Devil in disguise ||Doppio/Diavolo x reader||

So that's how it is

When you woke up you just felt awful. Everything was spinning and there was this uncomfortable buzzing sound in your head, not to mention the headache you had. For a moment you didn't even know where you were and what you were doing.

Slowly your vision started to come back and you were able to feel more about your current situation. Trying to move your hands you noticed that they were tied behind your back and that you were sitting on something, probably a chair.

As soon as you tried to look around your room you were blinded by a bright light, directly pointing at you. "So you are finally awake, it was about time." you heard a deep voice saying. Wasn't it the one from before? 

When your eyes got to adjust to the light a bit you could make out that you were still in your living room and that the person sat somewhere behind the lamp so you couldn't see his face. "And who are you?" you groaned still being in pain.

"My name doesn't matter." he simply answered and waited for you to fully pay attention to him and not only your headache. Impatiently he tapped his fingers against the chair he was sitting on which resulted in you only feeling more nervous than before.

"Is that my bedside lamp?" you asked in pure confusion once you noticed the familiar shape of the lamp that blinded you enough times in the morning. "Yes, this house doesn't have shit." he complained. It almost sounded as if he was disappointed that you asked that question and it really did make everything feel a bit more unserious.

It really felt a bit weird to sit in your own living room, tied to a chair and being interrogated by some unknown man that was hiding behind your bedside lamp. Not to mention the fact you had no idea where he came from or what he possibly wanted in your house. Seemed like he also realized how ridiculous that was and turned the lamp off with a sigh.

"Let me get straight to the point." he started and you saw him cross one of his legs over the other. "Doppio and I will stay here for as long as we desire and you won't tell anyone about this encounter." he warned you. By now you could finally make out his appearence as your eyes adjusted back to the change of light.

The man had long pink hair with dark spots all over it. The green eyes almost seemed to glow in the darkness of the room. What still was a bit confusing to you, was that he wore the clothes that definetely belonged to Doppio. It looked a bit weird because he seemed to be taller than the other pink haired man which resulted in the sweater clinging a bit tighter to his chest.

"Where is Doppio?" you asked him. You kind of had that feeling that he had something to do with that, you weren't able to figure out how exactly that worked, but you were sure that Doppio wasn't as innocent as he seemed.

"That is none of your concerns." he simply stated as he still kept on staring at you. You saw him standing up before he slowly made his way towards you, his tall form only seeming more frightening from the closer he got. Out of instinct you backed more up into the chair the closer he got.

He stopped directly in front of you, his right hand grabbing your chin in a tight grip as he forcefully turned your head upwards to meet his gaze. "And don't even think about telling my sweet Doppio about this." he hissed at you and kept his grip on you a bit longer just to make sure you understood what he said. Only when you nodded he released you, but still didn't move away.

"Why are you in my house? Only because I let Doppio stay doesn't mean anyone can just come in." you said to him, watching his eyes squint together in irritation.

Without saying another word walked behind you and crouched down a bit to what you guessed was to untie your hands. You noticed that he actually used one of your belts for that. But before he did so you felt his head rest next to your shoulder as he turned to whisper something in your ear, "You should talk to me with a bit more respect. You are lucky I didn't kill you yet." he threatened, the closeness only making you feel even more uncomfortable.