Vinegar Doppio/Diavolo x male reader

This sucks

Each boy had woken up exchanging good mornings. Solido told Y/N that he should be heading home since he was gone since yesterday. Y/N would always offer to walk him home and no matter how many times he refused, he ended up walking home with Y/N by his side.

They walked together reaching the door of Solido's house. "I'll see you later." Y/N said waving and turning to walk away. Solido reached for his arm and pulling him into a hug. Y/N hesitated before awkwardly wrapping his arms around the slightly smaller boy.

"Y/N" Solido said not moving. "Mhm" Y/N hummed back in response. "I know you don't like hug, physical touch, or humans in general." Solido said breaking the embrace, holding his hands instead.

"What? Why?" Y/N had never told anyone before. Then again he never had anyone to tell. "Well I can clearly tell, the day we went to the beach you said there was too many people. When we're passing people on the street you move to the side without saying excuse me so its not to be polite. I have eyes and a brain to process information." Solido smiled at Y/N's expression.

"I'm sorry Solido. I don't know why I thought you couldn't." Y/N smiled back. "Well, that's obviously a lie. You don't even let me walk home alone." Solido said jokingly, Y/N knew he was right but didn't know how to react. "I'm joking. I know you just want to protect me." Even after Solido said he was joking, he was being overprotective.

"Solido, I apologize for being so overprotective. Its just because you're my first true friend, the first person I can tolerate. Actually its more like I...like you. I don't know. I can't even explain how I feel. But you are different somehow and I don't know how which has been making me think more than I have to." Y/N snapped out of his rambling and tried to laugh it off.

Solido laughed to hide the fact that he was blushing red. He didn't want Y/N to see even though he said he liked him. "Anyway, I'll see ya around. Y/N..." Solido said as he hurried inside leaving, Y/N wondering if he had done something wrong.

Solido rushed past the main room to his room. He closed and locked the door pacing around in a circle. What was that? What's 'like you' supposed to mean? Well he put it plainly but I still don't get these things. Solido sat in the middle of his room, thinking.

Y/N was walking slowly making his way back longer than it is. He arrived at the doorstep of his house, thinking about what he could've done. Did I make him uncomfortable? Fuck!

Y/N sped to his room, and put on his headphones. He laid in bed wanting to stop all the thoughts he was having. He has hurt his only friend. His eyes started to sting, vision blurry, and felt tears drip down his face. He tried wiping them away but they didn't stop. Crying had always been useless, it's not like he never tried. It was just because there was no one that would help or comfort him even if he did.

But now he couldn't help it, he kept crying and wiping it away with the sleeve of his hoodie. A few songs later and he ended up on the floor, at least he wasn't sobbing anymore. He hadn't eaten but he had lost his appetite. He cried when he remembered stopped when he calmed down. He felt stupid for crying so much. God I'm so fucking dramatic.

Solido stayed in his room mostly cleaning it, anything to keep him distracted. Solido finished cleaning and headed out to eat dinner. He ate and headed back. With nothing else to do he went to sleep with in his clean bedroom.

Y/N went downstairs to the kitchen to get a glass of water. He went to the bathroom and washed his face. He leaned on the sink and looked up at the mirror. My eyes are so red and my face feels sticky.

Y/N went back upstairs falling on his messy blankets and damp pillow. He laid in the dark, crying himself to sleep. Why did I think I could have friends? I don't even like people.

Y/N laughed wanting to do something but too scared to do anything. Oh well, it doesn't really matter anymore.

To be continued...