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

That was unexpected

Groaning out of annoyance you walked over into the kitchen, if you hadn't been so hungry yourself you would've just let him starve. I mean, why couldn't he simply stand up himself, you were kind enough to make the food for the two of you. Doppio at least tried to help so you might've brought him a plate. Yet here you were, taking out two plates for each one of you and put the same amount of pasta on them. Once you had everything done you walked back into the living room.

He hasn't even moved an inch from when you stood up, not even the blanket got moved away from over his head. You sat back down with the same distance as before and pushed the plate for him over on your table. There was no way you are gonna get closer to him now than you had to.

You actually had no idea if he was finding the TV show as interesting as he pretended or if he simply tried his best to ignore you. Either way his eyes were fixated on the screen as if he was almost amazed by it. Maybe he had a smaller TV where he came from and wasn't used to yours, even if it wasn't one of the biggest.

It was probably better to not pay too much mind to that, so you simply ate your food and watched the show more or less with him. "Give me my plate," he said after a while, "I am not going to eat it cold."

What was that all about, he was sitting closer to it than you, all he had to do was sit up and stretch out his arm a bit. He was lucky enough you allowed him to eat in the living room. "Why, I think you are more than capable to do that on your own." you told him while still eating your own food.

"Just do it!" his voice got louder and more demanding and he turned to the side a bit to glare at you. You simply returned the glare, but honestly his was much more fierce and you really couldn't keep eye contact for too long.

Breathing out loudly you leaned forward and reached out to his place to hand it to him. "Do you also want me to feed you, or what?" you asked as you sat back down on your original spot on the couch. "No, but a glass of water would be nice." he really couldn't be serious right now. You crossed your arms and leaned back more in the couch for him to see you weren't gonna stand up for him another time.

"This is probably the worst I've ever eaten." he said as he chewed on his first bite with a disgusted expression. Wasn't he the one who wanted to buy that pasta in the first place? And if it was so bad, why would he keep on eating then? You simply resisted the urge to roll your eyes at this behaviour and chose to ignore that remark from him.

"How can someone mess up pasta so bad?" he continued his complaining further. By now you weren't even sure if he was doing this on purpose. "You don't have to eat it." you snapped back and stood up to bring your plate back into the kitchen. Now if he really wasn't able to eat a little more he had the chance to give you his plate. Stretching your hand out you waited for him to give it to you, but he simply pulled it closer to him.

"I am not gonna starve here, so I'll eat it. But make sure to cook better tomorrow." he said to you, a small smirk appearing on his face once he saw how angry and confused you got with his attitude. "Suit yourself then." you mumbled under your breath and walked over into the kitchen to clean your plate.

As soon as you were done you thought about going back into the living room, but on the other hand there weren't really any benefits for you. So grabbing your phone from the counter you went into your bedroom, where you crawled under the soft sheets of your bed. Now you finally could sit here in peace, the only sounds were coming from your phone that you used.

About half an hour passed when the door was suddenly pulled open with enough force to hit against the wall. "There you are!" Doppio exclaimed and jumped right into your bed next to you. Seemed like none of the two really knew what privacy was. He still carried the blanket from earlier around with him and once he got comfortable he put it over his body.