Killer x Reader Modern AU One Piece

Chapter 28

Normal POV

"I don't think I did! " My head reeled in revelation, and the room spun.

"Well, do you?" Heat asked a simple question.

Of course I did! More than anything! He's confusing at times I won't argue, but he's unbelievably kind and generous. He makes my heart swell like no other. He's the only one who could make my heart fly like the birds in the sky. And the only one who could tear my soul apart like the crashing waves to the rocks. He's the only one who could have such an impact on my emotions. No one could replace him from my heart.

I looked to Heat and Wire.

"Thank you for your help, but I have to go!" I yelled, standing up abruptly. Dream or not, I had to let him know. He meant so much to me, and I didn't want to give him up for anything. I might not be able to change his behavior, but I know what I want. I'm willing to accept him as he is. Possessiveness and all, I want it. I want him to be mine.

Heat and Wire only sat and nodded in agreement. They were glad to be of help to their dear friend.

Killers POV

The feeling of emptiness washed over me.

When would she be back?

I miss her.

I love her so much. I've explored every ounce of her apartment, leaving my presence along the crisp air that lingers. I miss her soft flowing hair filtering through my fingertips. Her soft moist lips when she smiles. Even her pouting is utterly adorable. And how soft they feel against mine.

I can't believe I gave myself to her, and she to me. The closeness of our bodies, the cool smoothness of her skin. The thick scent of her within these cloth sheets made it hard to think about anything else. Laying in her bed after all, would do that.

The days stretched longer in her absence, and passed swiftly in her presence.

No one ever told me loving could hurt.

I wonder if she even feels the same way... maybe I'm being a nuisance by staying so close to her side.

I just can't help it. I want everything that is her. I crave it. Not knowing whether she wants me or not is suffocating. Maybe she'll get bored and toss me aside some day.

But before that happens, I at least want to cherish everything. Hold her. Touch her. Hear her. See her.

No.

It's not enough.

I can't help but want more. I feel selfish for thinking that way. But I don't want to lose her to anyone. She's mine. I found her first. How do I make her stay? What more must I do, to make her never want to leave?

I thought it would get easier now that I was so close. But I can't seem to push that distance away. It feels like she's trying to escape.

I won't let that happen.

Whatever it takes.

Bam!

My heart leaped out of my chest in an abrupt panic. Darting for the front door, I glanced to see what had made the noise.

My heart stopped in sync with my breath.

"Welcome home" I whispered. Her beauty still took be by complete surprise every time I laid eyes upon it.

"Killer!" She started off energetically, which made my heart swell in excitement. She was happy to see me, and I basked in it. "... why are you holding a knife?" She quipped in oblivion.

My heart quickened in embarrassment. Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead as I looked down at the knife in my hand, at the ready.

"I-.. you scared me. I thought there was an intruder." I couldn't help but to feel my nerves overtake me. How foolish of me. Of course it would just be Y/n coming home..

I awkwardly placed the knife back in the kitchen where it belonged. I could feel my face heat up. I wanted to bury myself 10 feet under so I couldn't be seen by her intense gaze.

"Oh, Killer. It's just me. Sorry if I startled you." Y/n said in a comforting voice. Her words soothed me, but I couldn't help the blush that more than likely still lingered on my face.

"It's fine. I'm just glad you're back." I said, leaning in for a hug. I've been deprived of her touch for long enough.

I wrapped my arms around her frame, taking in her sweet scent. There was a hint of coffee mixed with her aroma.

Who was she with?

I froze in a state of jealousy for a mere second, before I tried to play it cool. She wouldn't be hanging with someone else... right?

It doesn't smell like her usual routine at work though. Would she answer me if I asked?

"You're home later than expected.... did... something happen?" I asked with an unintended dark tone. Damn, I couldn't keep my jealous rage in check. Just the thought of her with another man, leaves an awful taste in my mouth. I want her to think of only me. To see only me. How can I make her see me. I'm standing right in front of her, but it's like she looking right through me. My heart can't take anymore of this.

"Yeah, I saw a friend of mine after work." She replied. My heart felt like it shattered into a million pieces, then spontaneously combusted into flames simultaneously. My hold on her unconsciously became tighter. "But then I had this urge to come see you. So I ran home."

Her words caught in my head, and replayed continuously. She wanted to see me? My heart sped up exponentially. I could hear it in my ears, it was so loud.

She ran?

It wasn't until then did I notice her heavy breathing, like she was panting for air. She felt hot, and small beads of sweat were noticeable on her neck, along with red tinted ears and cheeks.

She had exhausted herself out just for me.

The amount of happiness I felt was unrivaled by the panic I felt afterwards.

"You should sit then, I can grab some ice water for you!" I near shouted in a worried voice. I had become so blinded by rage, I hadn't noticed the state of her returning home. I felt unbelievable embarrassment and remorse for my outburst earlier.

"Wait Killer, can we stay like this.. a little longer?"she whispered so softly, I almost didn't hear her.

Heat rose to my cheeks once more. I returned my arms to fit around her, and brought her closer to my chest. Her heartbeat held a quick pace, matching my own nervous state. Though hers was more likely from the adrenaline rush she felt getting here than the excitement I felt coursing through me. But it didn't matter as long as I got to be the one to hold her this intensely.

"I love you"

And then she said it. The three words I had so desperately hoped to hear emit from her serene lips. If not for the close proximity, I may not have even heard it, thinking it was a figment of my imagination instead.

I love you.

Those words permanently engraved within my mind and heart.

I pulled away from her embrace, and she looked up at me in confusion. Her eyes held contempt and solidarity. I just wanted to make sure I was hearing correctly, and if it were true.

I became overwhelmed by the thought.

A burst of emotion coursed through my body. I couldn't contain the tears that managed to slip out.

I opened my mouth to speak, but no words would come out. It was like my body had stopped functioning.

"I love you Killer. I love you so much." She reiterated, consolidating the fact. Her hand reached up to touch my face, wiping some tears away in mock succession. For every tear she wiped was immediately replaced by another.

My body shook and trembled as I reached for her, to which she gladly accepted and embraced.

"I love you Y/n"