I Scored Myself A Mate

"So you brought me here for what?" Mark asked confused as they entered the small entertainment room of the compound. He had never been there before actually, while he lived on the compound his only routes were the ones that led from his room to the bathroom and to the dining hall while on special occasions he would get to see rooms the idiot wolves would lock him at like that dungeon like place where he had been hanged upside down for hours. 

So seeing this spacious room, filled with other young werewolves was quite discomforting. He didn't like being around them nor the stares he gained when Asmodeus walked into the room. Many of them actually left and the other who wished to remain discretely stop walking around the area the demon had chosen to occupy. The red haired boy felt like he was being constantly watched and Asmodeus noticed that. He grabbed his hand and dragged him slowly at the back of the room in a corner where there two huge pillows, one red and one yellow. You could sit on them and still not have anyone looking at your back since the next thing behind them was a big library. The room had actually a lot of things and Mark realized this was a place college student would spend most their free time on and that was why they never saw them around. It had many billiard tables, libraries, couches and video games consoles. Tables for board games and a few vending machines stacked with drinks and snacks. It wasn't a bad place, it had a lot of sources of entertainment it was just the wolves on it made it awkward for him. Well, this was their home so it was completely logical for them to be here. 

Asmodeus didn't seem to mind at all, he plopped at the yellow pillow, which actually almost perfectly matched one of his eyes, with a book he had picked up from the library. Mark looked at him confused as he didn't really understand what was happening right now. Did he really bring him out to spend the day with him while reading books?

"Will you keep looking at me? Why don't you grab a book." He said and Mark raised his eyebrow. 

"So, you wanted to spend the day with me to read?" he asked and Asmodeus nodded, his face still buried in the pages of the book. 

"You like reading, don't you? I bet with all this chaos you haven't had the time to read anything." 

"Yes, I do but…wait how do you know I like to read? Have you like been stalking me from the moment I was born or something?" He asked, stunned that the man knew that fact about him. There weren't many people that knew he liked to read. It was a hobby that for some unknown reason he liked to keep for himself and enjoyed to do it when he was alone. Allias and maybe one or two of his friends actually knew about it. 

"I was in a prison in hell for three hundred years. Even if I wanted to stalk you I couldn't." he said with a smile and closed his book. Since Mark was so chatty today he had realized that reading the book in peace would be impossible. 

"Why were you imprisoned?" The red haired asked and Asmodeus shrugged his shoulders, very clearly feigning ignorance. 

"Not going to tell you, find out for yourself. Now pick a book. This will be our relaxing time." He joked and winked at him but mark only sighed looking at the people all around him, how was he supposed to relax when everyone the moment he turned his head away had their eyes glued on him. "What's wrong?" Asmodeus asked him.

"It's stupid but, everyone keeps looking at us. It's just awkward." Mark whispered and the demon king scoffed. He placed the book on the ground, a thick red carpet underneath their feet and stood up, slowly walking in the middle of the room. 

"Darlings. Can you please piss off because you staring at us is quite annoying?" he asked with a grin. At first no one really paid him any mind. That was until he began to transform, his voice turning like the ones that had been haunting their nightmares. Soon one by one were beginning to notice that there was something wrong. "Out! Now!" he shouted and every single person in the room was running. Thankfully he didn't need to repeat himself and when everyone was gone, leaving them two alone in the big room he returned to his form and went back to his pillow. 

"Did you do that for me?" Mark asked surprised as he watched Asmodeus return to his reading unbothered. His eyes for a moment stole a glance of the red haired human and he grinned. 

"Well, you were uncomfortable. I didn't bring you here for that." he explained and Mark for a second froze, he couldn't really believe that Asmodeus was acting like this. He had brought him here, knowing he liked to read and even kicked out all the people just because he had said they were making him uncomfortable. He couldn't just ignore an act like that. 

"What do you want from me? There is no way you're doing this out of the goodness of your heart." He told him and the demon sighed dramatically. This was the third time he had put a stop to his reading by now. The book once more landed on the soft carpet and the demon's eyes met with Mark's.

"I like reading too actually. Also if I needed something from you believe me I could get it by force. So just pick a book from the library and relax. I won't ask you of anything." He said and Mark tilted his head to the side, his eyes noticing the book he was reading. It was The Picture of Dorian Grey. He had read that one before, it was actually one of its favorites. He loved the way Dorian was seen by the world as a perfect creature while in reality he had been rotten to the core by his obsession with beauty. It made mark think that many times the way we view a person was not necessarily all there was to them. 

"That book is nice." He said and shyly pointed at Asmodeus' choice. 

"I know." The demon said with a faint smile. "While I was imprisoned I collected many books from the human world but this was one of the best." He said and Mark eagerly nodded. 

"I know right! The way it is written is beautiful and there are so many moments when you get angry with the characters. In the end I was so frustrated but I guess that was the whole point. I read it again a few times and the feeling was always the same. Ah, Dorian he…what's so funny?"  Mark had begun talking with excitement about the book, his eyes had a very attractive glow on them while a smile was faint on his face. Asmodeus seeing that he chuckled making the human immediately stop and pout. 

"It's not funny, it's cute. This is the first time you talk so freely to me. It makes me quite happy." He said and Mark's cheeks showed a slight tint of red. 

"I…I…" Mark mumbled when a loud noise interrupted their conversation. Their head snapped towards the door and Mark gasp, recognizing the rough sound. "Is this some kind of loop episode or what?" he shouted as he stood up, terrified.