Killer's harem

Chapter 2

Killer took a nearby pillow before smashing it against Nightmare's face "FUCKING ASSHOLE!" He yelled, continuing to hit the pillow against Nightmare.

Nightmare tried to explain but kept getting cut off by more hits to the face before getting pissed, he finally stopped Killer, holding Killer's wrist tightly before explains himself. Basically Nightmare didn't remember what happened last night, all he remembered was flashing lights, booming music and him drinking.

Killer looked at Nightmare with a doubtful expression on his face before sighing "fine- I'm going to believe you" he said as his eco body disappeared.

Before Nightmare could say anything the door opened, it's Dust! Killer's childhood friend, also the school's dealer.

"Killer? Are you in he—" Dust immediately stopped seeing the two naked, he soon blushed once he realized what happened between the two but there was also a hint of... jealousy in his eyes. He stepped away before slowly closing the door.

Killer immediately got up, getting into his clothes before rushing out the room and closing the door so Nightmare could at least have SOME privacy. Once he got out of the room he saw Dust just waiting for him at the side of the door but his expression is gloomier the usual, don't get Killer wrong, Dust always has a gloomy face but something seems a bit off.

Dust glanced over before waving "what even happened? Like did the two of you actually fucked?" He asked Killer, walking up to him.

 "Huh? Well I guess? I don't remember anything that happened last night other then drinking tons of alcohol" Killer said. Dust sighed a little bit when he heard that "come on, let's head to my car and get you home before you parents wake up" he said before walking.

Killer nodded his head, walking behind Dust, looking around and seeing that there's also a lot of sleeping people with wine or beer in their hands. Soon they got out of the large mansion and headed to Dust's car, okay that's a lie, it's a motorcycle but some people consider it as cars.

Dust took one of the helmets on his motorcycle, tossing it to Killer, before the smaller could even put the helmet on Dust picked up and placed him on the backseat of the motorcycle. 

"Hey! I can do that myself" Killer said, huffing a little bit as he put on the helmet.

Dust raised an eye at Killer "oh really? Then why did you take a 5 whole minutes getting on last night?" He asked the smaller as he puts on his helmet. A few seconds went by, no answers as he expected.

The taller chuckles as he got to the front seat, putting the key in before starting the lock. Soon after a few seconds Dust drove away, blushing a little bit when he felt Killer wrap his arms around his waist.

After about 30 minutes or so they finally got to Killer's house, the smaller hopped off, giving the helmet to Dust before watching his friend ride off.

Killer watched Dust get smaller and smaller, he soon went to the backyard, climbing over the fence and going to the shed where the latter is. He placed the latter near his bedroom window before climbing up thinking nothing of it.

Once Killer got up he was faced with the face of his angry parents. In fact, his parents were sitting on his bed as if they were just waiting for him.

Killer immediately felt cold sweat running down the back of his neck.. oh boy- he's about to get scolded for at least an hour and a half, maybe an hour if he's lucky.

At the end, his parents went on to scold him for two whole hours about how he shouldn't stay out all night because it's dangerous and stuff like that. 

Killer sighed as he listened to his parents, he felt annoyed but also understand how they felt because he'll also be worried sick if his 15 year old kid suddenly disappeared for the night. 

Welp-

Looks like he's grounded for the weekends AND have to do all the laundries for 5 months.. great-

-time skip-

Killer is waiting alone at lunch, why isn't Dust with him? Well Dust has a different lunch period and Killer don't really have any other friends but him.. but hey at least he can eat in peace! That's always nice!

Killer hums softly as he took a bite out of his sad strawberry jam sandwich, he sighed a little bit. As a part of his punishment his allowance was cut short for the month so he had to make his own lunch now.

You might think someone who's in the school's cooking program would at LEAST know how to make egg salad, and yes, Killer does know how to make an egg salad but is he going to get up bright and early to make some? No.

Killer soon finished eating his sandwich before taking his phone out, after a few minutes he felt someone just staring at him. Killer immediately looked around to see who it was but he can't find anyone... well expect for......

-to be continued 

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