#suky

My baby boiiii. 🥺🥺 Very happy to write a lil scenario of you and him! Thank you for your kind words! Hope you enjoy this honey. 🥰

“Hmm, good morning.”

Killer hummed contentedly as you kissed along the muscles of his back while he prepared some breakfast for the two of you. You wrapped your arms around his waist and hugged into him tightly, head peeking from his right side to watch him cook as you continued to fully wake up. You two shared a peaceful morning of enjoying delicious breakfast, sharing loving glances and soft smiles every now and then.

“Seriously? In front of my breakfast? Get a room you lovesick puppies.” 

Kid’s words were hardly hurtful as they were in fact true. You and Killer had only recently developed a relationship with one another and therefore were deep in the honeymoon phase. You didn’t intend to be so obnoxious about it, but it was hard when all your mind could do was think about him; your body only aching to be as close as possible to Killer. He displayed the same struggles and it was highly unlike Killer to be so handsy and love-struck. He was always cool, calm, and collected, no matter the weather. But that was never the case when you were around. He embraced it, enjoying and basking in the equal amounts of love you two poured out for one another. 

Kid, on the other hand, hated it with all of his being. It was pure unadulterated jealousy and everyone knew. Whether it was because of Kid’s pitiful lack of a romantic life or the fact that his best friend was suddenly being swept away from him, no one could exactly pinpoint. Still, it pissed him off, no matter the source. You two didn’t mind. Well, you did, but Killer knew Kid best and assured you that he would get over it eventually. So you shrugged off Kid’s death stares and kissed Killer’s mask before retreating back to the bedroom to prepare for the day. 

As you both attended to your duties, the two of you would sneak off to steal kisses and quick embraces before Kid would grumpily pull Killer magnetically back towards him. It was hard to not be amused at the notion, but it was also becoming increasingly irritating that you two couldn’t express your affections freely without pissing the captain off. 

When you were minding your own business, tending to some empty boxes in the main hall, a sudden stampede of heavy footsteps caught your attention. You swore you’d never seen Killer run so fast and you didn’t even have time to blink before he was pulling you hastily through the corridors of the ship. Before you could question just what was happening, an angry scream like that of a sea king bellowed out and you could’ve sworn it shook the entire ship, “Killer! Your name’s gonna be changed to Killed once I’m through with you!”

You two arrived below deck and approached a pile of boxes. Quickly removing said boxes and tattered cloth out of the way, Killer revealed a door you’d never noticed before. 

“Wha-”

“Shh, get in. Now!” He shoved you a little too forcefully and attempted to cover what he could of the door with the cloth and boxes before closing it shut behind him. He bent forward in an attempt to catch his breath and you tried to suppress the amused smile that wanted to stretch across your face. Instead, you observed the room he threw you in; noticing some dusty boxes and bottles scattered about, seemingly attempted to be neatly arranged. Your eyes laid on an elegant table and love seat that both stuck out like sore thumbs. 

“Killer, what is this place?”

Once finally recollecting himself, he held his arms out in a ta-da fashion, “I know it’s been a struggle dealing with Kid lately and it’s been hard for us to find some time, or rather a place, for ourselves.”

That’s true. Kid didn’t care much for privacy, so he was infamous for barging into your shared bedroom unannounced on multiple occasions.

“So, I remembered this little nook that we really only used for storage and decided to turn it into our little space. A place for us to escape to. Do you...like it? I know it’s not finished, but I-”

“Killer, it’s perfect. I love it.” You beamed at him, making his heart flutter like a swarm of butterflies. He made his way over to the love seat, lounging back slightly as if his captain wasn’t just screaming with murderous intent mere minutes ago, and patted the seat beside him. Of course you joined him, sighing in satisfaction as you leaned against him and he held you snug in his arms. 

It truly was relaxing in the little home Killer arranged for the two of you. The tiny porthole above offered rays of sunlight that danced along Killer’s forearm which you mindlessly traced. The room was pushed away from most other areas of the ship, so all that filled your ears were the lull of the waves and Killer’s steady breathing.

“So, what did you do to piss the captain off?” Your curiosity was eating at you. You’d never heard Kid that angry before, and Kid was always angry.

“Don’t ask. Let’s just enjoy this moment while we can.” He mumbled, sleep heavy in his words. That was until heavy footsteps boomed closer and closer towards the two of you. 

“Where are you dumbasses?!” Kid bellowed out.

Killer quickly muffled your squeal with his large hand over yours. He brought his index finger over his mask to where his lips would be, encouraging you to stay silent until the angry beast that was your captain would pass. In a few moments of tense silence, the footsteps retreated quickly back up the stairs and you two took a collective breath of relief, easily relaxing into each other once more.

“Wow, this place couldn’t be any more perfect.” You cooed as you stretched against your boyfriend and kissed at his neck sweetly, “Thank you for this, babe. I’m glad we finally have a space to ourselves.” 

“It’ll probably only be a matter of time before he finds this place the longer we stay here. He’s stupid, but he’s not an idiot. So just a quick nap, then we gotta get back to work, okay?”