Proud of You (Obey me fic)
Also found on ao3 here
Mammon gets 100% on a test for the first time, but Lucifer is not the happy brother he was expecting
FYIs: This is a mephimon fic (mammon x mephistopheles) if you liked it you should check out my ao3 This is kind of angsty but not really Lucifer is a bit of a dick This has not been beta read
Mammon laid in his room, sprawled out on his bed and staring at the ceiling. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes. His test was crumpled up in the corner of his room.
He was finally passing the class, and actually got 100% on a test.
But he felt stupid.
Stupid to believe Lucifer would actually be proud of him.
He walked into the house completely confident that Lucifer would at least smile and say ‘I’m proud of you.’
But no.
Mammon was shrugged off. A sorry excuse for a ’good job’ and told to wait for supper.
He could’ve gone to any other brother, but he didn’t. He thought Lucifer would actually say something.
He knew his younger brothers would congratulate him. They always did.
But Lucifer was always unsatisfied.
He thought that maybe today Lucifer would actually tell him he did great. Give him a hug, or maybe just a pat on the back.
But no, he was ignored. Just like every other time.
Why would he go to a pride demon for a compliment anyways.
Especially one that was so much better than him. At literally everything.
His body was now shaking from silent sobs he wasn’t aware of. He involuntarily reached for his phone.
He opened an app and clicked on impulse.
FaceTiming mephi 💜…..
When did he open FaceTime?
“Mams? Why are you calling?”
He snapped out of his trance by the voice of his lover. He moved his phone closer to his face so he could see Mephisto, but Mephisto could only see his eyes and forehead.
“I don’ even know,” he sniffled.
“Why are you crying, darling?” Mephisto looked concerned and seemed to stop whatever it was he was doing.
“It’s stupid. ‘m stupid, everything is stupid,” he sighed.
“You are not stupid. I don’t like speaking with stupid people.”
“Yer jus’ sayin’ that,” Mammon rubbed his eyes. “Can-can I come over tonight?”
“Of course, do you want me to pick you up?”
Mammon shook his head.
“But can ya stay on call with me? While I get ready.”
Mephisto hummed in response and got back to whatever it was he was doing before.
Mammon stood up and propped his phone up on his dresser and began to get ready. Every now and then he’d walk out of the screen and then pop back in before walking back out again.
This was normal.
Very normal in fact.
Mammon didn’t know if Mephisto noticed, but he called whenever he was sad. Most of the time he wasn’t crying, but he didn’t feel great. Mephisto always made him feel better. Even if they weren’t speaking. The soft sound of Mephisto’s pen writing on the paper kept him calm, knowing he was right there next to him. Mammon settled for a black sweatshirt and grey sweatpants, and sprayed on a cologne Mephisto had bought him a while back.
As he grabbed his phone up again he noticed the crumpled up quiz in the corner.
He grabbed it and smoothed it out and then folded it and placed it in his pocket.
He walked out of his room and ignored Lucifer when asked where he was going. He knew it wasn’t a good idea, but he could care less.
He grabbed his keys and walked out, still on the phone with his boyfriend as he stepped into his car.
“Did you just ignore Lucifer?”
He looked to his screen to see Mephisto giving him a side glance.
“An’ what about it?”
Mephisto smirked a little before looking back to the papers in front of him.
“Nothing.”
Mammon started his car and drove out, noticing Lucifer standing in the doorway from the corner of his eyes.
He practically sped to Mephisto’s mansion and almost sprinted inside when he pulled into the garage. He ended the call when he opened the door and ran to Mephisto’s study. When he opened the door Mephisto stood up and he immediately engulfed the purplette in his arms.
He practically melted into his arms when Mephisto began to card his hands through Mammon's hair.
“Do you wanna talk about it?” Mephisto asked quietly.
Mammon shook his head and felt a few tears fall after he realized what had just happened.
“Like I said, ‘t’s stupid.”
Mephisto chuckled lightly and squeezed Mmamon closer.
“It’s alright, I’ll listen.”
Mammon took a deep shaky sigh and stood straight up.
“Can I jus’ chill here while you work?”
“Of course,” Mephisto pressed a kiss on the Greed Avatar’s cheek.
He walked back over to his desk and Mammon plopped down on a lounge couch on the sidewall of the room. Mammon watched his lover immediately sit down and start scribbling down words on paper work. He stared for a long time, he didn’t even notice until Mephisto glanced up at him. He quickly looked away as Mephisto smirked and went back to work.
He laid back down and almost dozed off to the sound of Mephisto’s pen scraping on the paper. When he went to turn onto his side he heard the sound of paper crinkling, then he was reminded of the reason why he came. He dug out the test and held it up above his face so he could see it. He looked back over to Mephisto who was way too focused on his paperwork to notice. He felt tears prick his eyes as he remembered Lucifer’s words from before and rolled off that couch with a thud.
“Mams?”
“I’m good, don’ worry.”
Mephisto hummed and went back to work. Mammon scooched over to the side of Mephisto’s desk and held the paper up. Mephisto grabbed it from Mammon to read. Mammon laid on his back away from Mephisto’s view and couldn’t see what face Mephisto was making. He didn’t want to. He already knew he was stupid and that it meant nothing that he got 100% on anything.
“Babe, is this yours?”
The soft voice snapped him out of spiraling.
“Uh…yeah-yeah it’s mine,” Mammon stuttered.
He turned so his back was facing the desk.
“This is so good Mams, I’m so proud of you.”
I’m so proud of you.
Mammon sat up fast and looked at Mephisto, who wore a large grin. He made eye contact with Mammon and smiled even more.
“This is great! Isn’t this for the class you’re passing?”
“I- yeah…. yeah it is,” Mammon managed to let out, a small grin growing on his face.
“You’re doing so good.”
Mammon felt a wave of happiness come crashing down on him. This was much better than a compliment from Lucifer. Mammon's grin grew.
“R-really?”
“Yes!” Mephisto let out a small laugh before sinking on the floor next to him. “This is wonderful!”
Mammon was frozen in happiness when Mephisto rushed forward and gave him a hug. Mephisto leaned back and began to pepper kisses around his face.
“I’m so proud of you!”
Tears pricked the corners of Mammons eyes and he wrapped his arms around Mephisto.
“This means, so much ta me, babe, ya don’t even know,” Mammon pulled Mephisto closer into a hug.
Mephisto hummed and chuckled, carding his hand through Mammon’s hair. “Was this why you were so upset?”
Mammon nodded, burying his face in Mephisto’s chest. Mephisto chuckled before placing a kiss on top of his head.
“You are doing so great, no matter what anyone says, I’m always so proud of you.”
Mammon sniffled a bit. “Even when I run my account inta the negatives?”
Mephisto lightly pinched his arm, chuckling lightly. “Now you’re pushing it.”
Mammon giggled, sighing in content before nuzzling further into Mephistos chest.
The two sat wrapped in each other for what felt like centuries before migrating to a large bedroom and falling asleep. The test was later found framed in Mephisto’s office, causing Mammon to go red in the face.
