Strangers (Killerxreader)

6

The rest of the school day went by relatively slow, you had a free period after lunch. So you had gone to pick up the teddy bear that Sabo wanted to gift to Koala, the girl had a huge stuffed animal collection. Afterwards you had English class which was just a test and then music class.

Your music class had to be your favorite lesson, Mr. Brook was an amazing music teacher. You used to suck at playing piano, but with his help you'd gotten pretty good.

It was the end of the day and you were packing away your music booklet. A shadow casted over you and you looked up to see Niji standing in front of you. You had almost forgotten he was in the music class with you, he spent most of the time in the back of the class flirting with the other female students. Your pretty sure he was just taking the class so he had the credits to graduate.

"(Y/N) wanna go on a date?" Niji was straight and to the point.

"No thanks." Was your simple reply, the smirk that was on his lips quickly turned into a frown.

"Oh, okay." Niji grabbed his bag and left the classroom. It was a short exchange, but it was kind if strange to you. The only other class you had with Niji was your foods class, both him and Sanji would flirt with you in the class. But never has the blue haired boy asked you out. You'd seen him ask other girls out before and he was usually more insistent, always pestering them until they said yes.

You just shrugged it off as him not wanting you to complain to Sanji if he did keep bothering you. Not like you'd say yes if he did keep insisting on taking you on a date. You weren't in a relationship with Killer, but you were hoping that you and the blond would be a couple soon. You slung your bag over your shoulder and made your way to the football field.

When you got there the boys of the football team were already warming up. Some of the guys glanced over at you noticing you walk over and take a seat on the bleachers. Ace was one of the people that noticed you and was waving at you like an idiot. His actions of course caused everyone to stop what they were doing and stare at you. Having the whole football teams attention on you was a little nerve wracking, so you just put on a forced smile and gave a small wave.

One of the players jogged over to the bleachers, you couldn't tell who it was with their helmet on. Once they were close enough they took their helmet off and strands of blond hair came flowing out over their shoulders.

"Hey I'm glad you could make it." Killer leaned over the wire fence that separated the field from the bleachers.

"I did say I'd come." You set your bag down and walked over to Killer, you leaned up and pecked his lips. Some of the players that were still watching you and Killer made wolf whistles.

"You did indeed, hopefully this isn't too boring for you." Killer kissed you again, he raised his hand and gave the finger to the guys that were ooing and aaing at you two.

"Well I'm watching you so I highly doubt it'll be boring." You smirked, Killer smiled at your response. He looked like he wanted to keep talking to you, but the coach called him back over.

You didn't understand most of the football lingo that was being used, you think Killer was either defense or a linebacker. It was hard to tell with everyone doing the same drills. You cringed each time the players slammed into one of the practice dummies, it sounded like bones should be broken.

Closer to the end of practice when they were done with tackle drills the coach set up some obstacles to run through. This is when you really paid attention, Killer took off his helmet and shirt, his chest glistened with sweat. You couldn't help but watch the way his muscles stretched with each movement he made. Of course you were caught staring, not by Killer but by Kid. The red head elbowed his friend in the side to get his attention and pointed at you.

Your cheeks took on a rosy colour having been caught staring, your blush worsened as Killer proceeded to grab his water bottle and pour some water on himself. His hand glided over his chest and abs as the water trailed over his muscles. Your pretty sure your brain short circuited at that moment.

How can one person be so fine?

Killer got back to practice with a shit eating grin on his face and a blush on yours. It was safe to say that he enjoyed the reaction you gave him.

Practice went on for another half on hour, before he headed to the changing room Killer came up to you and handed you his truck keys.

"I gotta take a quick shower, you can go ahead and wait in my truck. I have some snacks in the glove compartment that you can eat if you want." Killer leaned over the fence a bit and gave you a peck on the cheek. He headed back over to the changing room while you gathered your stuff and made your way to the school parking lot. On the way there you happened to hear an interesting conversation.

"Killer's so hot isn't he?"

"I mean he has a nice body, but you can't see most of his face."

"His face is beautiful trust me, I saw it this morning when I was kissing him in his truck."

"Girl dream on everyone who saw said the girl had (h/c) hair and yours is pink."

"Geez way to burst my bubble. Is it so wrong for me to dream of kissing him?"

Keep on dreaming honey.

You ignored the two gossiping girls you couldn't see and continued on to the parking lot. You didn't care that there were girls that were hoping to date Killer, at the end of the day he was kissing you after all.