A Ghouls Assistant (sodo x reader)

Sodo stepped aside and let you into the room, you went to sit where you previously sat before you stormed out and he sat back on his bed, his arms resting on his knees and his hands hanging.

You sighed before speaking, "look, all i'll be doing is helping out. I'm literally only here to help you so there's no need to be so difficult. You have you own assistant and you're mad about it!" You exclaimed.

"Maybe that's because I never asked for one." He pointed out.

"But it's clear that you needed one. Just try it out, see how you like it. You didn't even give it 5 minutes before shutting it down."

He huffed before you spoke again, "Now, can we please start? And without any of your smart-ass comments?" 

"Sure, whatever." He rolled his eyes but you decided to let it go. "Perfect, now first maybe you should get some extra practice in because I've heard that you didn't really get much practice in the past few days." You rolled the chair over the the side of his room and grabbed the guitar he had in there before rolling back over to him and handing it to him.

He took it from you and just sat there. "What's a song you haven't played much that is on the setlist for the upcoming rituals?"

"I haven't practiced 'Jesus He Know Me' much."

"Then start with that." You motioned for him to start playing.

He started playing and messed up a few times and got frustrated an threw his pick down.

You picked up his pick that he threw and handed it back to him, "I don't feel like going to the practice room for more picks if you lose the ones you have in here so don't throw them." You told him calmly.

After practicing some of the songs for a little while, with some arguing here and there, you decided to teach him some methods to keep himself calm.

"Okay, first one's simple enough. When you get angry, before saying anything, try calming yourself by taking deep breathes or maybe walk away from the situation if it's possible." You spoke. He rolled his eyes as he started talking, "It's not that easy."

"It is if you actually try."

"I do try." He insisted

"To control your anger?" You chuckled, "Yeah, sure. It's like you don't even think about what your about to say, you just let it out. No matter what it is, no matter how harsh it is."

"I do. Just with the people I actually enjoy being around, they don't infuriate me like you."

"I don't get how I infuriate you in the first place. I'm literally just existing. All I'll do is speak and you'll get angry."

"Probably cause your voice is annoying."

You grunted in frustration, "oh my satan, your proving my point."

"What point?" He asked with a irritated tone.

"That you dont think before you speak, you just speak."

He pretended to be in thought for a moment before speaking again, "I don't want to fucking work with you, I don't want to have a fucking assistant, and I don't need an assistant and all of this is fucking bullshit." He narrowed his eyes at you.

"Oh my-" You cut yourself off with a frustrated chuckle as you put your elbows on your knees and rested your face in your hands.

You rolled away from him, moving to his desk and told him, "practice the songs. I'll be right here if you need anything." You waved your hand towards him, signaling him to play his guitar before laying your head down on his desk with a sigh.