Killer x Reader His profession AU

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Popping back the joints of your back, you gave Sanji a wave. "Good night, Sanji." You yelled back to said man and grabbed your jacket out of your locker.

"You too and be careful out there!" The curly blond retorted as he finished up cleaning.

"I will."

The cold autumn air hit your exposed skin as you opened the door to the exit of the bar and made your way home. 'Maybe I should have worn something warmer.' You thought as you hugged your chest with your arms, attempting to keep the warmth as close as possible.

Everything around you was cold and dark as you walked your way back to your apartment a few blocks down. It may not be the best neighbourhood, but it had to do for now. Money was a little short since you started university without money coming from your parents for some backup. Yup, you're a little bit fucked right now.

Sounds of cars passing reached your ears, even if it was way past midnight. Drunken people crossed the streets without even really looking for cars. Honking filled the otherwise more quiet nightly air as those idiots were almost hit by said drivers.

As used to it as you were, you still cringed when the sound drummed in your ears, giving a hell of a headache the more it happened.

Diving into your jacket as far as you possibly could, you passed the group of drunk men before they would notice your presence at all.

Oh how life hated you right now and wanted to proof differently.

"Hey, pretty lady~." One of the men slurred out while you picked up your pace.

"He was talking to you, you whore!" Another slurred from less distance than you had hoped for.

You heels clicked on the road rapidly as you almost ran on them to turn the next block. You could see your apartment, hoping to get to your safety haven before these men would reach you. 'Should've worn flats or at least taken them to work.' You cursed yourself as you nearly hurt yourself ankle with a misstep.

A hand grabbed your shoulder and your back was pushed against the wall, another hand covering your lips.

"Could've just said 'hi' back, you bitch." The man holding you back said, grabbing your collar tightly and brought his disgusting faces mere inches away from yours as his intoxicated breath made your stomach twist and turn.

He brought out a knife from his pocket and put it over your throat, his hideous eyes watching how water started to collect in the corners of your eyes. "Now be a nice little lady and keep quiet before I'll slit your throat like uh.. like uh.. GUYS! I need your help!"

"Like a frog."

"Like a banana."

"You peel bananas, you idiot." The one next to the speaker said, shoving his elbows in his side.

"Grapes." Another said, making everyone turn and look at him in disbelieve.

"They don't need slicing." The one with the knife stated, still slurring slightly as he turned around a little.

Getting sick of the situation you're in, you pried off your heels with the help of your other foot without gaining their attention while they're bickering. 'Just a little bit more.' You thought to yourself as your shoe slid off your foot and your toes touched the cold tiles of the road you were on.

"A piece of meat." An unknown voice joined in from behind the man and your eyes widen as they focused on the shadowed figure. It took a step forward to the men and you tried to wiggle out of the grasp you were in.