Silent [[ Killer X Reader ]]

Welcome Aboard

"This filthy little woman?" the captain confirmed.

"She can fight and she has good aim. Just needs a little training."

Kid looked over you rubbing his chin thoughtfully with his right hand and turned back to Killer.

"Fine. If she gets in the way she goes overboard." You bristled at his tone, "Go get her cleaned up."

"He's kidding." Killer assured ushering you out of the room.

He led you to a new room that you assumed was his, when he started rummaging through drawers while you stood awkwardly in front of the door.

"This might work." He hummed handing you a faded button down shirt and a pair of jeans, "Hopefully there's no one in the bath."

Your gaze fell to a bookshelf on the far wall.

"You like to read?" He asked.

You nodded.

"Most of those are manuals but I can probably find something for you." He opened the door motioning for you to follow.

The two of you headed further below deck.

"It's gonna have to be co-ed." He shrugged, "I'll make sure no one is in there for you."

The blond slipped through the door only to emerge less than a minute later with two baskets stacked in his hands. He took the borrowed clothes placing them in the top basket and sliding it back through the doorway.

"Now put your dirty clothes in here and I'll take them to the wash." He instructed

You removed your leather bag and then hooked your arms into the hem of your shirt before pulling it up revealing your stomach. Killer caught your wrist before you could undress any further and turned his head.

Nudity wasn't something you were ashamed of. You'd been alone all this time after all. Only bathing when you pleased, the water near your home was cold and made you tired so you weren't fond of cleaning up unless absolutely necessary.

"Ah - no. Don't do that in front of anyone on the ship. OK? They won't understand. Go in there and just hand this to me when you're ready." He blindly pushed the wicker into your arms.

You shuffled into the next room staring at the off-white tiled walls. There was a large trough to the right with steam rising from it. The left was lined with chrome faucets. It had been a long time since you'd seen an actual bathroom. In front of you were cubbies some contained large towels while others had small wash cloths. You stripped down piling your clothes into the basket Killer had given you and wrapped one of the larger towels around your torso.

Slowly you opened the door to hand over your dirty garments. Killer leaned against the wall taking the basket without turning toward you.

"The cubbies on the right have soap and shampoo. I'm sure we can look in town later for something better suited for you. For now you'll just have to smell like a guy." He chuckled, "I'll be right back. If you need something knock or make a noise."

You nodded and backed into the bathroom to fumble through the soaps. After grabbing what you felt was the least masculine scent you made your way over to the wall of faucets. You sighed turning knobs going from burning to freezing before you figured out how to balance the water temperature. You hesitated before dropping your towel and stepping under the stream completely. The warm water felt so nice and welcoming. Quickly you scrubbed down and rinsed off then made your way to the tub on the other side of the room. Your muscles relaxed completely in the hot water as you sank down to your chin. If anything bad came of this decision, the bath was totally worth it.