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seungmoonandstars · 5 months

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Good Morning

Kim Seungmin/Female Reader

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rating: fluff/explicit/18+ ಇ

comments: domestic idol!Seungmin! this was my very first Seungmin/skz fic! I wrote this as a precursor to blind date before I even knew I was gonna write blind date. hope you guys like it!

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You wake early…much earlier than usual, you think. The blackout curtains have been pulled together tightly, and you smile in your half sleep thinking of Seungmin carefully closing them, making sure no sunlight finds its way to the bed. He can’t force himself to sleep late, but sometimes he stays in bed, wrapped in his blanket and playing on his phone until you finally begin to stir.

Not today, though. You roll over to greet his empty, fluffed up pillow, and a carefully placed Pochacco plushie. You let out a breathy laugh and roll to your back. He’s not romantic—not the in traditional sense. He has other ways of showing his affection, and you love it.

Outside the half closed door, the tiniest clatter echoes through the hall. The sound of him swearing in a surprisingly sweet tone, a bang on the counter. He mumbles something else, and the walls of this apartment are thin, so no room for secrets. He’s making breakfast.

Hearing him gives you the boost you need to get yourself out of your tangle of blankets, but before heading to the shower, you open the curtains a few inches to let in a warm stream of sunlight. The room is tidy, save for a small pile of dirty laundry on your side of the wardrobe. As much as you try to mimic his good habits, that one hasn’t really rubbed off on you yet.

Another bang from the hall makes you jump, and you wait a moment for more. Instead, the steady swell of music fills the house.

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“Minnie, I would’ve done that!” You emerge from the bathroom in a plume of steam, and he’s there, snapping the sheets and blankets smooth again.

“Liar.”

“I thought you were making breakfast, I heard you dropping things out there.”

You wrap your towel tightly around you and head for the pile of clean clothes you’ve yet to put away.

“I did,” he says, turning from the bed to look at you. He runs a hand threw his hair. His natural color, you think, looks best on him, but it rarely stays that way. So you enjoy it while you can. “You know you take very long showers.”

All you give back is a goofy smile, and he returns it before sitting on his freshly made bed. He eyes and nose crinkle dramatically with his smirk, and you feel your face warm up as you turn your attention back to getting dressed. The towel slips to the floor as you fumble with your things, and his eyes are on you. You don’t look back, but you feel his gentle gaze press against your skin, and you blush even more. He’s seen you like this more than a few times, and it should feel natural, but he manages to make stupid little things like this feel brand new.

The music he put on earlier still trickles into the room, louder now that the door is wide open. You slip into your t-shirt and shorts just in time for his arm to reach around your waist and pull you against him. His body is as warm as the shower you just climbed out of. His other arm slowly snakes over your shoulders, and he pulls you even closer as he says something quietly under his breath—but you don’t quite catch it. You push your face into the bend of his elbow and place a kiss against his skin. He smells sweet, but not shower sweet. Just Seungmin sweet.

“You gonna be clingy today?”

“Me? No, never.”

His voice is airy and boyish, which you know is mostly an act, but every time he puts it on you get butterflies and your breath gets caught in your chest.

He lets out a sigh and his warm breath tickles your ear. Then his lips are hot against your neck. A tiny, innocent moan escapes you, making him pull you in even closer.

“Well…maybe you should be.”

You free an arm to reach back for a handful of soft hair. His lips part into a smile and teeth graze against you sensitive skin. But it only lasts a moment before his grip softens and he lets go, and the cool air of the room hits you.

“No, I’m hungry.”

When you look back at him, he cracks a smile that grows until his teeth part, and his tongue pokes out to lick his lower lip.

“Let’s go eat!”

You silently forgive him for teasing you as he leads the way toward the small kitchen. It’s already clean from whatever mess he may have made, but the scent of something savory is hanging in the air. Two plates have already been made up, and next to them, freshly made coffee.

He clicks the music off on his phone and replaces the sound with the television. You wait patiently for him to put on whatever drama he’s currently watching and join you at the table that sits halfway between the kitchen and living room. Seungmin put it in that spot specifically for this purpose.

