▪︎All for you▪︎ - Diego x Reader || DISCONTINUED

▪︎ 6. Hanker Sore ▪︎

TWO CHAPTERS IN ONE DAY!!!

I had SO much fun writing this you don't even understand I was giggling and laughing and everything AND JUST WAIT UNTIL THE NEXT ONE OMG IT JUST GETS BETTER FROM HERE!!!

Also I finished SBR and now I'm sad :(

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Hanker Sore
adj. finding a person so attractive it actually kinda pisses you off.

We had been traveling for about an hour, and I still had no luck in getting my map back. Though, the honorable man named Diego had decided that it was a good idea to spend the journey whistling.

And whistling...

And whistling...

And...

"OH MY GOD SHUT UP!" I shouted, finally feeling my brain cells crumbling at the sound of the air coming from his mouth.

"Darling, not to be disrespectful, but who died and made you the boss?" He gave me a questioning glare.

"Excuse me?!"

"Yeah, last time I checked, I was the one with the map, right? That makes me the boss, and what does the boss do? He's in control and makes the decisions. Therefor, your delightful suggestion of shutting me has been declined." Diego smiled happily to himself as he continued to whistle.

"Remind me again, is murder legal in the states?"

"Wow, Y/N. You really hate me."

"Almost as much as you hate me."

"Who ever said I hated you?" He smirked, and I became stunned. For some reason, I couldn't quite find a good response to it.

"...So, uh, anyways... Why do you want to win?" I cleared my throat, attempting to change the subject.

"Smooth..." He scoffed. "Well, I'm the best jockey there is. I have to win. Also, I like money."

"Ah, it seems my impression of you was correct."

"Oh, really?" He smirked. "What impression might that be, my dear?"

"You're a filthy womanizer who only cares about yourself and money." I explained, smirking back.

"I see... Care to tell me how you came to that conclusion?"

"Well, for starters, I don't think you killed that old woman. Though, I do think you married her for money. Also, I've noticed that you have a wide range of fans, most of them being women in their youth. You could get any girl you want, yet you're all alone. That leads me to the third thing, you isolate yourself from society. The only time you actually work with someone is if it benefits you- you don't actually care about anyone else."

"Wow!" He exclaimed, clapping his hands as he laughed wholeheartedly. "That might have been the best thing I've ever heard! Spot on, Y/N."

"Why, thank you very much. I have an eye for dickheads."

"Ouch..." He pretended to be hurt by frowning, but it didn't work very long. Another thing about Diego was how he couldn't help but chuckle at the stupidest of jokes.

"So, what's your impression of me, then?" I asked, and he actually stopped to think.

"You sure you wanna know? It might include murder plans."

"Very funny... Just tell me! I'm actually curious, you know."

"Alright, alright! Stop being so impatient, woman... I'd say you're..." For a moment, his face was serious. Not like when he fought us at the top of the mountain, and not like when he raced against Gyro. This seemed like a more calm and collected Diego, who was deep in his own thoughts. It was actually kind of interesting to watch him think. The way his eyebrows furrowed, or how he slightly bit his lip. "Alright, now I know!"

"Yeah?"

"You're independent, for starters."

"Wow, I didn't expect you to say anything nice right off the bat."

"I never said it was a good thing." He continued to think, and I sighed knowing I should have seen that coming. "Well, as a woman, you're probably gonna struggle to find a man since you're independent. Most men want someone they can protect and care for, someone that stays at home and cooks and stuff... Secondly, you're bitter all the time. It's like you've bitten into a sour apple and you refuse to actually be happy unless you reach your goal. In this case, I'd say your goal is to win the race. Also, about that... Why do you want to win?"

"Uh..." Still trying to process all his insults, I had to think of the right words. "Well, uhm... I suppose it's because of money as well? I mean, who wouldn't want that much money..."

"No shit Sherlock, I mean what would you do with the money?"

"Hey, you never said what you would do with it!" I frowned at him, and he laughed as he put up his hands.

"Alright, darling. If you tell me your honest reason, I'll tell you mine."

"...Really, huh?" I scanned his face, but from what I could tell, he seemed to be telling the truth. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt... I made a deal with this family I work for that I'd win the money and use them in exchange for my freedom."

"Hah! I knew it! You're a maid!" He laughed so hard he nearly fell off his horse, and I stared in disbelief.

"Hey! That's not fair! I'm trying not to be!"

"Why the hell are you even in that situation?! Damn, I never would have guessed a maid would be in the steel ball run race..." He continued to laugh, holding onto his stomach as he wiped away a tear.

"It's a long and... Unimportant story..." I looked the other way, hoping I wouldn't be forced to reply. Somewhere in the background, Diego stopped laughing. "W- Well, what would you do with the money, hm?!"

"Oh, right, that. If probably buy myself a fancy mansion, some servants, food, jewelry... You know, everything I could possibly need."

"You explain it so casually, is that all you have planned? Don't you have any other hopes and dreams?"

"Not really."

"Damn, you're pretty boring." I scoffed.

"Hey! I can be fun when I want to!"

"Yeah, right..."

"Come on, Y/N..." The way he said my name just now, it sounded almost... Seductive... "I know you laughed at my snake jokes."

"That was a one time thing! A- Anyways, you have the map. Shouldn't there be a town coming up soon? I'd love to get some rest in a place that has a bed."

"Hm? Oh." Diego pulled out the map he had so kindly stolen from me, and glanced over it. "Ugh, you have doodles over the whole thing!"

"Doodles?! That's my handwriting, you son of a bitch!"

"Hey! My mom wasn't a bitch! ...My dad on the other hand..."

"Just..." I sighed, rubbing the area between my eyes. "God, just... Find out if there's a town anywhere."

"Take it easy, I will... I know how to read maps. Don't worry, darling, everything will be just fine." He smiled proudly as he glanced over at the map again. "Here! We just need to continue northwest for a bit and we'll reach a town."

"Finally!" I yawned and stretched my arms up into the air. "I can't wait to finally get some sleep!"

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"WHAT?!" I exclaimed at the reception. "You have to be kidding, please, you have to?!"

"Please say you're not!" Diego was nearly pissing himself from laughing so hard, and I pleaded to the owner of the inn to check again.

"I'm sorry, miss, but there's only one room available."