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Chapter List
- 1-Dark Matter
- 2-King
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Why did the Hero Association make him keep an eye on him?!
And why'd he have to be alone!
King was just a liar who stole credit from Saitama on accident!
Well, he could've told them the truth at the start, but his anxiety was so high he just mumbled a yes and that was that.
Next thing he knew he was S class!
But even if he really was who they thought he was.
How was he able to keep the fabled Hero Hunter under control on his own. And he saw the fight he had with Saitama, there was no way he could keep
him under control, even with him looking half dead!
Keep it together King, he told himself, hearing his "king engine" go off. The Hero Hunter must've been hearing it, gold eyes peeking up under a busted face.
He wish he could play a video game, to try and stay calm. Everyone else seemed to think of him as "training his brain" whenever they caught him playing his PSP, maybe the hero Hunter would think the same?
But what if he tried something?! He'd have me off guard!
King sighed, leaning back in the most uncomfortable chair he's even been in, looking back over at the cuffed hero hunter.
God he hoped they'd have Silver Fang take him. The Hero Hunter was his disciple once, he'd be the better choice. He'd know all of the signs of where to dodge and where to hit.
Hell anybody but him would've been a better choice!
Maybe he can get them to have Genos watch him? Saitama would be nearby, so they wouldn't have to worry about the Hero Hunter escaping!
But obviously that wouldn't happen. King was never that lucky. But maybe he can pursuade Saitama to come over, if he ended up stuck with the Hero Hunter until his sentence.
They could play games the entire time.
And King would feel safe.
Unlike now.
"Hey," King snapped out of his thoughts. "Can you stop staring?" Oh! King merely nodded and looked away, gaining a hum.
A few hours later King looked up, calming down as he saw the Hero Hunter passed out. He couldn't imagine how uncomfortable it must be to sleep in an shitty metal chair with sore arms thanks to new high grade metal cuffs that hopefully can hold him.
King tried not to think about that.
Instead he pulled out his Gameboy and started up Legend of Zolda, playing as the hero Lonk.
If it weren't for the feeling of being watched he would've never noticed he'd had woken up.
King could've been killed and he wouldn't have noticed.
Then again, he looked too tired to even try, said man giving out a long yawn.
Reminded king of one of the cat girls in his dating Sims.
This was deffinately not a dating sim though.
Far from it.
This was like one of those horror games where you know your gonna die at the end.
"What's that?" Garou asked.
"Ah. A Gameboy," King told.
He has no idea what video games are, does he? King thought with a sigh. Maybe if I let him watch I won't be killed.
With that in mind, King managed to scoot his seat beside Garou's, showing him the screen, King telling him about it as he continued on playing, trying to imagine he's teaching Saitama about a new game, and not someone who could easily and possibly kill him.
Not much changed after that, and when the H.A. rep came in to tell him he could leave he saved his game and stood to leave.
"We'll call you when we need you again Mr. King," the woman told. King only nodded.
The next time he was called he was busy playing a game. Assuming the call from the H.A. was for a monster attack.
"Ah! Mr. King can we have your help please?" A lady asked.
"Kind of busy with a monster," King replied calmly, pressing buttons on his controller.
"Oh! Well if you have time after that we could use your help to keep an eye on the hero Hunter again,"
Oh.
"Yeah, I'll get there as soon as I can,"
"Thank you Mr. King!" King merely hummed a response and hung up, copying what he saw other animated heroes do.
The panic didn't set in until after he stepped into the room.
What if he tries something this time? What am I gonna do? He was definitely trying to learn wasn't he?! Isn't that stuff Silver Fang talked about?
King's panic calmed when he looked over. Garou was still a bloodied mess, like the last time he saw him.
Did they really not let him shower? King thought. Remembering last time he was there was three weeks ago. Well, there's not much I can do about it, he added, taking his seat acrossed from the villain.
Up close was worse.
There was no way he could leave him like that.
"Hey," King managed a greeting. Gold eyes looked up at him. "I would ask how it's going but...."
"It's shit," Garou responded. King nodded, expecting that answer.
This time King didn't scoot over by him to let him watch him play. He had the vibes of pissed coming from the villain and he didn't want to get anymore on his nerves.
He did want to live after all.
He did talk to one of the reps about Garou getting a shower though. They merely told him they'd talk to the higher ups about it.
Next time was more normal, or what you could call normal. Garou for once looked clean, or at least he didn't have dried blood all over him. But King could easily see needle marks in his arms.
Not surprised. King thought sadly. Of course the H.A. would wanna run tests on him.
Once again he took his spot acrossed from the villain, placing his backpack on the ground.
"Hey," King greeted, gaining a hum as a response. "Nice to see the let you get clean for once," He was hoping small talk would keep him distracted.
He didn't know who he was trying to distract though.
"Yeah, thanks," Garou finally spoke, trying his best to lean back, trying to get comfortable, soon sighing, and just closing his eyes.
A few hours past when King started to feel bad.
It was a dumb idea, that would most likely get him killed, but he knew how uncomfortable it was to sleep like that.
He sighed, and moved his chair beside Garou's, taking out a Gameboy to play. Waiting for the villains head somehow land onto his shoulder.
A few minutes past, and a few more until King mumbled something, gold eyes opening to look up at him. They looked away, then the villain slowly rested his head on King's shoulder.
