Killer x Reader

                                    

                                          
Not my image
                          
I decided to write a oneshot for one of the things I mentioned in the headcanon. 
                          
Tell me how it turns out!
                          
Background Knowledge 
                          
You and Killer have been in a relationship for five months and you haven't kissed once. You really want to, but Killer hasn't shown any interest in kissing you. However, he shows you a ton of affection, so you don't think it's because he doesn't love you. You suspect something odd is going on.
                          
Your POV
                          
"Y/n~!"
                          
I look up from my phone and see Killer in the doorway making grabby hands at me. "Cuddles~!" I smile at him and motion for him to come over. His empty eye sockets light up with excitement, despite their lifeless nature. He practically leaps onto the bed, engulfing me in a hug. He nuzzles into my chest, a bright smile on his face. I giggle and pet his skull lightly. For a skeleton named Killer, he's really fluffy and adorable. 
                          
Killer tilts his head up and looks into my eyes, cutely. I squeal at his cuteness and hug him closer. "You're so precious! I could just kiss you!" I blush at my own words. Killer sits up and looks at me, confused. "What's a kiss?" 
                          
I stare back at him incredulously. He doesn't know what a kiss is?! I sit up as well and look away blushing. "Well. A kiss is something you do when your in love with someone. Or when you care about someone deeply." He nods his head in understandings and smiles at me. "I love you! Can I kiss you?"
                          
I look at him again and I can't decide whether I should be embarrassed or if I should fangirl at his cuteness. He leans closer to me in curiosity. "What exactly do you do to kiss someone?" I scoot closer to him and cup the sides of his face. "First, you hold onto them in some way, like this. Then. . ." Damn this is awkward. 
                          
I lean closer to him and press my lips onto his teeth softly. After a split second, I pull away and avoid eye contact with him. "You do that." I'm incredibly embarrassed and all I want to do is curl up in my blanket and stay there for a week. I glance over at Killer to see how he reacted. His expression changes from one of confusion to one of happiness.
                          
He grabs the sides of my face making me face him. "Can we do that again?" It was impossible to say no to him when he was giving me the puppy dog eyes. I give him a small nod and he smiles. He brings his face closer mine and kisses me again. It was gentle and quick. He continues to do this multiple times. I was incredibly flustered and probably as red as a tomato.
                          
"Am I interrupting something?"
                          
I look at the doorway panicked and saw a smirking Dust in the doorway. If possible, I got even redder. I buried my head in Killer's chest and mumble random thoughts to myself. Dust walks in and leans on the wall. "After five months, you manage to get to base one! I'm impressed Killer."
                          
I glance over at Dust and he is reaching a hand towards the doorway. "I want my 10 bucks, Horror." I hear words of protest from Horror. "No way?! They actually kissed!? I swear I thought it would take them another month!" He sighs in resignation and he hand so Dust the money. 
                          
Dust stuffs it in his pocket and looks back at us. "So, have you done all of the kisses yet?" I blush furiously again. This can't get any worse! Then it did. Killer looks at me with confusion. "All? There are more?"
                          
A laugh comes from Dust and he waves at me. "Welp. That's my cue to leave. Good luck y/n!" With that he walks out, closing the door behind him. Screw you, Dust. I focus back on Killer who was looking at me, awaiting much next explanation. There is no way in hell I'm telling Killer what a French kiss is!
                          
I clear my throat and try to find a way out of this. "Umm. . .well. . .kisses don't always have to be short and they don't always have to be on the lips. You can kiss someone on the cheek or the forehead or even the nose." I indicated the different spots while I spoke. "So, like this?"
                          
Killer leans over to me and presses his teeth to my cheek. Then he proceeds to kiss my forehead and my nose. I giggled a little when he kissed my nose. He pulled a little ways away from my face when I did. His smile brightens and he kisses my nose again, earning the same reaction. I scrunched up my nose a little as he continues kissing it. 
                          
After a while, he stops and looks at me adoringly. "I like kisses! We should do it more often." I smile at him and nod. "That would be nice." He leans in and kisses me on the lips again, longer this time. Even though we stayed there for a longer time, the kiss was still gentle and soft. 
                          
He pulls away and hugs me again like before. "I love you so much, y/n!" I rub his skull and kiss him on the skull. "I love you too, Kills."
                          
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I'm fangirling at my own writing! I hope you guys are too!
                          
Bye bye!