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It's Simple

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Got a request for Aromantic Reader x Mammon fluff. A short but sweet sleepy conversation and cuddles.

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You woke up with the arm and leg of a still snoring Mammon draped over your body. A normal occurrence. Still groggy, you sat up and looked around. Snack wrappers strewn, the popcorn bowl spilled across the ground, and the television on some weird commercial advertising a horn polisher of sorts. Looks like you both crashed while watching the action-movie marathon. Yawning and stretching, you moved Mammon’s limbs away to get out of bed. He didn’t start to wake until after you got done tidying up and turned off the television.

 

“Hrmmmmm, come back to beeeeed….” He whined.

 

“I feel too awake now. I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep.”

 

“Doesn’t mean we can’t snuggle for a bit….”

 

… that WAS tempting…

 

You go back and he immediately brings you into his arms, making you the smaller spoon tonight. You expect him to go back to snoring within a few minutes… but he’s still awake. The silence is making your mind go places. You consider now to be a good time to start asking questions…

 

“What are we, Mammon?”

 

He stirs a bit, the serious question bringing him back. You can hear the nervousness in his voice as he responds. “Wha.. what’re you asking that now for?” He gets up a bit to look down at you. “You wanna put… a label on us?”

 

You try to rush for an explanation. “Not exactly, I just- I mean, I’m not… you know I’m aromantic and I just didn’t want… anything to be misread or-“

 

“You think I don’t know what aromantic means?” He squints his eyes, his drowsiness adding to his annoyance. “What does that have to do with what we’ve been doing? Does it mean you like me any less?”

 

“No! What? Of course not, Mammon. You’re my favorite person to hang out with-“

 

“You’re favorite, eh? Well that’s good enough for me.” He drops on you, a little vengeful for making him get up. You let out a sound at his sudden weight on your chest, but you don’t try pushing him off. You couldn’t if you wanted to, he’s immediately back to snuggling you.

 

“I like being with you, and you like being with me. Isn’t that enough?”

 

So it was that simple.