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Cross Guild Week 2025!!

Day 1: Casino and Silent Observation

Jealous Lover Pairing: Cross Guild Rating: Teen Words: 2500

Summary: After watching his lovers during their casino night, Mihawk realizes he's feeling a new emotion: jealousy

Tags: jealousy, pda, fluff, comfort

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Blackjack. Roulette. Poker. Everything ran smoothly, people from far and wide, pirates, private investors, even undercover marines, came to gamble at the pop-up casino. This was Cross Guild’s new fundraising opportunity. A new way to for people see the efficiency and power of the new organization and drain away their money with a night of drunken gambling. The idea, surprisingly, came from Daz, Crocodile’s quiet shadow. Said pirate was in the middle of ‘lecturing’ Buggy about the finances and ‘persuading’ him to come up with ideas. And while the clown was babbling on about circus acts and robbery, Daz piped up about re-opening the casino. That had everyone silent, looking between each other as if trying to gauge the other’s thoughts. Buggy latched on as soon as he processed what the stone-faced Mr.1 said.

“Y-Yes!! And we could make it flashy!!! A weekend extravaganza!!”

That was enough for the three heads of Cross Guild to sit down and seriously discuss the requirements necessary to see this idea through. It wasn’t easy. They didn’t agree on the clientele, the security, the location, nor the food and drinks. But eventually they came to a tentative agreement. A one night fundraiser, on a well-known island that welcomed people of any and all backgrounds.

The three of them agreed to work different areas of the casino floor, playing to their strengths. Buggy would entertain crowds of people while pushing them to gamble. Crocodile would have one on one conversations at the bar to discuss business and Mihawk would act as partial security, keeping an eye on any potential miscreants. But as Mihawk leaned against the wall, watching Crocodile and Buggy do business, something dark took root in his chest.

Mihawk had never considered himself a jealous person, but he was learning so many new things about himself ever since he entered a romantic relationship with both of his business partners. As he glanced to the left he saw Crocodile leaned forward, head tilted, a smirk playing across his lips as a beautiful woman whispered something in his ear. And as he glanced to his right he saw Buggy, wearing in a glamorous glittering dress, strangers’ hands and arms and lips all grazing over his exposed skin, too close to be polite.

Then that terrible twisting ache gnawed at his stomach. It kept creeping up on him, every time he looked over at his lovers, surrounded by strangers who acted far too bold. That was when he realized he was feeling jealousy. He couldn’t stand it any longer, watching his lovers smile and laugh, returning intimate touches. It was agony to sit by and watch, his hands itching to wield his blade, but he knew it wasn’t the right course of action. It was instinct to want to swing his sword, but he needed to think. Needed to do something with this awful ache in his chest. Logically he knew Crocodile and Buggy were entertaining guests, trying to raise money through this pop-up casino, and pulling out all the stops to bring in as much berry and potential allies as possible.

He pushed off from the wall as soon as he saw the beautiful woman press a kiss to Crocodile’s cheek, her green lipstick a beacon, staking her claim upon him. He was across the room within seconds, his mind singularly focused.

“Hawk, have you met-” Crocodile was cut off by Mihawk plucking the cigar from his lips and cupping his face to capture his lips in a searing kiss. Mihawk could feel his surprise, the way his lips parted against his own, but this was necessary. He had to reassert his dominance, to show that woman who really deserved to kiss Crocodile. His hand slid across Crocodile’s cheek, smearing the green lipstick. He sank his fingers into his dark slicked back hair, tugging slightly as he tilted his head, deepening the kiss. Crocodile’s heavy breath tickled his cheek and he felt him melt, his large hand sliding over his hip to keep him close. Mihawk hummed in approval, rewarding Crocodile with a slick brush of his tongue. His fingers curled against his lower back, lips parting to chase Mihawk’s sharp tongue, tasting him. And Mihawk gave him more, as much as he wanted to take. Everyone would know what their relationship was now and he really didn’t mind announcing it.

Mihawk let Crocodile be the one to pull away, feeling pride at the taller man’s disheveled clothing and hair, at his darkened eyes and reddened kiss-bitten lips.

“What was that for?” Crocodile murmured, stealing the cigar back from Mihawk and pushing the stray hairs out of his face.

“I saw you, and I had to.” Mihawk rubbed his thumb over the left-over lipstick mark, smearing it into nothingness. Crocodile didn’t need the full context, not at this moment. He’d be more honest in private, without prying eyes and ears.

Crocodile let out a huff, clearly unsure whether to be amused or annoyed, but feeling pleased all the same.

