Behind The Mask {Killer X Reader}

A Step Forward... Or Backwards

You felt such peace and comfort as you slept in Killers arms that night. You don't know why, but you didn't want to leave his side and have your own room.

You smile as you wake the next morning, stretching your arms over your head and running your hand down your face.

When you realized your mask was on you signed in relief. It was a little uncomfortable to sleep with it one, but you can't afford for someone to see your face.

You wernt in that hell hole for even a year, but the things you endured left you scared in more ways than one.

You will never be able to forget the pain you went through on a daily bases just for some sick bastards pleasure.

"How did you sleep?"

Killers voice pulling you from your thoughts.

"Not bad accually!" You whisper

He was getting the necessary items ready to fix the door and frame.

"After I'm done here I have to cook breakfast. Do you wanna join me, or stay in here?"

You contemplate on it while you watch him work.

He was wearing jeans now, but was still shirtless. You felt that little fluttering in your stomach again.

"I wanna try and be around others, but I'm scared."

He finishes putting in the last screw and pushes the door closed.

Happy with his work he sets his tools aside on his desk and walks over to the bed where you still sat.

He crouched down right in front of you and took your hands in his.

"No one on this ship will harm you. I promise you that!"

Your eyes water as you search for his.

"Why do you care so much?"

Killers eyes widden at your question. He in fact didn't know either. He was only ever drawn to one other person, which would be Kid.

When he met Kid a long time ago, they instantly became like brothers and were inseparable. Killer would gladly give his life for Kid.

On their many adventures they have met a lot of people. They have killed and tortured their share as well.

At first when he found you he was angry at Jiro for doing something so stupid. He only wanted to help you because he felt he had to make it right for his foolishness.

But when he looked into your eyes he saw so much fear, pain and sadness. You were screaming for help with your eyes.

The fact that you kept your face covered intrigued him a little bit, and made it somewhat eaiser to form trust with you. You both had something to hide and you knew he wouldnt force you to remove it.

"I told you before. Your eyes are begging me for help!"

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. When you opened them, it was like Killer could see inside your soul as you slowly nodded.

"Okay"

Killer stood, and pulled you to your feet.

"Let's go make some breakfast." He turns to walk towards the door but stops and looks at you from over his shoulder. "So you know how to cook?"

You hang you head and shake it. "No"

"Oh well, that's okay! I'll teach you.

Your head snaps up at his words and you smile brightly under your mask.