within those months, you’ve come to realize how the other 6 brothers poorly treated Mammon. It’s as if he was not their brother at all.
Saturday night, and you come home to hear yet another quarrel from the brothers.
“Ugh, just die Mammon!”
“The next time you do this, I will hang you upside down for a day.”
“Seriously!? You’re annoying!”
“You’re very greedy.”
You heard those, and those were the last straw.
“Hey! What the hell!?” You barged and interrupted on their quarrel.
“Don’t involve yourself in this, Y/n.” Lucifer sighed, holding his forehead in his palm.
“You don’t get to tell me what to do, Lucifer, and Mammon’s my friend, and he’s your brother, so why are you treating him this way!?” You yelled at Lucifer, everyone shocked to see your outburst for the 1st time.
“Brother? Ha! I hope he isn’t!” Leviathan said, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes.
“What the fuck? I know all for you are demons, but seriously, you treat your brother this way? He may not be the best of all, he may not be the smartest, but that doesn’t mean you can treat him like this. It’s as if you’re talking more to a wall than to a brother. I heard all of you were once angels, but guess what, to me, all of you are evil, and Mammon is the only one who isn’t. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was an angel in disguise and all of you were the real demons from the start. So what if he’s greedy? He’s called avatar of greed for a reason! And yes, he is greedy! All he ever cares about is grimms, grimms, grimms, grimms, grimms, all grimms! But he’s the only one that’s been kind to me ever since I got here. And what about all of you? You’ve been using your stupid ass demon forms to scare the shit out of me, while Mammon here only used it to protect me. I’d understand it more if all of you became demons from angels. It’s Mammon who deserves better than all of you. Let's go Mammon.” You finished your rant, and pulled Mammon towards his room, leaving the brothers stunned.
Once the both of you entered Mammon’s room, you locked the door and turned to Mammon.
“Hey, are you oka-” You were cut off by the sight in front of you.
Mammon was looking down to you, tears coming out of his eyes. You can’t help but hug him, knowing for 5,000 years, he’s probably went through this a lot of times that he’s used to it, but with someone comforting and standing up for him, he’s not used to it.
Yes, Mammon’s a demon, but he too, has feelings.
“This guy is what they call a demon?” You questioned your thoughts, when all you could see was that this guy was no demon at all. It was as if he was just an angel in disguise.
For the rest of the night, you guys stayed there, enjoying each other’s comfort in each other’s arms.
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