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

Never play with the devil

In the middle of the night you woke up because you felt extremly uncomfortable. Were your sheets always this cold and why was your mattress so hard? Turning around you tried to reach for one of your favourite pillows, that one that was always more comfortable than the others. However, you felt nothing except for the hard ground.

Opening your eyes you needed a few seconds until you fully realized that you were indeed lying on the floor. You only had this small blanket over your body, so that's why it was so cold. Yet before you could even think about why you were here you heard someone snoring next to you, or more likely a bit above you. A bit confused you noticed that you clearly didn't get down here yourself and the way the pillows were placed someone must've helped you.

Oh no, he didn't dare.

Furious you stood up and turned on the small lamp on your nightstand. The pink hair that was peeking out from beneath the covers told you enough, if only there weren't those dark spots in it.

For a moment you wondered about what to do. Should you just go back into the living room and sleep on the couch instead or should you wake him up? But there was the question how he would react.

One part of you knew that waking him up was a bad idea, but it was clearly not okay that he just claimed your bed without even asking, let alone put you on the floor. So it was worth a try and maybe it was a good thing you still were half asleep yourself. Otherwise you would've reconsidered your choice here.

Raising one hand you tapped him were you thought his shoulder would be, but he didn't even move a single muscle. Wondering if he just didn't wake up by that you tapped him another time and even after the fifth time you didn't get a sinlge reaction. Evertime you tapped him a bit harder and you were almost sure he had to woken up some point. Just as you were about to shake him you were stopped by his voice.

"Touch me one more time and I'll cut your hand off."

"Why are you in my bed? And more importantly why was I on the floor?" you asked him instead deciding to actually not touch him another time. "Don't know, maybe you fell out and I was sleepwalking in here." he answered before he pulled the covers higher to cover almost his entire head.

"Very funny, now get out." you answered stepping from one foot to another because it was really cold without the warmth of another blanket. Not to mention you were barefoot right now but you still were too lazy to search for some socks in your closet. Of course he ignored you another time, maybe this was his plan all along and you just annoyed him too much. "I am serious." you said once more, at least trying to sound as serious as you could be. It was almost disappointing how he didn't seem to care in the slightest about you.

"What do you think you are doing?" he asked once he noticed you lifting the covers on one side.

"Getting in my bed." you answered and emphasized the 'my' as you climbed inside to get some warmth of the cover. As soon as you put your head down on the pillow he started moving. Now it wasn't like your bed was too small for two persons to sleep inside there, but it appeared that he didn't think the same way as you. Well, you had to admit that you didn't want to sleep next to him the whole night either, but maybe this would make him realize what he did wrong there.

"Don't you even think about it, get off." he hissed and started to push you towards the end of your bed, hoping you would just fall out. However, you also wouldn't give up your spot that easily and with all your strength held onto anything you could reach. The whole time it was him pushing you out and you pulling yourself back in, all while he threw some italian words at you which clearly weren't nice.

At one point you both were practically sitting with his back leaned against the wall and you in front of him as he started using his legs too. Grabbing one of the pillows from next to you, you threw it right in his face, almost feeling victorious. That was until he pulled it off him and you could see his dark glare directed towards you.