One Piece One-Shots

(Killer) Breakfast

Ok guys, I was scouring the internet for Killer content and I realized; How is there more Caesar Clown content than there is Killer?! So I'm going to get over my somewhat weird feeling that I physically can't write Killer and give y'all some quality not-appreciated character content. (This was proven after I found one Caesar Clown one shot before I found a single Killer.)

Usually, when I wake up in the morning, my love is already up and has probably already made breakfast, but today I ended up awake at four-thirty-two in the morning. I laid there somewhat awake but unable to fall back asleep until I saw Killer next to me get up. He turned towards me and kissed my cheek. "Good morning, YN." He said, happily looking down at me. "Morning." I said back to him. A surprised look went across his tanned face. "You're up already? Did I wake you up? I'm sorry if I did-" He said as I cut him off. I chuckled a little. "Nah, just woke up this early." I said, still laying down.

Killer looked at me in surprise. "Well... uh... Do you want to help make breakfast or..?" He asked, still shocked. I lazily sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes. "Alright. I'd love to help my darling in the kitchen." I said, leaning up and kissing his cheek.

I got off the bed and brushed my bangs out of my face, then put on some slippers rather quickly, then turned to Killer and smiled. "I'm ready to help out!" I said, smiling towards him. He chuckled a little as he put on his trademark helmet. "Alright, ok, come on YN." He said, opening the door and holding it for me as I walked outside.

"So... What are we making for breakfast this morning?" I asked him in a quiet tone so as not to wake anyone else on the ship. "Hmm... I haven't decided yet." He said, shrugging. "We just restocked materials, so we can make all manner of things." He said. "Why don't you pick out something?" He asked, gently rubbing my shoulder. "Hmm... How about omelets? We usually don't get anything egg-like because Captain isn't a fan." I said, chuckling a little. Killer chuckled back at me. "Sure we can make omelets, but we have to figure out something for Kidd. I don't wanna get slapped over an omelet." He said as the two of us walked into the kitchen. "Let's just make the picky one some granola." I said, somewhat sarcastically.

Well, Killer took it seriously, and once the omelets were ready and everyone had swarmed in the kitchen for food, he gave Captain a bowl of granola. Needless to say, Kidd was angry anyways.

Afterwards, Killer and I were left alone in the kitchen to clean up the mess. "Your advice is garbage, YN." He said in a joking tone. "Haha, but seriously how rude can one man get?" I asked, referring to Captain. "It's Kidd, don't worry about it." He said, reaching over and patting my shoulder. I reached up and flipped his helmet up, then kissed his nose. "By the way, thanks for making breakfast, it was great." I said, smiling at him. I saw him smile at me since I was still holding his helmet up. "No problem, love." He said, his voice light.