Psychotic Love

Shut up and sleep.

The corridor seemed suddenly a bit too long for you.
On your way to the door, you enjoyed a few more sips right out of the whiskey bottle and stopped at the door, taking a deep breath.

You weren't sure if there was any sort of way to prepare yourself for whatever reason Kid wanted to talk to you in the very late evening, but you tried your best.
After knocking just two times, very carefully, no one answered.
You waited for a few more seconds and raised an eyebrow at the sound of footsteps approaching the door. The door burst open and Kid glared down at you with his amber eyes.

"Who the hell knocks only two times?!", he almost screamed and pulled you in before you could protest. When he let go of your arm, you softly massaged the pain away and put the whiskey bottle onto the table.
Looking around, you realized that your clothes were not on the chairs any longer and your eyes wandered to your bag, where they were thrown onto it. You held back a sigh, to not anger the captain.

"I don't want to see your things on my table.", Kid took the whiskey bottle and put it on the nightstand.
"Alright. Sorry." After clearing your throat, you sat down on the couch and looked at him, sitting on the bed and glaring at you.
"So, you wanted to talk to me? Killer told me."

He nodded and watched your posture. Without even looking up and being focused on your arms, he immediately began counting the rules, which apparently were customized for you.
"You'll sleep on the wall-side of the bed and whenever I go to sleep, you follow. I don't need you to wake me up and trust me, you don't ever want to wake me up."

You glanced at the large bed in the corner, on which he was sitting, and didn't like the thought of being caged by the giant. On the other hand, you were closer to the ocean, which would be helpful in case he would try to hurt you.
But then you also wondered, why Kid would risk that.

"What are you thinking?", he stopped your fast calculations and you looked at him. His eyes were fixed on yours, trying to understand your calm behavior.
"Nothing. I am just tired.. and the alcohol is kicking in too.", you lied immediately and felt how your fingers were getting cold. Even though you were a perfect liar, your fingers always showed the truth and you never knew why.

Kid eyed your body carefully and stopped at your neck. It seemed as if he had found something.
"You'll help out in the kitchen and whenever there is a storm or a fight, you'll keep the ship clean."

You frowned at that last rule. "What do you mean by 'keep the ship clean'?"
"Exactly what I said. I don't want to see any water, blood, or any other sort of fluid on the ship.", he took off his fur and threw it onto the couch, next to you.
You watched him take off his golden bracelets and shook your head to clear your thoughts again, "I will do my best."

"Good kitty. That's exactly what I expect from you.", he smirked at you and threw the bracelets onto his fur. That's when you suddenly felt something weird right next to you.
When you looked at the bracelets, you saw blood on them.
"Do you like them?", he stood up and approached you.
"No, I am not into gold. I prefer white gold.", you lifted the bracelets and spotted fresh blood on his fur as well.

"Kid, I think you're bleeding.", you looked up to him and almost choked on your own spit. The sight of the captain standing right in front of you, with his eyes glued on you, made you shiver.
"Oh really? Why don't you take care of it then?", he grabbed you at your neck and lifted you up angrily, "Did I allow you, to touch my things?"
You looked at him carefully and saw some sort of excitement in his eyes.

"No, you didn't."
"Then why did you touch it?", he pulled you closer and you were only able to stand on your toes.
"I am still developing my power. Whenever I feel something, I have to look at it." Barely even able to whisper the words, he lifted you up a bit more and made it even harder for you to breathe now as you couldn't touch the floor at all.