Killer X Reader: Eating Habits

    Today, you were bringing back his old favourite. Ramen, of course. Killer always seemed to like your special homemade recipe over those shitty little packets Kidd would buy at a store as an excuse for emergency food. But of course he would… It was home made, and Kidd couldn’t cook to save his bloody life. Thank god you were there.

    Just as you were topping off the ramen in a bowl with some herbs, the sound of the kitchen door opening caught your attention. Looking over your shoulder, you seen Killer had walked in and taken a seat at the table.

    “Hey Killer! Whatcha doing here?” You asked, turning around to face him.

    “I came out to eat. I thought this time I could eat with you.” He replied calmly.

    You smiled at this. “Well in that case, lunch for two it is!” You said, brightening up at his words.

    Quickly, you prepped a second bowl of ramen for yourself, taking them both in your hands and walking over to the table, placing his bowl in front of him while you took a seat next to him.

    “Ramen? It’s like you knew I was craving it. How did you know?” Killer asked, smiling appreciatively under his helmet.

    “Woman’s intuition.” You grinned, taking a bite of your own.

    He chuckled in response and picked up his fork, but then put it down again as he reached into his pocket and pulled out some long… device thing that was rather out of the ordinary. Curious and intrigued now, you put your for down and began to watch Killer, realizing you’ve never actually seen him eat before. Killed noticed this and turned to you, before letting out a small snort of a chuckle.

    “Never seen me eat before?” He inquired.

    You shook your head no. “The fuck is that thing?” You asked, pointing at what looked almost like a straw.

    “You’ll see.” He promised, dipping the thing down in the ramen.

    Watching intently, you seen Killer pick up a few ramen noodles with the strange looking thing, and then, what you didn’t expect, was that he took it and poked it though one of the holes in his helmet, before a slurping sound was heard as he took it away, and the noodles swiftly slid through the hole, and into what was quite obviously his mouth.

    “Are you- THAT, is your eating habit?!” You asked with a sort of laughable shrill, almost falling of your chair at this point. “I knew you were hell bent on not taking off your damn helmet, but this is something else!” You laughed.

    “Jealous~?” He teased.

    “What…?” You asked.

    “All your delicious food gets to see under the helmet, and you don’t?”

    Your face flushed a light pink at this comment. “N-no! Jeez! Why would I be?” You shot back, turning back to your own ramen and taking a noodle into your mouth, sucking on it quickly to draw your attention elsewhere.

    Killer chuckled and watched you eat, but more specifically, followed the noodle you were working on. It was one of those endless ones that seemed to take up the entire bowl, leaving you on it for quite a while. He was very keen on it though, and seemed to locate it end. Taking his fork instead this time, he took a stab at your bowl, hooking a noodle. But, instead of jut fucking with it, he lifted up the bottom of his helmet and put the end in his mouth, and you didn’t realize it yet.

    As you ate, you noticed the noodle getting shorter, but going more to the side. Wondering why your food was more or less flying away, you naturally followed it with your face until you came into contact with something soft, alerting your senses. Looking up and finally paying attention, you seen your lips connected to Killers, and the glint of his eyes under a bit of shade from his helmet as it was lifted up to about his forehead, a smirk playing on his lips. Now, your face had practically exploded into a red blush as you quickly backed away, fumbling on your chair as you finished the noodle, staring at him with wide eyes and a shocked expression.

    “W-w-what in the hell?!” You stammered, staring at every feature of his face frantically, your chest heaving as your own face turned scarlet and hot.

    “What? Don’t like my eating habits?” Killer hummed, keeping his helmet held up by his thumb.

    “You face-… and you just-” You stuttered, trying to find words and reason to fit the situation.

    “Oooh, you don’t like my face! See, this is why I keep my helmet on. I always knew my face wasn’t the most attractive…” He concluded, letting his helmet fall back over his face, but not before he let a ghost of a smirk come over his lips before the helmet fell back down to his chin.

