My Human

Complicated 2/100

"Ah goddamn it Amaimon!" (Y/n) growled as he flung his wet shirt onto the ground of his bedroom.

"If you're going to be an asshole then at least do it AFTER practice when I'm NOT speaking to my crush!" He cursed, pulling down his wet shorts along with his socks.

It had been years since he had last seen the demon, learning only later in life that he had actually met with the king of earth himself. It was only when he had entered True Cross Academy on a surprise scholarship that he was reunited with the green haired demon himself. At first, everything was fine, the two got along well and became close friends. But all of that changed when Amaimon noticed the way (y/n) acted around others, more specifically females.

The demon would often tease or taunt him after he was finished speaking or even seeing a girl, often times going so far as to mess with him in class or in his sleep. (Y/n) had tried to ignore him at first, but that only made things worst because he found out the hard way that Amaimon HATES being ignored. There were even some days where the demon would make him look bad in front of the pretty girls in his classroom, just to get his revenge on the poor teen for ignoring him even for a second.

Today had been one of those days.

The young (h/c) haired teen had gone to soccer practice right after all of his classes had ended, he and his team had all managed to strengthen their skills before a big match that was coming up. Amaimon had told him he would meet with him after practice so that they could go to the candy store afterwords, probably to spend all of (y/n)'s money.

As practice ended, a girl from his class had walked up to him.

And not just any girl.

His biggest crush no less.

When the girl had confessed that she liked him, the young teen felt like he was on cloud nine. What he didn't notice was the mischievous and bored demon that was floating above the two, listening in on the whole conversation.

Before he could take the opportunity to confess and ask her out, a large bucket of water was dropped on the both of them from nowhere.

Of course, the young girl couldn't hear it, but to (y/n) it was as clear as day. The sound of Amaimon's laughter echoed in his mind as he remembered storming off towards his dorm, ready to strangle said demon only to find it empty.

"I didn't even get her number." He grumbled, pouting slightly as kicked his wet clothes to the side before heading towards his closet.

"You didn't really need it anyways."

(Y/n) scrunched up his nose in annoyance and ripped open his closet door, trying to ignore the demon that was currently making himself comfortable on his bed. "Are you ignoring me?" He asked, scraping his sharp teeth on the surface of the hard candy in his mouth. Heaving a sigh, (y/n) pulled out a blue and silver T-shirt and jeans. "No, Amaimon the great, I'm not ignoring you." Heading further in he took out a new pair of boxers before shutting the closet door with a loud 'click'. "I'm just really pissed off at you right now."

"Was it because of the water thing?" Turning around, the young teen couldn't help but scowl at his demon friend. There, laying down as though he owned the place, was Amaimon, staring up at him with a bored expression. "I saved you from being rejected. Yay."

(Y/n) couldn't help but scoff as he sent the green haired demon a glare. "Save me from rejection? She confessed her undying love to me!" Not wanting to hear another word, the young teen stomped his way towards the bathroom, only stopping to leave his clothes outside in a small basket, before entering and slammed the door shut behind him. "Honestly! The one time a girl I like confesses to me, that bastard has to go and ruin it!"