“You didn’t tell me you’d be free today,” you mix your rice and eggs together in a messy pile before taking a big bite. Seungmin watches you as he drinks his coffee. “Unless you’re going somewhere dressed like that.”

He cocks his head to one side, and then the other as if he’s thinking, before shoving an entire fried egg into his mouth. It’s one of his favorite bed shirts, a little big and stretched around the neck. It’s hanging in a way that shows the curve of his shoulder and just a bit of collarbone.

“You don’t like my shirt?” He adjusts himself and his collarbone disappears underneath. The hair parted at his forehead falls forward as he examines himself and smooths a hand across his chest. When he looks up again, he’s looking at you through curtained eyes.

“No, I do.” You nod as you reach across the table and tug the sleeve down until his shoulder is out again. Before pulling back, you run the pad of your thumb up the soft angle of his neck and stop just underneath his ear.

Seungmin leans into it and his eyes begin to close. “Nooo you don’t, you just want the body underneath.” He combs his fingers through his hair again and licks his lips when his eye connect with yours again. He keeps a serious face for a long moment before his laugh breaks through and bounces softly around the room.

All you can do is smile back at him from behind your coffee cup.

“You do, right?” Now he’s leaning forward, elbows on the table, face cupped in his hands. He doesn’t realize how intense his gaze is, even when he’s just goofing around. The heavy, half-lidded eyes and upturned lips are fighting each other for dominance.

The silence in the room, save for the forgotten tv in the background, is only broken by the sound of your chair sliding back along the floor. “Do you want more coffee?”

Seungmin begins to squeak out a sound of protest, but stops himself and nods solemnly. He’s not very good at being teased, he can only dish it out. The difference between you and him picking at each other is he revels in it; but you can’t help but feel a little guilty every time.

As soon as his mug is full, you lean forward and place a long kiss on the top of his head. Than another on his temple. The corner of his mouth twitches upward. You manage one more on his cheek before he sweeps his head to the left and catches you with his lips. And he holds you there for a long moment, but it feels like you’re holding him there, so now it feel like a game of who’s going to pull back first. And neither of you like losing.

Seungmin cranes his neck up further, deepening the kiss. You open up a little, just enough to bite softly at his lower lip. He smiles, mouth now open against yours, but he doesn’t pull away. The taste of coffee is all over him. He shivers a little when you wrap your hand around the back of his neck and squeeze.

The soft groan he lets out goes right down your throat, and your knees feel like they might give out. You thought you could outlast him, but now you’re not so sure. You push forward anyway, because it feels like he can read your mind when you’re this close and you don’t want him thinking he can shake you that easily today. When you swing your body over his lap, he instinctively grabs your hip and steadies you on top of him, pulling you in and closing the gap between your bodies.

The force causes the front legs of the chair to lift briefly, and you get that dizzy feeling of falling, but Seungmin reaches for the edge of the table and avoids disaster. And he still hasn’t let go of your mouth. His tongue finds its way inside and you feel like you’re drowning. You cup both hands over his face and gently pull him away, inhaling like you’ve finally broken through water.

Refilling your lungs is almost distracting enough to ignore Seungmins proud grin. Almost. The skin around his lips is pink and already a little red from your teeth. His eyes shine up at you as he wipes roughly at his mouth with the heel of his hand, and his other kneads deeply against your inner thigh. It tickles at first, making you jump against him. But then his moan knocks the air right back out of you. There’s silence for a few moments; even the tv has gone quiet. You remove your hand from his face and slide it down his chest. He’s breathing heavily, and can hear the shakiness in his breath.

Seungmin is always cool and composed in these moments, but occasionally you time things just right, and the slightest touch sets him off like a firework. The noise that escapes him when your palm moves between his legs sends a shock of pleasure straight through you.

It makes you think he’s been waiting for something to happen; he’s been so busy for weeks and your time together has been limited—more limited than usual. He can’t always admit when he’s feeling needy, but he’s very good at finishing what either of you start.

His head falls back to expose his neck, and you dive into him. You can taste the saltiness on his skin, but he’s sweet to you. Always soft and warm and sweet.

Fingers slowly climb over your hips and up the small of your back. He’s walking them delicately across your skin until the hem of your shirt is lifted higher and higher. Goosebumps break out all over you, and he notices.

