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

Complicated situation

As you woke up you already had this bad feeling in your stomach. You knew that you kind of messed up with the strange man yesterday. He didn't attack you when you were eating pizza and then you almost thought that you'd be able to live with his grumpy attitude, but now was a different thing. You just hoped he wouldn't be mad at you anymore after you hid in your room.

That all just sounded so weird. Are you really afraid of being in your own house up to the point you don't even want to leave your own room? And all that while living alone and only having a 'visitor' over?

With a sigh you grabbed some fresh clothes you could change into, unplugged your phone and then decided to go out.

Only hesitantly you unlocked your door again, looking both sides to see if he was already waiting in the hallway for you. Turned out everything was empty so you quietly walked into the bathroom, carefully opening the door. You even checked behind the shower curtains  just in case, you didn't really expect him to be there but you never know.

It was completely quiet in your entire apartment. If that was a good or a bad thing, you didn't know. Maybe if he was still sleeping you'd be able to quickly shower, grab some food and then escape back into your bedroom.

So you wasted no time in the bathroom in order to get back as fast as possible into your room. When you were done you sneaked into the kitchen, carefully opening the door only to immediately wanting to close it again. He sat there on his chair already eating his breakfast. Wait a second, that was your pizza.

Of course he noticed you staring as he raised the last slice up to his mouth and took a bite of it, not once breaking eye contact. That man knew exactly what he was doing there and you didn't like it one bit.

"What are you looking at?" he asked once he gulped his food down. "My pizza." you answered emphasizing the 'my'. And that smirk, he was definitely doing this on purpose, there was no denying that. Did he even like it or was he just eating it out of revenge?

"You know, I didn't like what you did there yesterday." he began as he slowly stood up from his chair and made his way over to you. For a moment you thought about running back into your room, but you figured that wouldn't be the best idea now. Just let him talk and try to stay calm. That was said a lot easier than being done.

Out of reflex you backed away a bit, but were able to stop yourself at one point, the man on the other hand only came to stop as he stood directly in front of you. Your bodies were almost touching at this point, only a few inches left between you and him. He could probably hear your heart beating in your chest, mostly out of fear of what he might do.

You weren't sure whether you should look at him or not, but with him blocking your view of everything else it was hard to focus on something. Still you couldn't keep eye contact with him as you knew too well that he was glaring down at you. You just felt like it didn't matter what you would do, everything will get him mad.

He didn't seem too pleased with you avoiding him so with one quick motion he grabbed your face with both of his hands and held your head up. As soon as you looked him in the eyes the corner of his mouth twitched, not fully forming a smirk. He didn't say a thing as he only looked down at you.

With his hands he turned your head a bit to the side and looked at you from every angle before he hummed.

"I guess my sweet Doppio does have a point." he mumbled mostly to himself, not that you actually understood what he just meant. Slowly he released you from his grip and then stepped back. You didn't expect him to just let you go after this, but he really did go back to his chair and sat down there.

"You need to buy some more food, the fridge is empty." he said. You were pretty sure that wasn't the case and he simply didn't like what you had. Of course that wouldn't be a problem, but was he really expecting you to run around and act like his servant?