Denial {Eustass Kid x Reader}

The Aftermath

Kid had to stay in the infirmary till he woke. You slept on the bed next to his holding his hand as you cried yourself to sleep every night. During the day when you weren't with Kid you were with Killer.

No one wanted to leave you alone while Kid was unconscious. You couldn't receive the comfort you so desperately needed from your husband. Hell he didn't even know about the baby.

Your face has gotten a bit pale and you had huge bags under your puffy eyes. Lack of sleep and constantly crying has made you look hideous, but you didn't care.

Killer had to make sure you showered every day, but he could never get you to eat more than once a day. You were so depressed that Killer was scared you might not get over this loss.

It's been a week now and Kid still hasn't woke up. You sit in a chair next to him holding his hand and crying like usual "Please wake up Kid. I don't know what to do without you."

Killer comes in with your breakfast and locks the door behind him just as he has done every time he was alone with you and removed his helmet. He didn't want others to see his face for whatever reason.

He set your plate on the desk "(y/n) You need to come eat."

"I don't want it" you don't even bother looking at Killer when you say this.

You brush the hair out of Kids face and kiss his lips. Oh how you have missed the feel of his lips as he kisses you. Since the day he first kissed you, you haven't gone a single day without his sweet kisses. You let a few tears fall as you stare at his face waiting for him to open his eyes. "Come back to me Kid"

"Please come eat at least a little bit"

You sigh knowing he isn't gonna back down "okay" you finally say as you wipe your tears.

Killer watches as you release Kids hand and stand. It takes you a minute before you leave his side to go sit at the desk. You haven't smiled once since that tragic day, not even when you saw Killers beautiful face. He knew you were in insurmountable pain and the only thing that would help is your husband, but he was still unconscious from his horrific injuries.

Killer had brought you some chopped fruit and a few scrambled eggs. "(Y/n)" Killer broke the silence "Kid wouldn't want you to be so isolated like this. Will you join the crew for dinner tonight?"

"No"

Killer hangs his head "Why not"

"What if he wakes up and I'm not here?"

He already had a hard time getting you to leave Kid alone to go shower, so he knew he wasn't going to change your mind about this one.

You finish eating and move the chair that's next to the bed so you can push your bed against Kids. You lay down and intertwine your fingers with his limp ones. You curl up next to your husband and fall asleep as a few fresh tears slip out. "I love you Kid"

Killer put his helmet back on and left you to sleep in peace.

You woke when you felt Kids hand squeeze yours. Your eyes shoot open and you sit up "Kid... Kid can you hear me?"

He groans but doesn't open his eyes. You see him trying to move his other arm. He wanted to rub his face with his free hand, but when there was no contact he opened his eyes. "Kid" you whisper as you bring your free hand to your mouth and begin to cry again.

Kids wounds on his face and torso have stitches in them and are no longer bandaged, but his arm is still heavenly wrapped.

He looks down at his arm "What the fuck is this??"