Monderi Mafia AU:
Monspeet founds Derieri looking at herself in the mirror only to shame herself and he decides to take control of things...
When Derieri felt his gaze on her she froze. Her fists clenched as he came into her room, closing the door behind himself.
"What are you doing here ?" She grunted.
"Why are you saying such things about yourself ?"
"Goddamnit I can't get some private time alone for once ? Just myself alone for five minutes isn't fucking possible or what ?!"
"Not if you let your door completely open I'm afraid..." Derieri sighed, she could feel the grin on his face.
"Just fuck off." She was defeated, did not even tried to make him go away or anything, she just tried to adjust her t-shirt before grunting as it did not looked like she wanted. But to her surprise Monspeet came closer and helped her.
"You look beautiful Derieri."
"I'm wearing a fricking old t-shirt that doesn't even suits me."
"I wasn't referring to the t-shirt but to yourself as a whole."
"You definitely don't know me enough to mean that."
"Yet I mean it. May I ?" The man took the brush on the table and started to play with her hair. She simply allowed it, he was the only one she ever allowed to do that after her sister's death. She nodded and he started to gently style her hair with a smile.
"You know, I'm probably not the best to say this but I find you gorgeous Derieri. You truly are someone wonderful on the outside but also on the inside."
"You say that just because you're workin for me. There's nobody out there who thinks I'm beautiful. Especially on the inside."
"Well if anyone got to know you better I'm sure they'd think the same as me !" He playfully pinched her cheek like he sometimes did and as always she couldn't help but blush, muttering nonsense.
"Idiot."
"Only yours my Queen." They then sat in silence as he braided her hair. Derieri didn't paid any attention to his gaze, full of love and sadness at the same time. She was sure he was saying things like that due to her being his boss yet it wasn't only that... But he would not say anything about his true feelings, they'd forever be hidden in his heart and he wouldn't speak his mind.
Except if it's for comforting his Queen...
