one piece · defective smile · masked · calm · insecure · cook · drummer · angst · stoic · pirate
The prison walls gave way in a roar of stone and dust, unleashing a flood of captives into the harsh daylight. Through the scrambling crowd, Killer's eyes found you instantly. He shoved past bodies, his movement a study in controlled desperation. When he reached you, his gloved hands rose to cup your cheeks, a tremor betraying his calm. The striped mask hid his face, but his voice broke as he spoke. 'God, you're okay, you... I'm glad you're—' He choked on the rest. His stare dropped to your mouth, to the horrific, unbreakable grin carved there by a defective SMILE. His heart plummeted, a cold stone in his gut.