#affectionate anon

Hi!

So here's the thing: No matter the intentions of your family members, you are in charge of your own body, and you are allowed to create boundaries with that. So next time someone makes you feel uncomfortable, you very respectfully but firmly say: "I don't like to be touched there."

Don't say please, don't ask questions. Just state the fact. And if they make a big deal, say, "It makes me uncomfortable. You don't want to make me uncomfortable, do you?" because that puts the action back on them.

Same with them being around when you don't want to be. "I need some privacy right now."

There was beauty in Mammon. He was a messy beauty. The white hair falling over his forehead and the golden eyes staring at you completely, sometimes hidden by dark glasses so that no one would be able to know what he felt. But you were amazing, he thought, because you always knew what he felt and thought all the time. You knew his fears and weaknesses, you knew what he was proud of and liked, you knew everything that made him him. And because you knew him so well, you also knew he was never going to declare how he felt about you. Mammon didn't want to spoil the friendship you had, he didn't want to have to deal with the pain of rejection, that is if you rejected him.

What he didn't know is that you would never reject him. You had a crush on him, an insane urge to kiss him and be by his side all the time. And because you knew him so well, you knew you had to be the first person to come forward, otherwise you wouldn't get anywhere. And you waited for a unique opportunity to be a special time for both of you, a special time that you could remember and smile for years to come. But... Well, that's not exactly what happened.

You love Mammon. Really, you love him. But sometimes he gets on your nerves with "The Great Mammon" this and "The Great Mammon" that, to you he can always be himself and you said that, but he just can't act honestly.

"Human, hey, Human! Let's celebrate!" Mammon mutters in an excited tone, hugging your pillow as he watches you study for yet another test. The entire RAD was tired after a hard day of exams and more exams, and yet you found the strength to study harder. He just doesn't seem to understand why you put so much effort into it. "Let's eat and drink and dance! The Great Mammon pays for ya, shall we? Shall we?"

Annoyed, you grab him by the collar of his shirt and pull him close. Your faces are so close, his breath hitting your cheeks as you face each other and you bring your lips to his in a simple, chaste kiss to silence him, yet it's perfect for being your first kiss. It's pure, it's good, and it expresses everything you haven't put into words. And you sigh as the two of you pull apart, massaging your temples and watching each of the greed demon's reactions. But Mammon at your side is having a whirlwind of thoughts, he's almost resetting himself, he went to heaven and back, he was kissed by the most beautiful being that ever stepped in the world.

“Yes, we can party.” You respond with a big smile, watching as Mammon brings his hands to his mouth when he finally understands what happened and then he looks at you like a puppy. As if he wanted to ask for more and was embarrassed. "But before that how about you kiss me this time?"