Broken hearts (Doflamingo x reader)

Back to the present

"It was nice while it lasted... right?" I was repeating those words over... and over... and over again, running like a broken record.

I missed them all so dearly: my crew and especially my captain.

The only think I could do was sit on a soft pink couch, in a half-lit lonely room. I was totally drained from all of the alcohol and losses.

One of Doflamingo's family members, Baby 5, would come in and check-up on me. I didn't really bother with her presence, so I didn't mind her intrusion.

"Hey, is everything okay?" She would ask every time she opened the door, and my response would always be a whisper and an agreeing nod.

She genuinely seemed worried about me.

She wore a maroon maids outfit; the dress had long-sleeves stopping to her elbow, and her skirt was a few inches higher from her knees. She would sometimes play with her Black curly hair when she got nervous.

"Would you like something to eat or drink, maybe? I've heard about what happened to you; I know it's extremely painful, so please tell me anything that you need." I averted my gaze from my twiddling fingers, one of my nails were forcefully ripped off just a few seconds ago, the pain was excruciating but I kept a serene face, "An un-poisoned cup of tea would be delightful," I said while expressing the fakest smile in existence. She began to blush furiously, "Y-you need me?!" I stared at her, bewildered. "Y-yes, ma'am! I will brew the greatest tea in existence! Give me a few minutes!!" She immediately grasped the door handle, swung it open, and charged full on into Doflamingo's legs.

She fell back a few good inches from the impact but got up and apologized with hints of fear in her voice.

"You don't have to apologize, Baby 5. Sometimes we get a bit too excited over trifling things." His smile was as bad as mine.

Baby 5 glanced up at Doflamingo "I'll wait to brew the tea for (Y/n) until you are finished, young master ." And she was gone.

Young master?

I knew my face made a weird expression after she said "Young master," it just startled me.

Watching Doflamingo close the door from behind him, he slowly walked over the the pink couch I was sitting on.

"Fufufu, you don't like how she said young master to me, huh?" Now I was extremely bewildered. "Well, yah. What does she mean by young master? Is that like some sort of nickname for you or does it actually mean something...?" He continued to smile at me, "Well... I'll tell you all of the secrets from my past if you join my crew but that doesn't seem like it'll happen soon. so I guess you'll have to find out some other time." I couldn't see his eyes but I knew they were staring right into my pupils.

He then unexpectedly sat on the opposite side of the pink couch from where I was sitting, and quickly grabbed my right arm. He placed my hand on his, examining my pointing finger. "Your nail was here just a few hours ago. It seems like someone freshly ripped it off, was this your own doing?" He was no longer smiling. He actually looked quite intimidating.

"Yes, I ripped off my own nail, but I wanted to see if I could still experience pain," "and did it hurt" I glared down at my finger, which looked absolutely disgusting without a nail. "yes, it did hurt, but it didn't hurt as much as the pain I felt when I lost everybody a few hours ago."

A huge vain popped up from his forehead.

Well damn.

"You're really pissing me off with this crap..."

He began to grasp my right hand without any remorse.

I felt no pain.

"This doesn't hurt either? After everything you've gone through, you really think you're in utter despair?!"

I widened my eyes while glaring at his sunglasses.

"You've gone through worse... Haven't you..."

He let go of my hand as fast as he could, just like a cat flinching.

"You intrigue me but you've gone too far."

"Then kill me."

I could see drops of sweat rolling down his tanned skin. "You want death that badly?"

I nodded in agreement. "Why would I want to live after something like that?"

"Wouldn't you want revenge on the ones who-"

"Your men are the ones who killed off my crew and my hope, which means this is all your doing. But no. I wouldn't want revenge on a bastard like you."

He glared at me. His arms were now on both of his extended legs; I could almost see the fabric from his jeans ripping.

"But... I know you must have a reason for wanting to live. You must have a reason for being a villain in this story we all call life. You must have a reason for killing off the innocent. You must have a reason for having a group of people on this ship as your 'familia'. You must have a reason for being a warlord. you must have a reason for manipulating the land of Dressrosa..."

He was astonished with my use of anaphora, but he was still quite angry.

"And you must have some real dumb reason for keeping me captive."

His smile returned. He tranquilly placed his hand on my right shoulder; I couldn't feel his warmth, which was strange.

"So... you're curious, right? All of these questions could be answered if you-"

"If I join your crew, yah, yah, I know that already!" I averted my gaze from him, giving off a little pout.

Maybe I can avenge my crew and my captain by learning Doflamingo's past and reasons... maybe I could take him down myself...

"So..."

"S-so, I accept your offer. If the offer of joining your crew is still on the table, of course."

He gave me the wildest smile and laughed hysterically.

"The offer was never off the table, sweetheart."

Reluctance was getting the best of me, but it was courage that overcame that hesitation.