    “N-no! NO it’s not that its- U-uh…” You paused, face flushed deeply. “I just… What the hell was your… motive?” You asked quietly.

    “My motive? I wanted some of yours. It looked better.” He chuckled, leaning on the table in your direction.

    “I made them the same!” You retorted in a fluster. “T-that’s not it! I know you had better reason! Like… why would you just… lift up your helmet and… k-kiss me…?” You asked again, voice trailing off in the end.

    “Well… I thought showing my face to a beautiful girl would gain me points for her love.” He said, lifting up his helmet again and showing you that smirk you never thought you would see.

    “M-my love?!” You questioned with a tiny squeak in your voice.

    “Yep. I thought that maybe throwing in a joke, and kissing you without this helmet on would maybe make you fall in love with me~!” He replied, flicking his helmet and making it fall backwards and clatter against the floor.

    “Y-you’re an idiot!” You shot back, your tsundere attitude kicking up. “You don’t need to do that to make me love you…” You added on quietly.

    “Oh? I didn’t need to?” He asked, leaning in close, as he was intrigued to hear the rest.

    You winced, cursing at yourself mentally for not saying that quieter, or for saying it at all. “W-well… yeah. Why do you think I cooked for you exclusively? Because I- uh… s-saw something in you that I liked…” You stuttered quietly. “You didn’t even need to take off the mask…”

    Killer seemed to light up at this. “Aw, that’s so sweet coming from the cute little tsundere~” He cooed, intending to tease you.

    You blushed heavily and looked down and away, trying to avoid eye contact, leaving the place in a momentary silence.

    “So… You really don’t find my face unattractive?” Killer asked, breaking the silence with a smirk.

    “O-of course not!” You said suddenly and loudly, blushing when you realized how abrupt you sounded. “I just-… Always found you attractive by personality, so anything visual was just a bonus.”

    Killer grinned. “So this is just, per say, the icing on the cake?” He referenced, gently cupping your cheek with his hand. “Because if you ask me, I think that’s pretty sweet.” He added in with a pun.

    You blushed profusely and gave a shaky nod, gulping heavily at the contact as you practically shook at his touch.

    “I hope you don’t mind. I just think you should get a taste of something this sweet.” Killer said, leaning down with no hesitation in bringing you into a sweet little kiss.

    How did this all happen?! You made Killer food, and he came in to eat it with you, showed you a funny eating device, and then suddenly ate your food, kissing you with a lifted helmet, followed up with what you could call a confession. This was so… so fast! You really were in love with this man via personality, but you had no idea he had shared feelings for you. It had to be true though, because he never took his mask off for anything, not even for eating. This was pretty serious, and special. Face covered in red, you stared at his features of which you’ve never been able to see before, taking it how handsome he really was before slowly sliding your eyes shut, letting him  take your face and kiss it gently while you kissed back hesitantly, thanks to your tsundere type.

    Moments later, Killer pulled back and looked down at your heated face with a small smile.

    “You look cute.” He commented, grinning.

    “A-and you look… handsome.” You replied, trying to sound as smooth as he did.

    He chuckled. “That’s something I don’t hear every day!”

    “Maybe it’s because you’re always wearing that damn helmet.” You pointed out, finally cracking a small smile.

    “There’s the smile~!” Killer hummed, brushing his thumb over your lower lip. “And you make a good point… But it’s nice to know that kind of compliment is reserved for you and you only.”

    “G-god you’re so… w-weird!” You shot, still attempting to reduce your blush.

    “Weird like my eating habits?”

    “Exactly like your damn eating habits.” You nodded, chuckling slightly.

    “I’m fine with that~” He sang. “As long as I’m only weird for you.”

    “I… I’m definitely fine with that too.” You said, leaning over and landing a quick kiss on his lips, face still flushed red.

    “Nice face.” Killer commented, brushing your cheek with his palm.

    “Same goes to you, dork.” You retorted playfully, letting your tsundere walls fall as you flashed him a small, but happy smile, feeling honoured that you got to see his surprisingly wonderful face, even if it was over, well, food.