Crocodile was about to introduce him to the woman again when Mihawk flitted away, drawn by the sight of Buggy being hugged from behind by a handsome man. His hands were wandering too low for Mihawk’s liking, and Buggy was too distracted by his audience to tell the man to fuck off. He knew Buggy was more likely to dismiss obvious flirting when he had two partners at home who would not be happy to see their clown –ahem- fooling around , with strangers. But he was in his element, grinning from ear to ear, showing off as he cheated at hand after hand of poker, racking up a huge pile of winnings. People were falling over themselves just to get a glimpse of the Emperor, especially when he was dressed so differently for this special occasion.

The handsome man laughed at something Buggy said, along with the entire crowd around him, and Mihawk could practically see the clown glowing from the praise. Of course he wouldn’t notice the man pressed against the length of his back, his arms holding onto his waist, chin resting on his shoulder.

Mihawk didn’t have a hard time approaching the table, the crowd quickly parting for him as he approached, more out of fear than admiration, but he didn’t mind. As long as they knew to step away, that’s all he cared about. The handsome man, however, did not seem to have the same instincts, still clinging to Buggy even when Mihawk stood right beside them.

“Hawky!! You won’t believe how much berry I’ve won!!” He grinned proudly, wrapping an arm around his shoulders to pull him in close. Buggy was moving a mile a minute, chattering about his win streak, but Mihawk glanced at the man still attached to Buggy and gave him a cruel smile, his eyes sharp and glowing. Buggy hadn’t even looked at the stranger, but as soon as Mihawk appeared he gave him all his attention. Still, it wasn’t enough. Like with Crocodile, Mihawk needed to make the message clear. Buggy was taken.

“Impressive,” Mihawk purred, pushing the man away from Buggy, taking his spot. “Why don’t you win this next hand for me, hm?”

He could feel Buggy shiver in his hold, could see the goose bumps forming on his skin from the swordsman’s touch, from his proximity. Good .

“Sure, anything for you, baby!” Buggy gave him a wink over his shoulder, biting his bottom lip as Mihawk squeezed his hips. He watched over his shoulder, catching what the others around him missed, how tiny pieces of Buggy’s fingers moved the cards to be in his favor, all of it nearly imperceptible, and aided by his ability to entertain while manipulating the game. It was hardly an admirable skill, but impressive nonetheless. His clever sneaky clown knew how to turn things to his favor. Buggy won the hand easily, and he turned in Mihawk’s hold, looking smug as he gestured to the fresh pile of chips. “For you, as promised.”

Mihawk slid his arms over Buggy’s shoulders and pulled him in for a kiss. “Impressive, you didn’t disappoint.” He murmured, pressing a kiss to Buggy’s cheek and before he could pull away Buggy chased after him, smashing their lips together. It didn’t take long for the kiss to turn sloppy; slick lips sliding over one another, hot breaths filling the spaces between them, tongues pushing and writhing over one another. Buggy grabbed two handfuls of Mihawk’s ass, pulling him flush, as if they were in the privacy of their room. Mihawk was very aware of the audience watching them, but it was all serving his purpose. This was about ensuring that everyone here knew that Mihawk belonged to Buggy and Crocodile. That Crocodile and Buggy belonged to him. His need to paint a clear picture, to wash away the prickling feelings of jealousy was more important than his dislike of public displays of affection.

Mihawk could feel Buggy getting hard under his dress, those gloved hands gripping him to grind against his hip. Mihawk grunted into the kiss, feeling a strange kind of excitement from Buggy’s shameless behavior and the hundreds of eyes upon them. Buggy broke off the kiss, mouthing at Mihawk’s jaw, up to his ear, his breaths coming out heavy and hot against his sensitive skin.

“Wanna get outta here?” He breathed into his ear, kneading his ass. Who knew being so shameless could feel this exhilarating? Mihawk was intially trying to send a message, but now he was getting wrapped up in something else entirely.

Mihawk’s lips parted, ‘yes’ on the tip of his tongue.

A heavy hand landed on his shoulder and he looked up to see Crocodile, his face unreadable.

“Come with me, you two. We have some business to discuss.”

Mihawk glanced around the room, most people were busy playing their games, losing their money, but the crowd closest to them all stared and whispered behind their hands. Already he could hear the gossip.

“Must be a lover’s quarrel.”

“Cross Guild might not survive the night.”

“Do you think they’re drunk?”

Buggy drew those eyes to himself, assuring the crowd that everything was fine, that he just got a little ‘handsy.’ He cracked a few jokes, some at his expense, breaking away into various body parts to match his terrible puns. The mood of the confused guests lightened, and it felt as though the previous mishap was forgotten. The three of them were able to leave the casino floor in relative peace and make their way into a private room, one specifically for meetings.

