Confessing | Mammon
.he was inlove with you, so inlove—so after cracking, he finally confessed. .
requested
C O N F E S S I O N
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It had been a long day, but you were still here—sitting on his bed like you didn’t notice the way he kept staring. Like you didn’t feel how tense he got when your leg bumped his. You talked like always, easy and warm, like you belonged there.
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Like being close to him wasn’t dangerous.
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Mammon couldn’t take it anymore. The way you trusted him, laughed at his dumb jokes, stayed by his side no matter how many times he messed up—it tore him up inside. You made him feel like maybe he was worth something. Like he wasn’t just the screw-up brother everyone expected to fail.
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He’d tried to ignore it, bury it, laugh it off. But the truth stayed heavy in his chest: he was in love with you. Had been for a long time. And it scared him—because you could break his heart with one look, and he’d still thank you for it.