Chapter Three: The Sleepover

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Doppio quickly answered his phone, to be greeted with a soft monotone voice.  "Hey Doppio, are you okay? I.. heard about what happened." Doppio softly sighed. "Yeah I'll be fine don't worry, um I have a question, I er.. forgot my keys so-" "Of course you can sleepover Doppio." Diavolo interrupted, almost as quick as possible. Doppio almost automatically lit up. "Thank you so much! But, are you sure it wont be a hassle?" He could tell by Diavolo's silence that he was sure. "I'll see you soon Doppio. " "Ah okay, I'm gonna call my mom really quick, if that's okay?" Doppio forgot his mom wouldn't be there until the morning but he realized he should call her just in case. "Of course, do what you must my little Doppio." Where does he even keep getting these nicknames? Doppio's cheeks lit up a bit. "Okay, see you soon then. Bye Dia!" He smiled at his small nickname for Diavolo, knowing it most likely left him baffled.
He rung the phone, hoping she'd pick up for once. She never really understood phones. "Ah! Doppio what's wrong? Why'd you call?" Her softer voice echoed through the phone.  "Mom er, would you mind if I stood at a friend's house for the night? I forgot my key.." "Doppio you're more forgetful than me, my goodness." She sighed into the phone. "Of course you can, just make sure to answer me when I text tomorrow, okay?" "Of course ma, I love you, see you tomorrow!" He hung up, happy that at least his mom was still there for him. His dad, well, he just sucked as a person.
He sat there in front of his house, a bit cold but he didn't mind. He was just glad Diavolo was there for him. He soon saw Diavolo's car coming close, as he hugged himself for warmth, realizing how cold it really was. "Hey Doppio, ah you're cold aren't you?" He began, parking his car and walking to Doppio who was shaking a bit. "Haha, I guess so." He just grinned at the taller male, his nose turning red. Diavolo took his large fur coat off, putting it over Doppio's small shoulders. "Come on, let's get in." Diavolo lightly wrapped his hand over Doppio's slim one gently.  Doppio knew he was being cautious because of what had happened earlier on. The way to Diavolo's house was silent, but a nice silence.  It was the two of them, and it was just comforting to be close. When they got to Diavolo's "house" he realized it was literally a mansion. His eyes gleamed at the beautiful decorations surrounding the space, turning to Diavolo and realizing his hard was still on top of his. He smiled to himself, realizing how lucky he was. When they got out they went straight into the mansion from the garage, although it was also beautiful.  "Wow, your house is literally a mansion huh?" He giggled to Diavolo, who just chuckled and replied with a "guess so." He led him to the kitchen. "What would you like to eat? I doubt you had lunch or dinner today." Doppio's stomach was growling slightly. "Oh, er, anything is fine really. May I take a shower? I feel a bit gross from my shift. " he made a little gesture of shaking his hands, as if they were wet. "Of course. Let me show you where it is." He walked in front of Doppio as he admired the paintings and statues around the home. They stopped at a large door, which had little carvings of flowers all over it. "Here is the bathroom, towels are under that drawer and you may use anything you'd like inside. The shower is simple, just turn the knob left for hot and right for cold and pull it to make the water shoot. I'll leave pajamas while you shower.  Please make yourself at home." Diavolo toyed with Doppio's hair that wasn't in the braid and left with a small wave. Doppio began to undress, feeling a bit disgusted still but just glad that what had happened was over. He heard his phone go off and looked at it. It was Risotto. "Ah I should tell him I'm going to shower real quick.." he quietly whispered aloud. He quickly text Risotto 'I'll text you rn, im gonna take a shower reaalll quick :>' and put his phone on the counter. He stepped into the shower as he pulled the knob, causing warm water to run down his freckled cheeks. He used a pink bottle of shampoo that said "Vanilla Strawberry" in cursive, hearing the door open and close quickly. 'That was definitely Diavolo.' The thought quickly went through his head. When he was done washing up he grabbed a dark purple towel, wrapping it around his skinny waist. The pajamas Diavolo had left must have been a pair of his own, since they were smooth and quite large. He didnt realize how much he enjoyed the smell of Diavolo. It was like a soft lavender and cologne.  He put on the large shirt and his underwear since he knew Diavolo's definitely wouldn't fit. He tried to put the pants on but they just slipped off so he gave up on it. "My Doppio, are you almost done? The dinner is ready." He heard Diavolo's melodic voice echo through the walls. He decided to just walk out with what he already had, since it wouldn't matter, right? When he walked to the kitchen, Diavolo was facing the stove and pouring the posole he made into two red bowls and placing two spoons inside. He turned to Doppio, and suddenly his cheeks went red. 'Oh, oh no, he er-' his thoughts were interrupted when Doppio stuttered "Di,,Diavolo! You're spilling!" He looked down and realized he dropped some on the tile floor. "Ah." Was all he could reply with. "Oh your pants didn't fit, you don't mind if I don't wear any, right?" Diavolo just shook his head. "Oh that smells really good!" Doppio's eyes shone with excitement.  He was hungry, so smelling it made him feel excited.  "Ah, I'll refill the bowl, sorry." Diavolo was embarrassed from how he'd just acted. He never had been the type to get embarrassed so this was new. He poured a new bowl and turned to Doppio who was texting Risotto, telling him he was okay since Risotto had been freaking out since he heard from Melone about the incident. "Here you go, my cute little Doppy." He put the bowl in front of him as well as some salt and spices and of course the lime and cilantro.  Doppio smiled at Diavolo, loving the nickname he'd given him. They ate and put leftovers away, joking with eachother and deciding to play some video games.  Doppio had learned that Diavolo was definitely not a horror game type, due to him flinching when playing Dead Space and holding tightly onto Doppio when he'd gotten scared. It was really adorable when it would happen, since it was unexpected. "Hey let's head to bed. You're falling asleep Doppy." Diavolo smiled, lightly caressing Doppio's soft pink hair while they were watching Shaun of the Dead. "Nooo but I wanna see what happens..!" Doppio looked up at Diavolo, trying to convince him to let them finish. "We can watch it in my room then, so that we don't fall asleep on the couch." He picked Doppio up bridal style, laughing at Doppio's stubbornness. It was as if they'd known eachother as long as Doppio had known Risotto.  When they got to the room, Diavolo gently placed him onto the bed. His bed was king sized, and with velvety black sheets and a fluffy black pillow trimmed with gold thread. Doppio was amazed by the beauty around him. There was a maroon canopy above the bed and a large TV in front of them. Diavolo grabbed a remote and continued the movie and laid on the other side of Doppio. "Thank you Diavolo, tonight was really fun!" He looked up to the male smiling at the beautiful man in front of him. Diavolo just chuckled and kissed his forehead plopping back down against the mattress leaving Doppio a flustered mess. "Y'know Doppy, you're the first person I've ever had sleepover here in a while. Wild huh?" Doppio's cheeks flushed even darker. "Huh, guess I'm special then." He smiled to himself and decided to cuddle against Diavolo, since it was still pretty cold due to it being winter. The rest of the night they joked about how Risotto was a big goth man and how they'd known eachother for ages. Soon they drifted off, Doppio cuddled up into Diavolo's chest and Diavolo's arms wrapped around Doppio's waist.

Man the next chapter's gonna have the btgbf pining but I promise theres a man for him dont hurt me-

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