Strings of Fate - [Book 2] [Doflamingo x Reader]

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The first thing you needed to do was talk to Doflamingo. A soft golden glow creeped across the room, rum from the night before still clouded your thoughts.

You were lying on Yumo's bed, the warm weight of your best friend sprawled beside you, snoring peacefully. Yet your mind was a whirlwind. How were you supposed to convince Doflamingo to join something so opposed to everything he stood for? If you couldn't get him to reverse the doll transformation, how could you possibly convince him to go against the government and join this revolution?

Before you could spiral further, a soft knock on the door broke your thoughts. Kumo poked his head in, carrying two cups of steaming tea. "Figured you'd need this," he said.

You sat up, accepting the tea with a nod. "Thanks," you muttered, feeling the weight of everything pressing down on you. Your eyes met his, understanding and caring eyes brought you ease as you sank into the bed.

"Still thinking about it?" Kumo asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

You sighed, sinking back into the pillows. "Trying not to... but he's going to be furious when we get back. I left without saying anything."

Yumo stirred beside you, her usual carefree demeanor replaced by a quiet concern. She rubbed her eyes before looking toward the door, "he's a man, he'll get over it after he sees you."

That was enough to encourage you to get out of the bed and head back to Dressrosa. 

As the three of you approached the shore, you noticed that Mihawk and Shanks' ships were gone.

Your gaze instinctively shot to Crocodile's casino, where his figure leaning against the black casino doors. It reminded you of the time when you left his island and joined the Donquixote family almost three years ago.

The three of you gave him a wave, and you could see him huff and roll his eyes from afar.

With a deep breath, you activated your Devil Fruit. The familiar sensation of teleportation pulled at your gut, a swirling force that ripped through the space around you. In an instant, you were transported into the chaos of Dressrosa.

The storm was overwhelming—dark clouds, the deafening roar of thunder, and the biting wind that tugged at you. The Royal Palace loomed ahead, its doors dark and foreboding, the contrast of the calmness you'd left behind on Crocodile's island stark against the chaos now surrounding you.

"Follow me!" you shouted over the wind, leading the way toward the palace. Yumo quickly shielded Mansherry from the rain, her concern mirrored on her face.

The door to the palace groaned as you forced it open, the storm's fury pushing against you. It took all three of you to slam it shut, and the sudden silence inside felt jarring.