It wasn't long for him to drift off to sleep again, King trying his best to not make too much movement as he played his game.
If you told younger him he'd have a villain sleeping right beside him, and that he'd offer his shoulder to be a pillow.
He'd probably say he'd have to go to the bathroom and never return.
Garou woke up only a few minutes before the rep came in to let King go. King nodded, standing up and grabbing his back.
"Later," Garou yawned.
"Uh. Later," King replied, heading out before his "King engine" could start up cause god damn when he yawned it reminded him of those cute cat girls in dating Sims again. Or maybe one of the fox ones? Dammit King stop thinking that! He thought, hurrying home, thinking up excuses to stop watching over the villain.
"Hello?" King answered his cell.
"Hello King sir-," a lady started.
"Is this about Garou?" King interrupted.
"-I...yes. is it,"
"Yeah, I'll come," He regretted it when he hung up, and he regrets it still as he's sitting down in the world's most uncomfortable chair.
"Hey," Garou greeted.
"Hey," King responded. Was he really becoming friendly? King thought. What if he really saw him as a friend?
That made King's gut twist, reminding him how he regretted coming here, how he kept telling at himself to call the H.A. and tell them he couldn't come. And if he wants to the only hero watching over him than the others are probably treating him like shit, unless it was Silver Fang, or Saitama, or Genos.
King decided to say "fuck you" to his thoughts, moving the chair besides Garou, who was eager to place his head on his shoulder once he sat down, getting comfortable as he watched King play his games.
King kept telling himself he just felt bad and wanted to give him a more comfortable position to sleep in.
The lies weren't working as well as they used to.
The next few times went like that, before Garou finally was approved for rehabilitation, the ex-villain moving back in with Silver Fang.
Other S class meetings they never really saw each other, and they where always far apart, but they always nodded greetings.
But one fated day they both somehow ended up in the men's restroom.
King hiding and Garou washing his hands.
"Hey," Garou greeted.
"H-Hey," King greeted back, hurrying into a stall, hoping it just looked like he had the shits, after waiting until he couldn't hear her anymore he flushed and left, washing his hands. He jumped when he noticed Garou still in there, looking amused.
His "king engine" started up.
"She's gonna catch on," Garou told, leaning against the sinks, arms crossed over his chest. King sighed, turning the faucet off and going to dry his hands, feeling eyes on him. "What miss a date with her or something?"
"It's...It's not like that," King replied quickly. He heard Garou hum behind him. "Well. I. I should get going," Garou nodded, using a hand to scratch at his cheek, avoiding eye contact as King left.
Next few times they've ran into each other was tense. King new what it was, but he wouldn't admit it, kept telling himself that it was just awkward cause it wasn't an actual friendship forming, that they were just being nice.
One day though, he saw Garou fighting and he couldn't stop the starring, his "King engine" going off, scaring whatever monster he was fighting off. Which it didn't run far before it was beheaded by another hero.
"Ah King! Thanks for your help!" One hero thanked, hurrying off. Until it was just King and Garou.
"Coffee?" King asked before thinking.
"Sure," came the reply.
King nodded, turning and walking down the street, Garou quickly catching up with him. The two going past the coffee shop, King feeling eyes on him and soon he found himself turning into an alleyway, far from where people would be.
Garou merely leaned against the other wall, looking right at him.
King could swear the eyes were saying "say it"
King regretted not actually going to the coffee shop, his heart racing again from nerves.
"Y'know, I like cream with my coffee," Garou told, quickly cringing at his own words. King tried to think of something to say, trying to remember all those dating sim options, which none helped.
"Agh! Fuck it!" Garou grumbled, quickly going on his knees before King could react, his hands finding his belt. He lightly tugged at them, waiting.
"H-Here," King told, hands going down to undo his belt, glancing down the alleyway to make sure nobody was coming down. He felt a hand slap his own away, causing him to look down and see that he was making it much harder to undo the belt.
"Make sure the dumpster covers me," King nodded, watching as Garou quickly undid his belt and fly, lightly tugging at his pants to reveal.
King looked away as magic anime girl printed boxers were shown, which were pulled down just as fast as his pants.
He groaned when Garou licked along his shaft, a hand going to the dumpster beside him.
He made the mistake of looking down, watching as the once fabled hero hunter lick along the head of his dick, and soon wrap his mouth around and reach half way when King felt the back of his throat.
King was about to say something to him about "not needing to take it all in one go" but had to instead stable himself as hands rubbed against what the mouth couldn't reach.
In a few minutes Garou started to bob his head, eyes in concentration as he worked King to full mast, King's free hand finding it's way into his soft hair.
He was tempted to close his eyes, enjoy the feeling, but he was hypnotized at the sight.
Garou's flushed face and mouth full of cock.
All because King let him sleep on his shoulder.
King couldn't stop the groan as he climaxed down Garou's throat, gold eyes looking up at him as he came down from his high, his softening dick leaving reddened lips after he felt Garou swallow. The blonde wiping at spit along his mouth.
"So?" He asked, looking happy with himself, despite King's dick just chilling in front of him. The shine in his eyes turned to worry the long King didn't respond. "Was it good?"
"Yeah," King hurried before Garou could go on, seeing the blonde sighed with relief.
"Good," Garou placed King back into his pants, King able to help him do his belt. The two heading out of the alleyway like nothing happened.
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