My Symmetrical Prince (Death the kid x Reader)

Chapter 1 - Surprise! I'm A Freak Too!

Kid carried me up the stairs to the front door. I stared in awe at the house. It was so symmetrical, nothing was out of place, the doors were inline with the outside and the skulls were placed in the extract spot as the first skulls. But it was completely black. Maybe because it is Deaths' house.

I looked at Kid. His eyes met mine as he jumped down off his board and raised his eyebrows. Quickly, I looked back the door and shuffled around in his arms. My awkwardness began to raise and it didn't feel good.
He moved to the door and pushed it open with his foot. As he walked in all I could hear was the clicking of his heels as he proceeded deeper into the house.

Kid took me to the kitchen, carefully sitting me down on a chair and went to get some supplies to help me with my injury's. My eyes scanned the room, black and white but very tidy.

A few minutes later he comes back carrying bandages and a few supplies. I felt the color drop from my face as I saw something I didn't want near me.

"Kid why do you hav-" I were cut off by the tall figure named symmetrical Kid.

"I have the needle and thread to help the cut on your cheek. I am going to stitch it, or it will get infected." He came closer.

Every part of me was trembling as I struggled to move away as he had a hold on me. Kid was inches away from my face, he placed everything down and gave you a warm smile.
"Just stay still and it won't hurt."

Kids POV

I saw her trembling.

"Just stay still and it won't hurt." I said. She tried pushing herself up but from the lack of blood loss she didn't have that much strength.

I sighed placing my hand on her thigh. I felt her tease up against me but she calmed down.

I let my hand fall and picked up the needle looking into her bright, beautiful (E/C) eyes.

'Perfectly symmetrical! Her eyes, mouth, hair. Everything!!'

I placed my hand on her good cheek making her slightly turn her head.

"Now hold still everything is going to be fine..." I picked up the needle and stuck it in her cheek, she screamed and tears started falling down her face. 'My perfection... I'm so sorry.....' I whispered in my head.

I looked at her and wiped away the tears with both my thumbs, "I'm sorry...." Sadness in my tone. I looked away and went back to stitching, she hissed as I pushed it though her skin again.

'I'm so sorry...'

"I'm 15," In a flash she was cut short by the pain of the needle. She screamed as I pull the needle out of her red puffy skin. "Sorry!" I yelled. It feels so bad watching this beauty get hurt.

"Can I tell you about myself...sometime...?" She whimpered. Tightly she gripped onto the seat. I just nodded in reply.

After a few screams and me saying 'sorry' I finally finished stitching. I sighed and looked over at (Y/N), seeing her cry made me and what to slap myself. I quickly wrapped the bandages around her legs and arms.

All I had to do was her stomach, "Uh can you lift up your shirt?"

'God I sound like a pervert!'

Without hesitation she lifted her shirt up. My eyes landed right on the bruises they were roughly on her ribs but more so on her stomach. I felt so bad because 1) She was injured pretty badly and 2) Those dicks didn't make it symmetrical!!

I bit my tongue that helped me hold back the acid on it. Quickly I wrapped the bandage around her stomach and she pulled her shirt down slowly.

Hoisting her up, I hugged her making sure I was away from her injuries.

"Kid...." (Y/N) said. I whispered, "I'm sorry about that. I'll teach them a lesson..." I said placing my head on her shoulder.

She sighed, "Kid it's not your fault. I do forgive you, but I'm not sure why you are saying sorry, people don't care about me...I'm just a freak."

I grunted, "You're not a freak you wanna know what a real freak is?" I let go of her and stepped back. I sighed, I really shouldn't be showing her this because of so many reason. Another sigh fell and immediately spikes shot though my skin and clothes. I watched (Y/N) stare in horror. I felt like a monster.

Your POV

I watched Kid shoot spikes on his back, shoulders, arms and legs.

I tumbled back, wanting to run but curiosity told me to stay. The thought of this made me smile. 'He cares about me, he is a freak but so am I...'  You softly smiled trying not to rip your stitches. He looked at me and gave me a quick smile.

"This is what a freak looks like," he said looking down. "I hope I didn't scare you...I'm not even suppose to show anyone..." He said his gaze turned to the ground. I saw the sadness in him.

"You didn't scare me and I'll keep it a secret." I got closer to him. Slowly his face raises and he stares at me. A small smile tugged at the ends of his lips. "I didn't?" He says as he brought his spikes back in, he grunted as they would shot in quickly.

"Not at all." A huge grin on my face.

He looked at his bleeding self from the spikes. My eyes widen at how much blood came out, "Oh my god!" I rushed over for the medical kit. Kid shook his head, "It will stop in a second." As I was stumbling back throwing bandages around and things that were in the way before I could start to apply pressure the blood flow stop. I stood in place, questioning. 
He shrugged, "I'm going to take a shower so I must go. Please feel free to do anything in the house." He placed a soft kiss in the middle of my forehead before descending up the stairs.

Symmetry is key, but my world can't be symmetrical without you. It is impossible. If symmetry is key then that means you are my key~ Death The Kid (My Symmetrical Prince)