CASUAL;; devil x reader

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Readers POV

I popped in my headphones and looked over at Devil who was sleeping in the guest room. He seemed knocked out, he looked peaceful to say the least.

I continue to walk passed his room, my music blasting through my headphones as I leave the apartment. I was going out jogging so I could clear my head. I just killed someone. I was wearing black leggings, a grey sweatshirt, and my gym shoes. I lock the door behind me so no one would try to attack Devil while he was asleep. I mean I know his real name, but still.

Devil suits him better.

So you say, you're moving out of state
Soon as you graduate, interesting.

I then began to run down the street, I took in a deep breathe once and awhile since it helps. I then look around, some people glanced at me, made a few whispers and such. I think I knew what they were talking about. Though, I'm surprised no one called the police.

"Freeze, Hands in the air!"

Fuck, I spoke to soon.

I put my hands in the air, my music still playing as I stop in my tracks. I'm honestly surprised I can still hear them, they searched me then cuffed me, taking my phone with them. Oh my god, My music! Now expect me to act a damn fool so I can beat all these guys asses. When I get to police station, I was put into an interagation room, I sat down, got my hands uncuffed, and I stared blankly at the guy who walked in just now.

"My name is Fox, I work with Devil."

He says this pretty calmly for a guy with black glasses on, he looks like the men in black. I don't say anything, in fact I roll my eyes and look the other way. "Are you his girlfriend?" He asked suddenly, and I choked on my own spit, turning his way and giving him 'Are you an idiot?' Look. He chuckles, "Ah, well, It's just that I've never seen him with a female, unless he was about to kill them, or screw them." He says, oh so casually. I look at him with disgust, so far Devil hasn't made a move on me, and even if he did, the access has been denied. He sighs and grabs his suitcase, "Devil is a hacker, and a murderer, the only reason why the FBI let's him do what he wants is because he helps us track down important people." He explains, his face becoming serious as he stares right back at me.

Anyway, you're leaving, need a hug?
Okay then, call me up, no thanks man.

I raise an eyebrow, "What does this have to do with me? I asked, and he flashes a quick smile. "Well, we see that you killed someone with Devil last night, isn't that right? We'll be needing you for your skill set and your known knowledge about Devil." He says, opening his computer. "Name. "

"Y/n L/n"

"Age and date of birth."

"D/o/b and you can do the math." I say, flashing a fake smile, which makes him chuckle.

"I can do the rest." He says, typing some more, I wondered why.

"So, What is this about? Am I just Devils partner or some shit?" I asked him, and he let's out a hum, basically saying yes. "Well if that's the case, can you tell him to move out of my apartment?" I snap, and he coughs, "He lives with you?" He asked. "Yes, He does as a matter of fact and I want you to kick him out!" He holds back a laugh, looking back down at his computer and continuing his typing. "That sounds like that's something you'd have to do."

I let out a frustrated sigh, "Okay then, thanks." I then hear someone burst through a door. Someone calling my name, it sounds like someone I know, but I shrug it off.

Then someone opens the door wide open, It was Devil.

"Yo." I say with a smile, and he looks at Fox, "The fuck did you say to her, you cunt?!" He snaps, and Fox sighed, "You still have a temper? Anyways, I only told her the same thing I told you when you started working with me." He says and grabs his things, walking past Devil with a calm demeanor. But before Fox leaves, he stops in his tracks and whispers something in Devils ear. They both just left me in the fucking dark!

Then Devil turns to me and gives me a sudden thumbs up. I glare at him and quickly take this chance to walk past him. The cops who arrested me handing me back my phone and headphones and I walk out, playing my music once again.

I'm too busy, don't have time for
Things you say that aren't important.
Where's the bathroom at? Leave me
alone.

I keep walking, I know he was behind me, and I also knew he didn't want to bother me until we got back to the apartment. When we got back I felt him pull my hand and pull me back, "Are you okay?" He asked, his voice laced with worry. "Am I someone you like or something, you dickwad?!" I snap and he takes off his mask and threw it to the side. Holy fuck, I didn't expect that.

"Did I do something wrong, asshole?" He asked, I hear him hiss at the end of his sentence, he was clearly in pain from the knife wound. "Ugh, I'm not angry at you, I'm just upset about what Fox said!" I snap back, Narrowing my eyes and he raised an eyebrow.

"What did he say to you to make you angry at me? Because I will kill him if I fucking have to." He spoke back to me, and I looked at him, "Why do you care so much abour what he said to me?" I asked and he looked away, taking this moment to figure out what he wanted to say next. I stay quiet and wait, "so, nothing?" I asked, "No answer?" And he scoffs, "Just fuck off." He mutters, walking away and now it was my turn to yank him back. Devil looks back at me and raised an eyebrow, "What?"

I just came here to the party for the drugs.
Drugs
Drugs
Drugs
Drugs
Drugs
Drugs-
I'm not here to make a friend, or fall in love.
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love-
So just stop the faking.

Gah, I fucked up, I didn't mean to make him angry, and didn't Fox say Devil has a temper? Wait, he does. Fuck.

I quickly let go of his sweatshirt, and now somehow he has all his attention on me. "What the fuck is it?" He asked, his tone becoming more angrier by the second.

"I like you, okay?!"

Yelp, that's not what I meant to say.