“I expected this of Buggy, but I’m surprised at you, tonight, Mihawk.” Crocodile sat down heavily in an armchair, lighting a fresh cigar.

“Hey! What’s that supposed to mean?” Buggy crossed his arms in a huff, flopping down onto the couch across from the sandman.

Crocodile continued, ignoring the clown. “First you kissed me, very publicly, then I watched you grope and makeout with the clown with an entire audience. Care to explain yourself?”

Buggy opened his mouth to argue but Crocodile silenced him with a look.

Mihawk looked between the two, weighing his options. Lie and avoid, or be honest and deal with the consequences.

Mihawk took a deep breath and sat down next to Buggy on the couch. “I realized tonight that I am a jealous lover.”

Two pairs of eyebrows shot up, Buggy’s jaw dropping in surprise as Crocodile rolled his cigar between his teeth. The clown glanced between them and sucked in a breath. “ Me ? You were jealous because of me ?”

Mihawk let out a long sigh, his eyes falling shut as he answered. “Yes. I didn’t like the way everyone touched you. Same for Crocodile.”

Buggy let out a disbelieving scoff, looking Mihawk up and down like he was seeing him for the first time.

The swordsman looked over at Crocodile through his eyelashes, wanting to gauge his reaction. Crocodile leaned back in his seat and rubbed his chin, taking a long puff from his cigar. Then he smiled. Then he started laughing, surprising the others.

“So that’s why you kissed me like that?” He asked incredulously between his laughter. Buggy watched, a confused smile growing on his face, Crocodile’s laughter a rarity, but contagious nonetheless. Even Mihawk wasn’t immune, lips pulling into a soft smile without even realizing it.

“Yes.” He admitted, letting out a chuckle himself.

Crocodile opened his arms, inviting Mihawk to sit on his lap. The swordsman took it, settling on his thighs, leaning into his hold. Crocodile bent forward, pulling the cigar from his mouth to kiss Mihawk. Soft and sweet and strangely comforting.

“I won’t let a single stranger touch me again. I’m yours alone and I only want you ; your lips, your hands, your attention.” Crocodile assured him, brushing his smoky lips over the bridge of Mihawk’s nose to his forehead. Mihawk’s eyes fell shut and he relaxed in his arms, as if he had been waiting to hear those words.

“Hey!! What about me??” Buggy scrambled onto Crocodile’s lap, squeezing in between the two brunettes, shattering their shared moment.

Crocodile let out a tsk and leaned over Buggy, who watched him with big hopeful eyes, ready for a gentle kiss, too. He cupped Buggy’s chin, the cigar smoldering between his fingers. He brushed his lips over Buggy’s and then bit his round nose.

“Yeouch!!”

“This is about Mihawk. Stop being selfish.” He scolded, pressing a soothing kiss to his bite.

“Bastard.” Buggy huffed under his breath, turning to hug Mihawk, tucking his face into his neck.

“Love you, Hawky.” Buggy murmured into his skin, rubbing his prickly cheek against him.

The swordsman’s heart swelled, and he wrapped his arms around Buggy and held him tight, pressing a kiss to his hair. He hadn’t realized it until now, but this was exactly what he needed to hear from his lovers. His partners. His best friends.

“I love you, too. Both of you.” Mihawk’s eyes met Crocodile’s and the taller man nodded once, resting his large hand on Mihawk’s head to pet his soft hair.

“Alright, glad we cleared that up. Now, we have real business to take care of.” Crocodile stood, making Buggy and Mihawk slide from his lap.

“Of course. Apologies for the interruption.” Mihawk bowed his head slightly.

“Do we have to??? I already made back enough money to pay off my debt!!” Buggy whined from the floor, making an attempt to stand but struggled as he was restricted from his tight dress. He gave up and chopped his body, floating around the other two.

“I doubt you’ve earned enough berry. And this isn’t just about paying off your debt. We’re trying to get our business of the ground. Afraid to put in a little work?”

Buggy pouted but hugged onto Crocodile’s back, plopping his chin onto his shoulder. “Fiiine!! But I want a reward for working so hard!!”

Crocodile rolled his eyes but muttered “We’ll see.”

Mihawk couldn’t help but smile watching his partners. He really did love them. It was strange, how one could find happiness in small mundane moments like this. But he felt it all the same, that bright bubbling in his chest, and he let out a small laugh. Despite these new emotions, these feelings awakening in him, it felt less daunting with Buggy and Crocodile by his side.

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