What Have We Learnt? {Doflamingo x Reader x Crocodile}

The Scarlet Woman.

You had been asking yourself how you got yourself into this mess all month. At first it was just a little fun, a change to your usual depressing routine...but it grew.

Everyday you were expected to wake up, make yourself look beautiful for your husband, go shopping for food and luxury items that pleased him and then go home and cook his meals. Wait until he's finished eating and then dance for him, please him to the point where he takes you to the bedroom and has his way with you. It was a repetitive cycle.

A deflated sigh leaving your lips as you take your seat at the vanity mirror, beginning to apply layer after layer of expensive make-up to your face. The make-up wasn't even your choice, every single palette was one that he had purchased and given to you, ordering you to wear it day in and day out.  

If you failed to wear the make-up, or failed to do anything in your routine, he'd make sure you pay for your mistake. I suppose it's what you signed up for though. You knew from the start that one does not simply marry the King of Dressrosa, Doflamingo Donquixote and live an easy life. 

But you certainly didn't expect this lifestyle. 

He was once sweet to you though. Once upon a time, you wanted to marry him because he made you happy. You had met the man when he was only 17 and he was so broken back then, so pained...and you had wanted to help fix him at the time. You had thought he deserved it, that he deserved happiness. Seeing him struggle to sleep at night due to his PTSD used to absolutely break your heart. 

But his apparent success has only made him evil in your eyes. The man killed his own brother in cold blood. And the things he does to the towns people makes your skin crawl. You could never figure it out, how someone who had suffered so much as a child could happily watch others suffer now. He relishes in other people's misery and it terrifies you.

Finishing up on your make-up, you slowly turn your head slightly to the side. Making sure that your foundation was perfect before rising to your feet. The change today is that you're not trying to look nice for your husband, but for someone else.

You had met another man at the beginning of the month and he made you feel a happiness that you hadn't felt in years. Part of you hated yourself for your betrayal, you hated cheaters. You had always thought if you don't love a person then leave them.

But you know now that it isn't always that simple. You can't just leave Doflamingo Donquixote. "It's raining outside." You mutter to yourself under your breath, the weather adding to your gloomy mood as you throw on a long, fluffy coat that your husband had bought for you. Before reaching for your umbrella. 

To anyone else, you were just about to go shopping. Your usual routine of buying things for the man you had married. But you know better, you're going to meet your lover. The other man being named Crocodile, a violent name but such a gentleman.

You had met him when someone tried to rob you last month. It's not a rare occurrence, many people tried to harm you as a show of disrespect toward Doflamingo, the guy was truly hated after all. But this particular time, you weren't left to vend for yourself. Crocodile had saved you using what seemed to be a 'sand' devil fruit power.

As thanks, you took him for a drink and got to talking. The conversation was different from what you're used to, the man was a complete stranger but you still connected to him so well. It was as if you had known him for years and that somehow lead to you falling for him. You knew he wasn't an angel. In fact, he was a pirate and once a warlord. But after being married to Satan himself for this long, those things didn't seem so bad to you anymore.

You reach over the kitchen counter and grab a knife from the holder, sliding it into your coat pocket in case anyone tried to attack you again. Opening the door, you put up your umbrella before you leave the mansion you call your home. 

It's difficult to see what's in front of you, the thick clouds hiding the sunlight, making the streets rather dark and the heavy rainfall blocking most of your view. You can only see about 3-4 centimeters in front of you. Making your way through the streets, you drop into a large crowd of people as you travel to your usual meeting spot. 

You know that Doflamingo has a lot of contacts, a lot of eyes around the town and you could already feel a fair few on your form right now. You gave a harsh sway of your hips, knocking into an old lady and sending her tumbling to the wet ground. Of course you feel guilty, she was only an old woman but it got you the distraction you wanted.

Many of the people rushing over to help her up, others looking on in curiosity. And you taking your opportunity to slip into a dark alley way, a small smirk spreading across your lips as you spot a figure a little further up. It was hard to see clearly with the rainy weather but you could tell it was Crocodile.

The way he stood, the aura and the small spark near his face representing his cigar. He's always puffing on those things. And luckily for him, he was stood under a shelter to shield himself from the rain. "Crocodile~!" You yelp excitedly as you begin to rush for him. The man only now deciding to step out from under his cover and make his way to you.

A fluttery feeling arising inside your stomach as his large arms drape themselves around your much smaller form, picking you up into a hug. "[F/n]~! For a moment there, I thought you ditched me." The man hums playfully, a small hiss reaching your ears as the rain puts out his smoke. His arms loosening a little around you as he pulls back to look you in the eyes. "What kept ya?"

You hadn't actually told this man that you were married yet and you planned to tonight but your words were not cooperating with your brain right now. Your smile falling into a worried frown as you peer back into his dark orbs. "I have to tell you something, Crocodile..." You finally croak out. The man's expression suddenly falling from happy to concerned as he stares at you sternly, waiting for you to continue.

Come on, [F/n]! Just say it! Explain why you weren't honest to begin with, he'll understand!