king dice x reader x devil

not today Satan

as you walk in you see the devil look... sad? but he's not crying, he's just looking down and sulking. It takes the Devil a little while for him to realize you were here. 

Devil: oh y/n your here...

you can hear the jadedness in his voice and you can't help but worry for him... 

 y/n: hey boss... I heard you needed me for something?

the devil looks at you with desperation in eyes... and you can feel the tension slowly rise.

devil: dice told me that you two have been getting along.

you were confused but you nodded your head and continue listening to what he had to say.

devil: ...and I saw he gave you such a beautiful bouquet...

and this point you can see he's holding back a tear, and it's at this point you realize that your friends were right... and not only does it hurt to know he will never be mine, but to see him like this... hurts you more than he'll ever know.

devil: I know it's none of my business but I just wanted to know if you two were-

y/n: no!...look lucy it's not what it seems, he only did that cuz he was sorry for me.

the looked unamused and stud up from his seat.

devil: then how do you explain why Piroultta came this morning right before your shift!

y/n: what do mean?

he got really mad and started crying as he said.

devil: that he broke up her!...and is trying to look for someone better... I mean why else would he give flowers to you-

you hugged the devil from across the table as you cried with him now too, you knew even though he may never love you... you can at least be his friend even if it hurts you in the end, you can't risk losing someone in your life again.

devil: y/n what are yo-

y/n: I know he's dear to you trust me I know how that feels, so believe me when I say... I would never take him from you.

at that moment, you can feel him hugging you tight in his arms and despite how much you want to you hold back a blush.

devil: i-i'm so sorry! I was just really scared... you're the bestest friend anyone could ask for!

you cringed when he called you friend but despite your feelings, you couldn't be happier to see that he has calm down and he trusts you to say the least... now as you two finish this moment and go your separate ways, you can't help but feel your heartbreak... but your friends are right by the bar with a bottle of booze as their waiting for you. 

Wheezy: hey kiddo! you like you could use a drink!

mangosteen: cmon we know you want to!

of course with friends like yours, your sadness seems to fade a with each and every pour...

later----

wheezy doesn't like drinking too much so usually he just stays on watch, making sure that neither you or mango does anything we might regret, doesn't mean he doesn't like to watch though if anything he loves seeing his two drunken friends do stupid shit while smoking his favorite cigar  "Oliva Serie O" but tonight you were completely shitfaced!...and mango was giving you ideas.

mangosteen: hey. hey! I know you're a little down but (hic) I know what will make allllll your troubles go awayyy...

he wasn't lying hell the only reason you were drinking was so you could forget but all you could think about was the devil and when he called you "friend"...and the possibility of dice having a thing for you but that ain't important right now. you start to hear mangosteen out about... whatever he's going on about in all honesty you are willing to do whatever it takes to stop your aching heart.

y/n: (hic) and what may that be my mango dude...

mangosteen: Sing it out, man!

y/n: what?

mangosteen: well why not we have a perfectly good karaoke machine right next to the bar!

"you know what fuck it what else do I have to lose," you think to yourself

y/n: fuck it I'm in! 

mangosteen cheers you on as go up to the karaoke machine and pick a song, of course, wheezy runs up and tries to stop you.

wheezy: ok kiddo why don't we think about this! do you really want to sing in this state!?...

at this point, you had given zero fucks about wheezy's concern and picked up the mic and turned it on for everyone to hear.

y/n: you know what fuck you and my state! I've gotta sing all out

mangosteen: woohoo! yeah fuck 'em  

wheezy: stop encouraging her!

you ignore wheezy and look at the crowd and yell into the mic

y/n: this for all the people who've ever had a broken heart!

 you hear the crowd of people cheer as you put on a song and sing your heart out.

y/n: He loves her, but she loves this guy,(right over here)
And he loves somebody else -
You just can't win.
And so it goes until the day you die.
This thing they call love,
Its gonna make you cryyy I hate you.

you start walking off to the crowd madly 

y/n: I've had the blues, the reds and the pinks.
One thing's for suurre...

you put the mic up to some lonely dude at a table

lonely dude: Love stinks.

y/n: Love stinks... Yeah yeah...

lonely dude: Love stinks!

y/n: Love stinks! Yeah yeah...

and now you give the mic to some confused lady

confused lady: Love Stinks

y/n: Love stinks! Yeah yeah...

and lastly a group of drunks

group of drunks: LOVE STINKS!!!

y/n: Looove stinks! Yeah yeah-

wheezy then unplugged the mic and dragged you to your room while you were kicking and screaming.

y/n: love stinks!... Love stinks!... LOVE STINKS!!!

wheezy then gave you a bit of his cig and you passed out and woke up next morning with an extreme hangover.