Chest Box (Killer x Reader)

Chapter 8: Research and Training

The dawn has come and it is almost time to make breakfast. But first, a bath.

You knocked on Kid's door with your extra clothes and towels in your hands. He opened and look really irritated. Of course, it's still early in the morning. He left the door open and he dived back to his bed.

"Urggh, why don't you talk to Killer already so you two can share rooms and bathrooms? Plus, we have a ladies bathroom." His voice is muffled under the sheets but clear enough to hear. You rolled your eyes as you close the door behind you.
"You think that's easy? I don't even know how to start with it. Plus, I'm insecure to show my body in the shared bathroom if a lady enters."

"Tsk, how is he gonna take the first move if he thought there is something between you and Mohawk." He laughed lazily while his eyes are still closed. Your brother really knows how to get to your nerves.

"Maybe if you tell him there's nothing going on between us then it's solved. In the first place, you're the idiot who gave him that idea by overreacting yesterday."

"No. Not my business. You two will die without even knowing you liked each other. Nyahaha, how pathetic is that." He laughed like little devil.

You motherf--

You furrowed your brows in annoyance. With his bare back skin exposed to you, you leaned and raise your hand. He didn't notice you because his eyes are closed, still sleepy.

In a full force, you spanked his bare skin that echoed across the room. His eyes jolted open and screamed from the unexpected pain.
You just laughed at him as you run inside the bathroom.
"URGH! YOUR LUCKY You're MY SISTER!!" He shouted.

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You're still standing in the doorway of the kitchen. You're trying to compose yourself and wanted to avoid being awkward around Killer. The information that Kid gave you made you think that you might not be able to act normal again with Killer.

But here you are, as another cook of the ship, gotta get going.

"Aren't you coming in?" You heard him speak from the inside. It alarmed you and was not able to respond immediately.

"I can see your shadow under the door." He clarified. You silently slap your for head.

Fuck, I'm so stupid.

You opened the door with a wide smile.

Act normal.
Act normal.

"Hi, good... Morning." You greeted.
"Good morning" He said softly.

"Are you sure, you are okay now to cook?" He asked.
"Of course, I missed the kitchen badly"

Of course, I miss you so much. Wait. What? Pull your panties together girl!

You heard him give of a tiny sound of laugh. If only you could see his face again, he'll look amused. He handed you the apron and went back to attend the stove.

There it is again, the mutual silence that never felt awkward whenever you two are cooking.

You stirred the soup before taking a little amount of it on the spoon to taste it. It tasted good but wanted Killer to taste it. This is an idea of yours to initiate more conversation with him.

"Hey Killer---" You paused mid sentence while the spoon is pointing towards him. You realized he's wearing a mask. He might not want to take it off in front of you. And you respect that.

"What is it?" He asked.

"I uhh...nothing." You lowered down your spoon.

Argh, that was a stupid move. I knew he won't take off that mask.