“Ooh, am I doing that?” He leans forward a bit and places a kiss on your throat.

You take the opportunity to run both hands into his hair, slowly raking your fingers through as you gently move your hips against him again. The union of both touches sends him into overdrive, and he pushes his face into your neck as a quiet whimper slips out.

You can help but giggle at his desperate little sound. “Minnie…”

“Don’t laugh at me.” It’s just a whisper, but you can tell that he’s got his innocent act going. He pulls back so you can see his face, but his eyes are closed and he’s biting down on his lip. He looks like he’s drunk, “Minnie what?” there’s a little attitude in his voice.

“Let’s move to bedroom.” You kiss lightly along his jawline.

Moving from the chair to somewhere more comfortable would be preferable, but using your legs now seems impossible.

He wraps his arms around your waist and sits up a little, almost like he’s testing out his leg and core strength. Seungmin doesn’t typically pick you up carry you places, especially not during sex. He thinks it’s cheesy. But sometimes necessity supersedes, and he rises to his feet with surprising ease. He hitches you up a little further and examines your surprised face.

“What?”

“Just, uhm…wasn’t expecting that,” You pull him closer until your cheek is nestled in his hair.

“Don’t be cute.”

“You first.”

“No,” he says matter-of-factly, and covers the short distance to the bedroom in a few long strides.

You prepare yourself to be dropped down onto it from his height—on par with his usual style of foreplay, but instead he sets you down gently on his side of the bed. He stands there for a moment, letting you look him over. The small bit of sunlight coming through the blackout curtains cuts him straight down the middle.

You start with his face, so serious and apathetic, but he’s not. His eyes give him away every time. His skin looks like honey in the gauzy light, and his oversized shirt clings to his skin, showing the long line of his torso. You grab a handful of his sweatpants and pull until his knee comes down gently at your side. Then his whole body is over you, palms pressed into either side of your head.

The shift in pressure where his hands and knees make contact, the change in temperature as he surrounds you, the soft sounds he makes while he’s thinking about what to do next…it fogs up your brain and you have to close your eyes for a moment. They snap open when you feel his hand snake under your shirt. He caresses the skin there as he lifts it higher, lips following up and up until he can get you out of it completely. His comes off next, messing up his hair in the process. That little grin when he shakes his head to fix it wakes you from your temporary stupor, and you pull him down by his hips until you can go after his swollen lips again.

His cock is hard against you, and you need to get out of your clothes faster. Your hand sneaks down to unbutton your shorts, but Seungmin stops you and works on the button and zipper himself. He tucks his thumbs into the waist of his pants and slowly tugs them down over his hips.

You watch eagerly, as if it’s not something you’ve already seen many times before. “Hurry up,” you regret it as soon as the words leave your mouth.

He stops and looks at you, but his eyes are big and wet, “you’re so impatient.” He says it in his sweetest voice as he grabs your hips and pulls you a little further down the bed. He makes himself comfortable between your thighs and kisses slowly along the softest, most sensitive parts, purposely driving you crazy. Again he moves to your stomach, only kissing, but drawing every one out to be as long, slow, and wet as possible.

Your fingers disappear into his hair, grabbing gently but not pulling, then slide down to the nape of his neck to knead into the muscle. He likes that. He moans heavily as his tongue glides across your nipple and up until he’s at your collarbone.

“Seungmin?” It comes out in a heavy whisper. You brush the hair from his forehead and place a kiss there when he lifts his gaze to you.

“Hmm?” He props himself up on one elbow and stares down. The eye contact holds you for a moment before you run a firm hand along his stomach. Your fingers reach his waistband and continue forward until they graze the tip of his cock. He moans and rocks his hips into the touch so he can feel you more. “You want it?” His voice is husky, but needy. And it feels more like a statement than a question.

He knows you want him, but you give him a nod anyway before pulling his face down again to place kisses on his brow, and down the side of his face until you return to his lips. The bed shifts a little and you can hear the rustle of fabric, and then from the corner of your eye, his last piece of clothing falls in a heap next to yours.

“Yes,” you say it firmly, and little desperately, because the anticipation is becoming too much for you.

He always does this, though. He loves the wait. It doesn’t matter how hard he is and for how long. He’s so good at being patient.

