You were talking to Mammon about the upcoming tournament you had against Levi when suddenly you felt a hand touch your shoulder, it was Diavolo. "Ahem, uhm.. Y/N? May I speak to you in private, please?" He asks, holding out a hand for you to take. You could see the blush on his face and how he was slightly nervous, as you walk with him he pulls you around a corner "Y/N... I can't take it, please make a pact with me.." He begs softly, his left hand holding your cheek