He stares at the figurine, he reaches his hand, you hand him his own figurine. He inspects it like a child, a curious one. He looks at you "..I...I can't believe this..I'm still fated to die anyway, w- why?...why is happening to me?... I'm Diav-" he gets interrupted by you "yeah yeah, you're Diavolo, how can this happen you ask? C'mon, don't be dumb. Even cartoons teach that bad things get punished, did you really expect to live like a king forever? Give me a break. You know what you did. Thought, I believe that people can learn and become good. I'm going to protect you, you won't die as long as I'm here." You tell him, looking at him with a serious expression."Stop denying the truth, stop being delusional. You're a mere human, like me, i believe if you move on, if you become good, this torture you're facing will go away. It depends on you. Here you're not a mafia boss and I think that you can't even summon your stand, sense, well, you can't really call your stand here, stands don't exist in this place." He looks down, hearing your words. He suffered for who knows how many times, he can't do anything. He saw the effects of what his drugs did, and he felt the fear he himself would put on other people...maybe..you were right after all.
"Giorno is not bad, if you become good, I'm sure Gold Experience Requiem's power will fade. I'm not sure if you'll stay here or if you will go back to your world but, it doesn't matter." You tell him, he keeps looking down, but slightly nods. "Good, now eat. I'm not the greatest cook, help yourself thought. Think of this apartment as your own. You can sleep on my bed, if not, on this sofa, it's actually a sofa that can become a bed so, it's up to you. I'll go change, I'm all wet, I'll get you clothes as well, I think I have something that fits you. I'll also give you my king crimson, play with it or something" you tell him as you giggle, handing him the small king crimson.
You walk away, he slowly starts eating. Ok, the pasta tastes bad, but it's better than nothing. He puts the figurines down, staring at them. "What has became of me...sigh" he mutters, eating. He finishes the plate and drinks the cup of water. After he was done, he stays there, staring at nothing. 'maybe..I should move on..' he thinks, you then come back, wearing a shirt and shorts. "Take these, when dad came over to sleep for some days, he forgot some of his clothes, I have enough clothes for you. We can go shopping later. We'll also have to make you some documents so if the police comes, they don't think you're an illegal immigrant or worse."
You sigh.
He again, nods and takes the clothes from you, "the bathroom is there" you point at the bathroom door "go showed, you're all dirty." He, again, nods before slowly standing up, but falling into the sofa. "..." He stays silent, looking down. You sigh, his ego must be broken at this point.
"Don't worry, I'll prepare the bath instead, besides, your muscles need to relax so it's a good idea." You go to the bathroom, Diavolo hears the sound of the water getting turned on and the bath getting filled. You come back after you were done with preparing the bath. "It's ready, let me help you go there" you help him stand, walking with him, slowly, to the bathroom. You kick the door open and walk with him inside. You sit I'm on the edge of the bathtub and Tell him, "well, I think you can take your lace and pants by yourself. And yeah, if you need anything, just call my name.
He nods, you wave at him and walk out the bathroom.
Diavolo POV:
I put my hand in the bathtub, feeling the water. It's warm, it can help my muscles relax a bit. I take off my lace, and pants. My arms are shaking, I'm so weak at the moment..
Sigh
I finally take off my boxers, then I slowly get in the bathtub, the water feels good, I sigh in the good feeling. I look at the ceiling, I wonder, 'i should really.. become better.. there's no use in my current state of mind. Maybe..if I move on, what that woman- how was she called? (Y/N)?..yeah, maybe what she said can become true, maybe I'll live normally..I'll stop suffering.' I then close my eyes, relaxing after all the shit I've been through.
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Diavolo × Reader
Teen FictionDiavolo Is suffering from Gold Experience Requiem's infinite loop of death- untill- he's in a place, in a time, he meets this woman-- what happens next?