Mammon was a loud and obnoxious man. Annoying and clingy is how anyone he’d have met before would describe him.

But there was a specific desire in his throat when he would voice needing someone. It wasn’t lustful like his younger brother, it wasn’t envious or hateful. But it was truly needy. Like a child pleading and begging for a specific object from a store. He was greedy; but what else could you say more of the literal avatar of Greed?

He hoarded things like a dragon, clinging to his valuables like they were his nest - what made him him. He didn’t know who he would be without the very things that held him together like glue. Got his heart broken by some witch he slept with? Buy a new car. Got hurt? Buy a whole damn store.

That’s just the kind of person he was. Buying and buying, but never able to find the connection that truly filled his heart. In fact it dug an even deeper hole than it was to begin with (and he would always push it aside like a problem for himself down the road).

But the pit just grew and grew. Like there was a want - a need to please, for someone in his life to finally whisper the words that he craved. To tell him he was loved, to tell him he was wanted, and needed. Not sexualized and desired. Sure, he loved being able to have women on his arm at any time of the day, but none of it mattered. It wasn’t a real connection and he simply didn’t care for it.

Things weren’t the same when you entered his life. Forcing him into a contract that kept him on his toes for your call, and it made his empty heart swell. Like the only thing he ever wanted was grazing his fingertips but-... what if you didn’t want him?

What if you saw him the same way those witches did - as just a needy hound dog that was willing to sleep with whoever showed him enough attention?

He refused to wholeheartedly believe that you could ever be like such a person, but there was a small corner of him that still feared it. A corner of him that was terrified you would leave him, too. He was worth something, he just needed time. He needed to be taught, he needed to be shown wrong versus right, warm versus cold. He was willing to leave behind any life just for you - and right now, he was the one needing to be saved.

He was willing to show you what he could be - just please don’t leave.