Rev•er•ie

||Leviathan||

"...Is that how you view this as?" The amused glint in his eyes remained. You stared back at him. With a dismissive roll of your eyes, you turned away from him. "Whatever."

Even without seeing it, Satan's smirk made a chill go up your spine.

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"Isn't Levi a bit late today?"

Mammon pondered. Yuki raised a brow. "That a sign of concern?"

"Whaat? Of course not. Why would I, The Great Mammon, worry about Levi?" The white-haired demon denied with a huff. Yuki rolled their eyes in a sarcastic manner.

Beelzebub joined in. "But you have a point. Levi would usually say something in advance when he's heading somewhere. Most likely something to do with his otaku stuff."

"Maybe he's still at RAD?" You assumed the most obvious option. Mammon shrugged. "I'd think so. But what else does he hafta do there? He usually heads home the second the bell rings unless there's a meeting."

"Nothing happened to him, right?" Yuki voiced out their concern. "I'm actually getting a bit worried."

"Chill. He's still a powerful demon, Yuki." You assured. They hummed. "...You have a point."

"By the way, what happened with the whole Lucifer situation?" Yuki turned to the said male, who flinched at the reminder. With a nervous laugh, he stammered out his reply. "Well...ahm, you see..."

"Mammon's been hiding from him 'till now." Beelzebub answered. "He's dreading Lucifer's return."

"Oh, quite ballsy of you to stay in the living room, then." Yuki commented, not sure if they were surprised at the male's dumbass move. The couch lifted as Mammon stood up. "Yeaah, actually... I should probably..."

"Where's Lucifer anyway?" Beelzebub questioned. You leaned back, relaxing in your seat. "Diavolo called him over to the Demon Lord's Castle. He'll be back later, or something."

"Aren't you in luck, Mammon?" Yuki chuckled at the relieved expression on the male's face. You shook your head, glowering at Mammon. "...Yes. Very much indeed."

"Look, I'm sorry, ya hear? I didn't mean to crash into ya!" He apologized. "I woul'da helped you up, if it weren't for Lucifer standin' right there."

"...How nice." An irk mark appeared on your forehead. "It would seem I have become a viable distraction for Lucifer in order for you to make your gracious escape."