Snowflakes (King Dice x Depressed! Reader) OLD

The Test *4K Special*

**Here we go. I hope you got your permission slips signed because we're going on a feels trip**

⚠️Warning to people who get triggered by themes of bipolar behaviors, mentioning of murder. You have been warned.⚠️

After breakfast, and we cleaned up, Dice agreed to tell me what was going on.

We sat across the table from each other.

An awkward silence loomed over us and atmosphere was thick.

"Sooo...Where do we start?" Dice Asked.

"Did you kill the Cup-boys?" I asked suddenly.

I saw all the color drain from Dice's face.

"I...I...Do I have a choice?" He asked.

"Not at this point."

"I...*Sigh* I did. They were going to hurt you though," Dice admitted.

"But why? Why couldn't you have just knocked them out?"

"Then they would come for us. I can't live a life of fear forever," Dice began to lose his calm demeanor.

"Why did you get so violent? And why did you try to hide everything from me?" I questioned him, not caring how fast he could answer as long as he could.

He opened his mouth to say something and then closed it, thinking of something to say.

"Just tell me the truth."

"I can't."

"What??" I raised an eyebrow.

"I'm nothing but a liar, especially towards you and it's become a sort of addiction to keep you away from the other side of me," He looked down.

"Dice..What is your relationship with the 'Devil'?"

He paused for at least 5 minutes.

He held his breath as if he were about to
drown in all the things he wanted to tell me.

"He was my boss. I was his right hand man," He answered simply.

"What do you mean? What kind of business were you engaging in?"

"You sure do like asking questions, don't you?" He answered, rather nastily.

He gave me the same smile he did when he beat up the man back at the Isle, except this time, something was different.

Dice's eyes flickered from Lime Green to black over and over.

He sat up and walked close to me.

"Answer my questions!" I yelled, out of my instinct of fear.

"Y/n..." He practically moaned my name.

He slid his hand down my cheek, then my neck.

I slapped it off like a mosquito.

"Stop fucking around Dice and tell me what's going on!"

"Shhh..." He put his finger on his lips.

His eyes were now fully green.

Part of me told me to run, Another said stay.

He grabbed my waist and rubbed circles on my sides.

I tried to push his hands off but they were gripped on me.