The warmth of his open mouth on your neck and the slow, silky touch of his fingers sends your hips upward. You stifle a moan, making what comes out sound like a growl in your chest. He sucks against your skin, deep enough to leave a mark, and his fingers work even harder to make you roll beneath him. He moves his thumb it light circles over your clit.

“No no not yet…”

He stops and looks down at you with eyes that seems a little darker than they did a few moments ago, but nods. His hand wraps around yours and he lets you stroke him a few more times before moving himself into a better position.

When he sits back and looks down at you, your entire body is suddenly on fire; with lust maybe, or it could be a little bit of shyness. Being so vulnerable never seems to get easier, even with Seungmin. Sometimes when he leaves for too long and returns, it feels like something resets—it feels like that first time again.

“What’s the matter?” He crawls over you until you’re face to face, but one hand tucks under your knee and lifts slowly. The head of his cock moves over you. You can feel the heat coming from him. Something flashes in his eyes. The uneasy moment is shaken away by his touch.

“Nothing, pup.”

He uses his free hand to maneuver himself. “Good.” He says it so quietly you almost don’t hear him.

He pushes himself into you gently, slowly, taking great care in feeling every bit of how wet you are as he slides deeper. This feeling of fullness is what you’ve been craving, and he knows exactly what you like. He makes sure to let you savor every second of it. That’s what he likes. Mouth hanging open…breathe shallow and hitchy. He needs to see what he does to you.

He pulls back, letting you get used to him, and then easily finds a pace. The soft moans coming from him drive you crazy, and a smile spreads across your face. He returns it with his own smile, throwing his head back for just a moment to let out a tiny laugh.

Sometimes he gets cute when he loses himself in pleasure. That smile is stuck on him now, and you love it when he’s not too serious. You take his hands into your own and pull him back down against you, making him laugh even more. But he doesn’t miss a beat fucking you, giggly or not. Seungmin nuzzles his face into your neck and gives you his most playful growl. His pace quickens when you wrap your arms and legs around him.

Lips find each other again, and Seungmin growls and nips gently as he kisses. Hips roll smoothly into yours, creating friction in just the right places, and the gentle rocking of the bed makes the contact between you so much more intense.

“Minnie…” you start, but your breath catches in your chest, and your brain can’t seem to form the words you need.

He doesn’t reply, though, just finds your gaze and holds you there. His eyes are half-lidded, but they flutter shut every few seconds. He’s trying to hold himself together, but you know he’s already getting close. You slow him down by putting a hand against his hip.

“Too much?” His eyes widen and his face softens.

“Slow it down…” You run your thumb across the skin below his lip, red and swollen from your bites. “Take your time.”

He listens, but the way he rolls his hips into you pushes you up toward the headboard with every thrust, and while he might be lasting a little longer now, you’re not sure you will.

A moan breaks the breathy silence. Seungmin’s moan.

He picks up his pace again—this time his hand reaches down and finds your swollen clit. Sparks go off behind your eyes the moment he touches you. Two fingers circle lightly at the same pace as his thrusts. Your legs open further, knees drop, giving him as much space and getting him as close as you can manage.

You want it to last, but you need to come. You slowly give in to his touch.

The only thing you need now is his full attention, and as soon as your eyes meet again, you fall apart. The last thing you see before your eyes roll to the back of your head is his cocky smile.

When your body finally relaxes under him, Seungmin takes the opportunity and grabs your hips. He lifts them, squeezes his fingers into you, and fucks hard. Faster and faster, still managing to find just the right spot, and you feel like you could come again. You wrap your legs around him and hold tight. A few more well timed thrusts, and the muscles of his stomach tighten—you feel his release in the way his body stutters for just a moment as he empties himself inside of you. He’s quiet until he finally exhales, and a long, satisfied groan comes with it. You can hear the breath catching in his chest and throat as he holds himself steady.

There’s more silence between you as he wipes a few damp strands of hair from his eyes. His fingers grab and slide from your hip down to your outer thigh. Only then does he pull back and free himself.

“Come here,” you use your other leg to nudge gently at his side.

He climbs over you and carefully lays his body next to yours, face in the bend of your neck. His arms reach around your waist to pull you closer.

