Diabolik Lovers one-shots

S.S. A Plush Doppelganger (Mukami)

Anonymous said: Could you write a scenario where the Mukami brothers catches their innocent S/O cuddling with a plushie version of them?

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A/N: Oh how cute~  ˶⚈Ɛ⚈˵

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Ruki - He finds you curled up on his bed holding the stuffed  toy close to your chest and chuckles at your childish nature at first,  not surprised that you still sleep with plushies. However as he leans  closer to identify the creature you have in your arms, his eyes widen in  shock which is extremely uncommon with the stone cold vampire. His arms  swiftly yank the toy out of your grasp in order to examine in from up  close, waking you up in the process.

"Where on earth did you get such a doll that looks identical to? Or did you happen to make it yourself?"

You  blush when you realize what exactly is going on and timidly admit to  him that you had it custom made from this woman who makes them online.

"Well either way i am going to get rid of it; there is no need for you to latch on to such a thing."

You  try to pry the toy away from him but before you know it, he has you  pinned to the bed with a look in his eyes that you know is going to lead  to you being punished...

"Now," he whispers harshly, "what  exactly makes you think that you are able to act in such a way with  me?". His tone is cold but you can sense a hint adrenaline in his words.  "Tsk tsk, your behavior is out of line so it looks like i'll have to  do something about that immediately. Must I really train you again?"

He  suddenly flips you around so that you're facing away from him, your  stomach pressing into the bed. A cold finger traces along your neck,  building up the tension in your body. He suddenly pulls at the collar of  your shirt to reveal the skin at the base of your neck. You shiver as  he teasingly licks you before stabbing his fangs through your flesh.  Training has begun.

Kou - Obviously the  first thing you were going to do when the mini-Kou you had ordered  online finally arrived is shove it in your boyfriend's face. He  jokingly teases you about how the doll's shoes don't match its shirt and  how he would never wear his hair parted in such a way. However he  quickly changes his excited demeanor and replaces his smile with an  iconic pout.

"Ne~ M-neko-chan, why would you buy this? Am i that  bad at cuddling or something?" And before you get the chance to answer,  he switches his mood on you again and pulls you into a tight embrace,  practically squeezing you to death while yelling "Wah, did you really  get this so that you don't miss me as much when I'm on tour?! No, no i  know an even better reason why you got it! It's so that you can use it  during naughty time when I'm not there to watch riiiiiiiight?"

You  immediately shove your hand over his mouth to get him to stop yelling  such crude remarks and your face is now a bright shade of beetroot red.  Why must he always drive you crazy?

"No! Why would I want to do  anything like that anyways? That's weird. I only got it because it  looked like you and it was cute... SO STOP ASSUMING THAT I'M OBSESSED  WITH SEX!" you pout, scolding your boyfriend for his racy ideas of what  you would do with the innocent doll.

His laughter fills the room and he finally loosens his grip on you. "You know what Neko-chan, you were right about one thing.."

"What exactly might that be?" you reply, curious to know where he was going  with this.

"This  doll is super cute! Well of course it, it has to be since it looks like  me, but you just gave me the greatest idea for new merchandise to sell  to my fans! They are going to love this!! But before we're going to do  any of that we definitely need to do something about the shoes, the  hair, the shade of pink, the sparkle in my eye.." and he continues to  ramble on and on. Before you know it, you're helping him to decide  whether his eyes are aquamarine or cerulean blue.

Yuma  - You had been bored out of your mind all say since your so called  "lover" was too busy harvesting the vegetables in his garden since he  would "absolutely die if he let those damn birds get to them before he  did". Gee, it sure is nice to know that your boyfriend prioritizes  greedy ass birds over you. The room was far too cold for your liking and  it only reminded you of perfect it would be to cuddle with someone  right now. After moments of silently complaining to yourself, you  remembered the Yuma plushie that you had hidden away but never really  got the chance to use. You ran over to the pile of old clothes in your  closet (which you had hidden your soft companion underneath) and had  finally gain a suitable cuddle companion. But just when you've started  to get comfy under a blanket...

"Oi sow, what are you doin' with  that ugly ass doll!" but his eyes widen as he realizes that the features  of said ugly doll look a little too familiar. "Um...Sow... why does  this doll have my face?"

You burst into laughter at his complete  and utter confusion which only earns you another strange glance from  him. However you're silenced when he briefly walks out of the room with  the plush nowhere to be seen and your cries of annoyance are immediately  silenced by his plopping down on the bed and spooning you.

The both of you remained quiet for a moment until you finally asked, "Yuma, where's my doll-"

"Shut up"

"But-"

"Nope. Never gonna tell ya."

"Yumaaaaaaaaaaa"

"Serves ya right for choosing a stinkin' doll over yer own boyfriend"

"Well last time i checked, you chose a those stinking birds over me!"

"Don't.  You. DARE suggest that I'm friends with those birds! Dontcha have any  idea how much pain and sorrow they have brought to me? They have way too  much junk in the trunk in my opinion and I would not hesitate to shoot  them if I could." he huffs, clearly irritated by the fat-ass birds that  have been apparently tormenting his soul. So after that tearjerker of a  comment, you had no other choice then to be content with your current  position and just search for the doll some other time.

Azusa  - He had walked in to see you cuddling with the stuffed toy, squeezing  tightly. At first, your lover was a bit confused as to why you had a  doll that looked like him in the first place...

"Eve-san....why do  you have....a doll...that looks like me?" he asks, staring at you with  no defining look of upset or happiness on his face.

"Well,", you say, "he reminds me of you and makes me feel better when you're not around."

He looks a bit worried and timidly asks you, "Eve-san....do you...love...the doll?"

You  respond with a small smile in response to his strange question and  state "of course i do". Yet when you notice the small frown forming at  his lips, you realize what he meant by the question and immediately  follow up your sentence with "but not more than you though. It's just a  cute reminder of the person that I love most". You feel relief wash over  you when you see that his eyes have brightened up, signalling that he  was no longer worried about having to split your affection with the  inanimate object.

He joins you on the bed and shuffles as close to  you as his body will allow and intertwines his fingers with yours,  staring longingly at you with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" you question, wanting to know what could possibly be going behind those eyes

He  smiles softly and caresses your cheek with his free hand. "I was just  wondering....maybe...I should get a doll...that looks like you."