Hate was beyond an understatement. You and demiurge despised each other to no end and even with ainz’s strict orders to try and make some sort of common ground- you both simply couldn’t. Demiurge wasn’t one to have physical fights with his comrades unless truly necessary, but you were a different story. The both of you fought each other often both verbally and physically over the most trivial things. Unfortunately.. ainz wasn’t here to stop you two from getting into a fight this time. Who knew it would end up with you both in each other’s arms?

“Damn you- such an annoying brat.” Demiurge hisses, his arms wrapped all to comfortably around you. The fight had taken place in his personal quarters- everything was ruined and torn. Including both of your clothes. Now you both were coddling each other well still throwing insults and minor hits around on his absolutely battered bed. It was like a game of tug of war between pure hatred, love and a sprinkle of unbridled passion. “The lord will not be happy about this.”

It was beyond everyone how you both could end up cuddling after such a fierce struggle. It gave extremely mixed signals to everyone.. albedo thought it was cute. Ainz just didn’t want anymore things to get broken..

“You are so useless- always being a thorn in everyone’s side. I hate your guts.” He hisses, slamming a hand down by your head on a torn pillow, sending feathers flying.