You awaken to the sound of muffled and distant bickering, your tired eyes stinging as they slowly slide open, squinting a little at the light in the room. 

The highest-ranking members of the sanctuary have bright auto-lights built into their rooms that switch on electronically in the mornings to let them know that it's time to get up, of course this doesn't wake everybody...it just stops most of them from peacefully going back to sleep.

Well, except for Kid, it seems. 

Yes, he managed to get you into bed for the second time now.

At least it's his bed this time and you must admit, it's shockingly rather comfortable.

You're not entirely sure why you're so surprised though, it's Eustass Kid, the master of this guild. 

Naturally, he'll have the comfiest bed here.

Speaking of the redhead; he is still fast asleep beside you with a strong arm draped around your bare waist while the other is nestled underneath his pillow, seemingly supporting his head, his hair is as wild as always but it's considerably flatter than usual, messily falling into his sleeping face which bothers you somewhat.

Apart of you wishes to see him at his most vulnerable point.

With gentle fingers, you carefully brush aside some of his colourful strands to get a better look at his features and for once, the man looks very calm. 

A subtle twitch of his eyelids every now and then but that's all.

No pout, no frown, no swearing and no brutality.

I wonder what he's dreaming about... 

A small scoff forces it's way out of your mouth as you picture the big and bold Eustass Kid dreaming about something stupid like unicorns or fairies. Almost automatically, you begin to tangle his loose locks around your fingertips, a tiny smile tugging on your lips as your eyes take in the sight laid out before you.

His naked body does an amazing job of keeping yours warm as you rest against his chest, although it does very little to aid your aching thighs and hips.

You can't control the light blush that dusts your cheeks as you think back to the events of last night; you had began to argue about how crappy his driving is once you got back here but it somehow lead to him testing you, trying to see just how much you wanted him as his greedy hands started to roam and fondle your body through your clothes. 

And after only a few moments, much to your horror, you ended up admitting that you want him very badly.

Everything else from that moment on is an ecstasy-filled blur mixed with a bit of pain but above all, you just remember screaming his name as an amazing feeling washed over your whole body. 

What have you done to me, Eustass Kid? Why can't I resist you? 

"Y'know..." The male mumbles lazily, his eyes still closed but his arm is tightening around you waist, almost as if he had read your mind. "For somebody who claims to dislike me so much, you're acting oddly affectionate..."

It's in this moment that you realize how long you've been toying with his hair, a regretful grimace plastering itself across your face as you swiftly retract your hand, only causing the brute to let out an airy chuckle as his amber orbs squint open.

The whites of his eyes are slightly bloodshot but you'd imagine that's just a morning quirk of his, his usual scowl dominating his features as he grumbles, free hand slipping out from under the pillow to shield himself from the lighting. 

"Fuckin' hell, I hate that thing." The man crankily grumbles under his breath, earning a small smirk from you in return as you huff to yourself, resting your head against his chest since the likelihood of this brute releasing your waist anytime soon seems slim.

But you're still exhausted, so it's probably a blessing that you can't get out of bed quite yet. 

A vague pout taking over your somewhat peaceful expression however, courtesy of Kid fidgeting beneath you while still grumbling about the light.

"I told Killer this fuckin' thing was a shitty idea!"

"Eustass." Much to your surprise, he actually falls silent at you addressing him, you can practically feel his stare on your scalp as he hums curiously. "You were actually rather cute when you were being quiet..."

"Ha, I know you liked--"

"It's too bad that you had to wake up."

"Eh?! Hey, fuck you!"

"I thought you did already."

Your sarcasm does well to shut him up, surprisingly. 

There is not a single peep out of him in response.

Of course it doesn't last long though; the redhead harshly rolling over your small frame, roughly throwing you down to his bed in the process and pinning you there by your wrists as a dangerous smirk enters his features. 

"You're getting a bit bold there, my little shadow. Should I remind you just who your boss is?" He's already settling between your legs as he murmurs these words, aligning himself with your entrance and causing a single drop of sweat to roll down your temple. 

"N-No, not again so soon! I'm still sore from last night!"

"Boss?" A voice calls out from beyond the captain's bedroom door before a knock follows, gaining a groan from Kid as his fiery gaze shifts toward the barrier, his grip uncontrollably tightening around your wrists in irritation.

"What?!"

Charming, Kid.

"You're gonna wanna see this!" The more the voice speaks, the more time you have to decipher who's on the other side, although it was rather obvious when you think about it.

"I'm busy right now, Killer!"

Of course, Killer is the only one who'd be brave enough to bother Kid in the mornings.

"It's important!"

With a disgruntled cuss, the beast releases you before shuffling out of bed and roughly slipping into his boxers before padding over to the door, barely giving you any time to cover up as he rips the barrier open.

