We're All Naughty Here | Diabolik Lovers x Reader

VII

Warning: * child sexualization

| 7 years prior... |

Colors of red and blue flashed in between bloodlines. Ticks and tocks reflected into your ears while your rosy attire blossomed at the hem.

Your small body floated to the bottom—into the center of the honey of a snapdragon. The pollen flounced as you landed on the giant dragon-like-flower. You sneezed.

The snapdragon giggled. Large like bees flew to your side almost as quickly as a real dragon would. They sipped the pollen as you trailed your fingers tips over the furriness of the yellow jacket. A squeaky giggle past your lips, which triggered another large snicker from the playful snapdragon.

Your second visit... isn't it? The men that appeared in your last dream are nesting in the same place... are't they?

Your second visit to this Wonderland—which is what they call it. It's beautiful, but it's such a shame this is all a fairytale dream—a tale as old as time—It's like a heaven that was built just for you. Hell would never come anywhere near it... you would make sure of that, of course.

Mother can never find you here.

It's the same rabbit hole you always began floating down as the dream commenced every night. You never saw the outside of it. So you couldn't help but ponder if the magical rabbit hole was real, or just legend in your book.

The snapdragon's stem shook. "Miss {y/n}! Miss {y/n}! I smell you up there!" A low voice Shouted from below.

You giggled and snuck to the edge of the flower, who seemed just as blushy as you were. Two, tall white rabbit ears poked out from behind the giant magenta petals. "White Rabbit, it is you!" Your face became even more of a crimson. You did already develop feelings for these creature-like-men. They make you feel like the only one in the world. But they were only a myth for your dreamworld. Liking older men that aren't real is not a crime... maybe they are just 'crushes.'

"Get down from there, you will yourself!" Cried the White Rabbit—in an anxious and angry tone. "Don't worry... I am fine." You were in shock of the Rabbit's sudden outburst on your safety, but it's one of the reasons why you like him so much.

The White Rabbit rolled his crimson orbs, and hopped on top the tall flower. You let out a squeak as he flipped you over his shoulder. "Enough of your stalling, everyone is waiting by the white rose garden."

"I know... I know..."

"Then don't complain, 'Miss {y/n}'." He mocked.

He was sprinting across the fields of forbidden pollen in an instant. Over a lake of indifferent sea creatures, under a log home for peculiar beavers. The white rose garden was ahead, with two of your best friends being their usual mischievous selves, of course.

The man handling you grind to a halt. "What the fuck are you guys roughhousing about now?" The rabbit mumbled. You glanced over his shoulder and wrinkled your brows together—to indicate that he just had cursed. "Oh, sorry." He apologized. Your [e/c] eyes rolled.

The swearing just couldn't be helped.

"What are they fighting about now?" He fixed, while setting you back on your feet.

The man with the top hat turned his head, as the others were too occupied yelling at one another to acknowledge your presence. Ahda~ ahda~ Our little puppy is back." Said the Mad Hatter. You wouldn't say he was your least favorite... you have no least favorites. He just seems too close to comfort, but yet again, another older man you have feelings for—as for the rest as well.