I Scored Myself A Mate

Mark insisted that Asmodeus was taken to the infirmary and got proper treatment even though everyone told him that his wounds would heal soon. The reason why he wasn't rejenerating apparently was because the great White Wolf had quite a formidable amount of magic in his attacks that slowed the demon's healing. 

So the red haired man was sitting on a chair in the room his best friend had found himself many times in the past, looking at the sleeping man. His chest was exposed, the wounds on his back and shoulder had been properly treated at first, plastered with a very smelly green pigment before the nurses wrapped him in gauze. Even though Mark knew he was going to be alright he couldn't stop thinking that Asmodeus was at this state because of him.

"Why are you so worried about him? He wants to kill you."  Allias told him with a desperate look while Theseus who was standing right by his side shrugged his shoulders. No one could answer that question, not even Mark. "And now you want to remember? Even though he said he will kill you when you do? This is insane Mark." The elf king said and the red haired nodded. He was aware of how insane he sounded, he probably looked like a mad man to them but he couldn't stop thinking about it. Asmodeus had said he loved him, he had protected him but called him a traitor also. The more time he spent with him the more intrigued he was to know what happened. Maybe that was his plan. To make this little fool of a human care about a demon like him so he would decide to remember. If that was it then Asmodeus' plan was going trully very well.

"I know. I know how insane it sounds but Allias he is hurt like this because I told him not to kill anyone. He just shielded me with his body and kept getting hit until I told him to react. Why would he do that?" He asked and looked at his friend with a saddened expression. That moment would be scarred on his mind forever. His expression, the blood andd the enormous opened wounds on his back. That faint smile when he made sure he was okay. That kind of attitude no one else had seen it except him.

"To play with your head!" Allias shouted. "He is a demon that's what they do. Please Mark you will endanger yourself for nothing." Allias was really worried, it showed through his furrowed eyebrows and the wrinkles on his forehead. How would he protect him if Asmodeus really was that monster he was accused of being? The elf king just couldn't take the whole situation lightly. 

"Allias calm down." Theseus said. "Look when we met you know what everyone said about me. That I was crazy, a blood thirsty monster. Things ended up quite different. So maybe you should let Mark do what his heart tell him. We will protect him, all of us. It won't have to be just you." Theseus told his worried lover with an encouraging smile. 

"I can't believe you are comparing yourself with a demon." The elf king mumbled and the sound of a hoarse deep voice followed. 

"Yes, I am a lot more handsome than your white haired friend." Asmodeus said and Mark flinched as he heard his voice. He looked at him as he sat up not a sign of pain in his expression and instantly he felt relieved. So it really wasn't that bad after all.

"You're awake." Mark foolishly stated and the demon laughed.

"Yeah I think so. Your friend will be in a lot of trouble for what he did though." He warned them.

"Is there anything we can do about that?" Allias asked. "So he won't die in the hands of the Council."

"Just a few seconds ago you presented me as the true embodiment of malice but know you ask me for advice? Well thought elf king." Asmodeus joked, causing Allias to roll his pretty green eyes at his words. It wasn't like there was no context to his words. 

"How about you leave?" Mark said with a forced smile to his friend . "Like now." 

"Come on Allias, we can talk about Alexander later. If you need anything Mark we will be right outside. Don't hesitate to call." Theseus said and grabbed Allias from the arm. The elf king looked like a stubborn dog. He had rooted his feet on the ground and just denied to move until his general dragged him away by force. 

"He is acting like your mother." Asmodeus commented and Mark chuckled. 

"He is worried about me."

"He shouldn't be. I said I will kill you after you remember." The demon said.

"You don't make sense you know that? You protect me and then ask me out on a date. You give me books because I like them and then sit and get hurt because I told you not to kill anyone. Why would you do all that if you want to just kill me?" Mark asked. He had thought of that before too. Why would he say he loved him when his goal was to take his life. 

Asmodeus tried to move but he frowned once he realized the bandages were restraining his body. He ripped the thin layers and threw them to the ground, his shoulder completely healed by now. As he could move completely freely he turned to the side, his handsome face facing Mark as he moved closer, so close that his calm and steady breath landed on Mark's lips. 

"It does make sense to me." The demon said and with his right hand he traced his jawline. His finger tips slowly mapping his characteristic while Mark stood there, almost like he was hypnotized. "Because there is no point in killing you if you don't know your grave sin. I am just enjoying my time with you for now but as I heard you have finally decided to die."

"Who said I will die?" Mark asked with a raised eyebrow and Asmodeus laughed, landing on his pillow entertained. 

"I found you through a small portal in your mind while I was imprisoned. Believe me you won't run away from me." 

"I won't. But I am sure I never did anything to hurt you. I would never do that to anyone. " Mark said filled with confidence. He knew himself. He want the kind of person that would betrayed someone that loved him. If what Asmodeus said was true. He wanted to know to find out, what was that sin he commited that made the demon so fixated on finding him and taken his life.

"What will happen if I am right though? Want to make a bet?" Asmodeus asked with a cheeky smile. 

"What kind of bet?" Mark asked.

"If I am right I will kill you but if I am wrong I will allow you to form a contract with me." He said.

"A contract? What is that?"

"A contract is something that doesn't really happen anymore. It's an arrangement of some sort. I form a contract with you and we become connected. If you die I die and I am forced to obey your every word. I will be something like your own personal Cerberus." Asmodeus explained. 

"That....are you willing to do it?" Mark asked surprised. It didn't sound like an easy thing. 

"Yes, if you're willing to die. Once you have your memories back I will look through them and then we will know. Do you agree?" He asked him. It took a few seconds for Mark to think about it, he believed in himself but was that enough? He believed in the person he was now but what about back then? Was he still the same? He wondered. It didn't matter though. He would do it. He needed to know no matter the outcome. If he was wrong Allias and Theseus would help him bypass this stupid deal. He would cheat if he had to stay alive.

"Alright then. I will go bring the remedy." He said but Asmodeus stopped him.

"It's in my pocket. I stole it from you, you see." Asmodeus said with a cheeky smile. He showed the small pouch after he grabbed it from his picked and threw it at him. The red haired barely catching it. 

"I will have Allias and Theseus guard me to make sure you won't kill me in the process." Mark said and the demon nodded.

"As you wish." Asmodeus agreed with a grin. "Shall we call them in?"

"Yes." Mark agreed hopping that himself in the past was not who Asmodeus said he was.