Your wrap yourself around his shoulders, hands rubbing and scratching gently at is back.

Seungmin breathes in, sighs deeply, and relaxes against you. “I’m so hungry.”

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oomisluvr · 11 months

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(new!) domestic sakusa strikes again!

a/n: im so in love with the idea of kiyoomi meeting ur friends!! and them all getting along!! a short drabble, roughly 600 words. this takes place in the early stages of the relationship :')

An apartment full of five drunk girls is much louder than what Kiyoomi expected, but at least he knows he’s got the right address.

Three raps on the door activate a chorus of shrieks, and a flurry of footsteps rush for the door.

It swings open with a loud smack.

It’s your friend, the one from college with the dyed hair and smiley piercing. Kiyoomi rushes to introduce himself as your boyfriend, bowing lowly as a sign of respect to one of your closest friends. He recognises her from the pictures on your Instagram.

On the way up, he realizes she left, having opened the door and ran off to do god knows what. He blinks.

Should he… come in? Is that allowed? He’s still bent at a 45 degree angle.

He figures it’s fine, and steps inside.

Rounding the corner, he almost laughs when he sees you, crisscrossed on the living room rug, scarfing down a large McDonald’s fry like it’s your first meal in months. He sees where your friend ran off to, having joined the rest of you all in a gossiping ring. He pretends like he can’t see up your mini skirt.

“Hi.” He grins, boyish and cute and a little bit shy. His hair is still damp from his nightly shower, wet curls bouncing in his face making him look a few years younger. He clears his throat and waves awkwardly, “I’m Kiyoomi. It’s nice to meet you all. Thank you for taking care of–”

“Ki!” You cheer, eyes lit up in excitement. You pat the spot next to you with three heavy smacks, “What are you doing here? Come sit!”

Looking to your friend for permission to further enter her home, he kicks off his shoes and settles next to you on the rug. He kisses your forehead in greeting. You feed him a fry as thanks. Your friends coo at the interaction.

“I’m here to take you home.” He wipes a glob of ketchup from your chin. You’re gonna hear all about this tomorrow. “Ready to go?”

“Can’t I finish my food first?” You haven’t been able to stop giggling since he got here. You’re genuinely so fucking happy to see him. His Naruto themed socks make you giggle harder.

“Of course.” He confirms, adjusting the throw blanket to cover your toes, “Tell me about your night.”

“Oh my god!” Your other friend squeals, smacking the arm of the girl to her left. She’s the one that works in accounting, he thinks. You two get brunch every other Sunday, if he’s remembering correctly. “Tell him about the fucking bartender!”

All five of you double over in laughter, screaming half-finished sentences and pointing fingers at one another. Kiyoomi shakes his head in amusement, does he even want to know?

You all continue trading off stories and perspectives, and Kiyoomi feels like he’s watching a reality television show. Your nights out are much more exciting than his. At one point your friend complains about the low water pressure in her kitchen sink, to which Kiyoomi helpfully offers to replace it.

Kiyoomi’s never felt more important, giving a mini-lesson on how to change a water filter to five drunk girls. You all cheer when he flicks the tap on, the full pressure having been returned to the faucet.

When all’s said and done, you help clean up the food containers and blankets.

“Thank you,” you whisper, fluffing a couch pillow, “For helping her. You didn’t have to do that.”

“It’s no problem,” He whispers back, looking around, “Will they be okay by themselves?”

“Oh yeah,” You confirm, “We do this all the time. I’ll probably be back tomorrow morning so we can all get breakfast together.”

He hums in confirmation, “Ready to go then?”

“Yes.” You smile deviously, “But only if you carry me.”

Kiyoomi rolls his eyes, scooping up the heels you had tossed on the floor, “Fine. Only if I get to come to breakfast, too.”

kiyoomi is one of the girlies 💅💅💅

#sakusa kiyoomi #kiyoomi sakusa #sakusa x reader #kiyoomi #sakusa #msby sakusa #haikyuu #msby #domestic sakusa #domestic.sakusa

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rwrbficrecs · 6 months

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Hope you all enjoy our recs for November ❤️ (even though they're a little late!!) Incenatus by @missgeevious (book/movie-verse)

@suseagull04: I can't recommend this fic enough! If you love Twilight and The Phantom of the Opera, this fic is for you! A mysterious masquerade, a soulmate connection, and chemistry that's off the charts all culminate to make this one of my new all-time favorite fics!

