Doflamingo x [Marine] Reader-Friend Zone

III-Difficult Man

Location-Study room

Two days later...

You have finally finished the design of the new attack tower! And you managed to find and melt down the ancient Dragon gold to start creating Gungnir. For the mean time, you set aside the Buster Sword.

Nothing new this week, other than the only Doflamingo coming over again, pounding on the door and once again complaining and demanding your presence the other day. A false threat telling him you won't join his crew managed to turn him away again and it hurt so much, you miss him terribly. But that day, something was definitely amiss.

This time, your instincts are screaming and you can almost feel them clawing your ears into ribbons. His husky voice, you can recall, increased to a more serious and dangerous level. There is no doubt anymore...he's planning something and there's a good chance it's not at all good.

Anyway, you're not worried about that, you can handle him and the majority of pirates. You can handle his skillful hands...

Unexpectedly, your mind drifts into a blankly state as you make your visit to Day Dream Land. I give you the pass and you head on over.

You imagine him...his strong hands which had wrapped around your waist, engulfing you into his blessed warmth.

Yes, he has hugged you, many times and you're still wondering whether he loved you or not. In the end of countless days of calculation, if he really loved you, he should have hugged you from the back eheheh. And the worst of all nightmares, he hasn't kissed you yet, on the lips that is.

You miss those always-smiling lips that fills you heart with welcoming warmth and a new understanding of men like him. Somehow, your hearts beats painfully in correspondence to the few but memorable evanescent memories flashing before your eyes upon contact with his skin. The world had been cruel to him but he always grins, as if mocking destiny itself.

You miss his red lense glasses reflecting the true nature of the world, his handsome face boosting always your motivation, his short blond hair, and everything else about him, especially his scent! Eheheheh.

You also can't forget the coat! The pink coat he dons is one to kill for!

The images crafted in your wild imagination sends rushes of girly jumpy feelings from the pit of your stomach.

Speaking of another matter, scents, you can already smell yourself. You stink! Even more so with shiny dark green oil coating your arms to your elbows. A moment ago, you struggled to reach for an orb which accidentally wedged itself between gears in an engine model. To get it, you lubricated your arms.

A bath wouldn't hurt, you think.

While you wrap a towel around yourself, you hear a knock loud enough to penetrate through many sounds of inventions at work and chemicals.

Carefully, you open ajar the door and peer through the changing room door at your laboratory/experiment room. You don't remember where everything is placed so you search for anything that may have caused the disruption. Ah! There it is! A five hunded page almanac lies on the floor. Surely, it must have fallen from the leaning tower of books.

You shrug and enter the bathroom, humming a merry tune.

Many shadows lean to the right, under the command of a little candle,the only light in the room. None move except for one tall shadow, making itself known as the owner moves. While you sink stiff muscles into the warm water, you had unconsciously ignored the presence of a difficult man.

He picks up a book and scans the pages.

A curious peek may have occurred while you were indulging into the steaming water.

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