"Somebody better be dying, damn it!"

With one swift as hell tug of the duvet, you manage to cover yourself as the masked thief enters your sights although with his face covered, it's hard for you to tell whether or not he saw your naked chest in that split second. 

Jesus, Kid! What the fuck?!

"I didn't realize I was...ahem, interrupting." 

Oh, for crying out loud!

"Yes, you are! What's so damn important anyway?!"

"This..." The blonde wastes no time in answering before handing your boss a newspaper, your ears pricking up as you eavesdrop on the conversation. "It would seem that Scratchmen Apoo has double-crossed you both."

Huh?

"'Employee and witness; Scratchmen Apoo claims that the master thief, Eustass Kid and his mistress held him at gunpoint while they unleashed dozens of mice into the restaurant...'" Kid reads out, somewhat muffled but still loud enough for you to hear him as he runs a frustrated hand through his hair. "'Luckily, he was able to give this detailed sketch of the thug and his broad to the authorities...' Huh. That ugly fucker can draw, I give him that. It does look like us."

"Kid, I'd take this a little more seri--"

"Mistress?!" You blurt out from the bed, completely mowing over Killer's sentence in the process as your brows knit together as your teeth grit. "Broad?! Who the fuck does he think he's referring to?!"

"[F/n], I think we have bigger--!"

"That son-of-a-bitch is dead, that's for sure." Kid being the one to interrupt his friend this time and managing to draw an annoyed sigh from the blonde's mask as he patiently crosses his arms over his chest, waiting for you and Kid to finish your rantings. 

"Hell yeah he is! I'll kill him myself for calling me that shit!"

"Like I'd let you have all the fun, little shadow! I'm gonna be the one to tear him in half!"

"Like hell, you'll take too long!"

"Damn right! I'll make it slow and painful!"

It would seem that you've finally figured out what connects you and Kid other than mutual lust for each other; apparently you both react awfully to being betrayed. 

"I'll cut each of his fingers off!" 

"Make sure you pull out his teeth too, my little shadow! One by one, you'll probably be doing him a favour though!" 

"I'll do so in your name, Eustass Kid." You darkly hiss with a sadistic smile, causing a slight glimmer to shine in Kid's eyes as his stare practically devours you.

"Killer, leave us."

"Sure, but one more thing, Boss." 

"What now?" The sexy beast essentially growls as his eyes fill with irritation before they flicker back to his oldest friend, his pale hand resting impatiently on the back of the door, seemingly ready to slam it shut at any given moment. 

"Bellamy described the woman who stole from us...a redhead."

"Yeah, so?!" Kid blurts out coldly but it's only brief before a bit of amusement fills his tone. "Wait, do you think it's the creep's girl? Does this mean that I get to stab her to death?!"

"No, I think--"

"Can you imagine Trafalgar's face when I tear out his slut's internal organs?! It'll be great!"

Once again, poor Killer sighs. Possibly for the third time during this conversation. 

"Kid, I don't think it's her." The masked male calmly voices, you can see how Kid's body slouches at those words, his excitement has seemingly vanished as a bored grunt rumbles in his throat. "She didn't want Law finding out so it's unlikely that she'd do something so reckless. Just think; what other hair colour goes by 'redhead'?"

Of course, Kid doesn't answer that or seemingly respond at all, he just stares at his friend while seemingly waiting for him to explain.

"C'mon, Kid, really?"

"Just hurry this up, damn it!"

"Ginger hair. Nami--!"

"Oh yeah, her." Kid grumbles. Even you had forgotten that she was your first job for a moment there, of course you're not surprised that she had broken in and stolen the money right back though, you've heard that Nami is a little...protective of her cash. "Go ahead, kill her. I'll catch up with you later."

"Damn it, Kid! Listen--!" Of course, all poor Killer gets is a door closed on his face before the redheaded brute turns his attention back toward you, his pale fingers simply sliding the lock across to maintain privacy.

"Now, where were we, my little shadow?" He calmly questions while approaching the bed, taking a harsh grip on the duvet and effortlessly tugging it out of your grasp and away from your naked body, the sight only causing Kid to run his tongue hungrily along his smudged lips. 

"Haven't I already told you, Eustass? I'm not yours." You cheekily respond, although it's more out of habit now rather than any desire to actually not be his, you're slowly starting to enjoy the thought of being called Kid's girl but...you feel that the second you happily accept such a title, he'll grow bored of you.

"And haven't I already told you, my little shadow? You will be."

Within that same second, you find yourself pinned back down to the master thief's bed and your sore body being explored for a second time within the past 12 hours.

Damn, this sexy bastard will be the death of me...

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