Meaning Something by bleedingballroomfloor (book-verse)

@dot524: Really enjoyed this Liam POV that goes deeper into what actually happened with Alex and Liam, his relationship with Spencer, and how Liam reacts to Alex & Henry during the book. The feelings & coming out are really well done.

Needy & Greedy by @clottedcreamfudge (book-verse)

@heybuddy-drabbles: It's been HELL of a month in good and bad ways so I didn't have time to read much. I'm choosing to recommend a series of unconnected one shots, all steamy and delicious and fun and short for casual reading when you don't have much time to commit to a 70k fic. If you like smut tis for you!

Taste the Way You Bleed by @cha-melodious (book-verse)

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Camp Llwynywermod by bleedingballroomfloor (book-verse)

@myheartalivewrites: one of my go-to for comfort, all time fave fics. Alex and Henry as co summer camp counsellors, pining and bickering for years. The tension is top notch!

@dot524: It’s funny and I really enjoyed the camp setting and their journey from enemies to friends to lovers. This is a fun and cute fic.

Downburst by @cricketnationrise (book-verse)

@rmd-writes: an AU of The West Wing ep 'In the Shadow of Two Gunmen' - mind the tags, this is an angsty but beautifully written fic with very clever use of multiple POVs to tell several stories of love (including platonic love). This is so good I was mad I didn't write several lines in it myself.

@thesleepyskipper: Truly an incredible and unique work that was done with care. The way the various memories/flashbacks are done and how they are used as part of the storytelling absolutely blew me away. Loved that we got multiple POVs here too!

Underground by @zwiazdziarka (book-verse)

@suseagull04: An adorable kid, fantasy (including mentions of fantasy classics!) and a rescue mission make this such a fun read! The world building in this fic is phenomenal too.

A Long Way From the Playground by @three-drink-amy (book-verse)

@dot524: This is a getting-back-together AU where Alex & Henry were childhood friends who grew apart in college and then unexpectedly are neighbors. I enjoyed the slow burn here and the payoff — it’s just a comforting feel-good fic!

Five-Drink Henry by @whimsymanaged (book-verse)

@daisymae-12: I was honestly already hooked from the title and the fic did not disappoint – so much so that I’ve reread it so many times the past month. Loved everything about this fic!!

The Domestication of Household Spiders by @cultofsappho (book-verse)

@daisymae-12: This was everything I didn’t know I needed from a spiderman AU! Loved it so much. There’s also 2 new recent fics published in this series – plenty of spiderman Alex to read!!

you make it look so easy, i know it's not by @anincompletelist (book-verse)

@daisymae-12: A really fun fic about Henry’s first American Thanksgiving not quite going to plan. I was already laughing from the summary alone

The great turkey calamity? by @smblmn (book-verse)

@zwiazdziarka: This fic tells us what is actually means to talk turkey and this once Cornbread is a star he deserves to be. It's crack, it's exsistential crisis, it's hilarious. Oh, and Alex and Henry fall in love here too.

Lay You Down by ronans (book-verse)

@inexplicablymine: when I tell you the fluff is fluffing, Henry runs a sleep YouTube and Alex is in his comment section and in his DM’s and in his head. Do yourself a favor if you need a sweet treat today and read this work

@thesleepyskipper: OMG this could not be any cuter. I loved the way we got to see their relationship grow as they got to know each other online. Truly an adorable, well-written story that will plaster a smile on your face throughout.

Risk is Just a Board Game by @three-drink-amy (book-verse)

@suseagull04: Angst, domestic fluff, college AU, the holidays- this fic has it all! A look at why friends with benefits isn't always the best idea that culminates in an ending reminiscent of a Hallmark movie.

On My Mind (Let's Go) by @sparklepocalypse (movie-verse)

@zwiazdziarka: contrary to popular fanon, Henry can dance and here he uses that to get what he wants on New Year's Eve party. No notes, just go and read it.

