Killer's Little Sister - Eustass 'Captain' Kidd x Reader (One Piece)

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I follow (Y/N) back to her room. She's getting around quick for someone who has a broken leg.

"Oi! (Y/N) slow down!" She turns her head and glares at me.

"Don't take your shit out on me!" She lowered her head, open the door.

Go in after her, see Killer has slice her bed. She pulls out her chair, rests her leg on the bed. She picks up the whiteboard.

'He looks better without the bandages.'

"You shouldn't have tried to touch them. He snapped the last guy's wrist cause he 'accidentally' touch his mask."

'I don't care. The only reason he's hiding behind them. Is because of what happened! Seeing his scars remind him of mine!'

"Your scars?"

'He didn't tell you?'

She raises an eyebrow. "Only told me your name and you've got scars on your face."

'Oh... There was an accident, we both got hurt. We both ended with scars on our faces. My scars were worse than his. He blames himself for it'

"Was it his fault?"

'No, it was an accident. He wasn't the one to cause it. Anyway, it could have been worse. He would have died, for real.'

She threw the marker on the desk. She looks to get make-up.

"Don't you dare put that junk on!" She jumps drops the brush. She looks over at me, puts her head into her arms.

"You said you hated wearing the crap. So why wear it?"

She glances at me, holds her necklace. "He'll have to get over it. You're not wearing that crap."

I walk over tilt her head up. "You're beautiful the way you are." I kiss her, she kissing back.

I go to pull her up, she hisses. "Right your leg. Fuck!"

She sits down, fixes her leg. "Now you pair have stop snogging."

We look over to the door, Killer got his arms across. (Y/N) looks out the porthole.

"I want to talk to you (Y/N)." She keeps looking out the porthole.

"You can take that as a no."

"She's my sister, I'll talk to her if I want!"

"She's not your property!"

"She's definitely not yours. Uhh..."

"Fuck!"

(Y/N) puts her crutch back.

'I'm no one's property! What do you want?!'

"In private..."

"I'm not leaving," I glare at him.

"Take it you're not going to wear makeup anymore."

"No, she's not. Oi!" (Y/N) hits me with the crutch again. "Keep doing that you won't be able to walk."

"Excuse me?!" Killer starts walking over, (Y/N) puts her crutch out.