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queenshelby · 11 months

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Forbidden Desire (Part Nine)

Pairing: Thomas Shelby x Reader (Female/Incestuous)

Warnings: Incest (at this stage accidental), Age Gap, PTSD, Domestic Abuse, Self-Harm, Fluff, Smut

Nervously, you took Tommy’s hand and followed him upstairs which is where his bedroom was located.

The large bed in which he slept night and night out was beautifully appointed in the middle of the room and beneath the large window facing east.

The window was open, allowing some fresh air to flow through into the house but Tommy decided to close it before pulling you in for another kiss.

“Fuck, you are beautiful’ Tommy then said after his lips pulled away from yours and as he gazed over your body with his deep blue eyes. You were nervous as you stood in front of him entirely vulnerable, but you refused to let your nervousness control you this time.

“If you say so” you gasped while, all so gently, Tommy untied the bow that was holding together your satin dress, resulting in it to drop to the bottom of the floor.

After the dress landed on the floor and Tommy had the chance to stare at your naked body and his hands travelled back up your sides, grazing your breasts lightly before they reached your neck. Cupping your face with both hands, he brought you in for another kiss.

‘You are so fucking perfect’ he then said, making you blush d and Tommy noticed that, perhaps, you felt a little shy with all the attention.

“Come on Love” he thus said before guiding you onto the bed and, as he guided you onto the bed, he fluffed the pillows around you so that you were cradled in a nest of clouds and, only when he was satisfied that you were comfortable, he began to undress.

You watched him with hungry eyes until, eventually, he joined you on the bed which is when, again, he kissed you, and again you felt your limbs go weak as your mind went dizzy.

As he was hovering over you, kissing you passionately, you started to caress every part of his body that you could reach.

Your hands shook nervously and you were unsure about what to do, but you tried your best to appear somewhat confident.

‘Do you want to stop?’ he asked as he could feel you shaking lightly, but you shook your head.

‘No! I want more!’ you told him with as much confidence as you could muster but Tommy could not be fooled. He could sense that you were nervous and, with that, he whispered into your ear.

‘Okay, then just relax and let me take care of you, eh’ he said reassuringly before his lips pressed against yours and then they pressed to your chin, a gentle caress before moving on to your neck. His hair fell to the side of his face, tickling your skin as he feathered his way to your collarbone, his lips worshiping each patch of skin they pressed against. The tip of his tongue traced paths from freckle to freckle, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind as he mapped out your skin.

‘Oh god Tommy. This feels so nice’ you whimpered as his fingertips brushed against your breast, prodding lightly as he held one in his hand. The kisses journeyed on, marking your chest and the tops of your breasts until his face was nestled in your cleavage. Again, his tongue darted out, finding an especially sensitive spot between your breasts that made me tremble beneath him.

The mix of anticipation and apprehension was intoxicating. You wanted to lose yourself under Tommy’s body, revelling in the feel of his lips against you, but the fear and excitement of what was to come clouded your mind. You told yourself to relax, to enjoy what was happening, to embrace the new sensations and the way electricity seemed to spark at Tommy’s lips and travel through your body. But your mind kept playing tricks on you and your nervousness took over.

Tommy glanced up at you, aware of the tension running through you.

‘Tell me what you are thinking Love’ Tommy thus said gently and you bit your lip, not wanting to admit that you were out of your comfort zone.

‘I am just a little nervous’ you whispered in between soft moans.

‘Do you want me to stop?’ Tommy then asked but you shook your head.

‘No’ you said as you finally closed your eyes and let your sensations take over your mind and, with that, Tommy trailed kisses over your breasts again, alternating between both of them.

‘That feels so nice’ you told him and, just as you were spurring him on with your soft moans, he sucked one of your nipples into his mouth gently and then flicked it with his tongue.

“Oh god” you gasped as a jolt of that captivating electricity shot to your core and you moaned quietly as the hot wetness of his mouth moved against you.

You had not expected it to feel so good and Tommy spent quite a while there. Your enjoyment of what his mouth was doing was obvious to him and it was not until you squirmed beneath him, with your pussy so wet you could hardly stand it, that he tore his heated attention away from your nipples and began kissing the underside of your breast.

He kissed your ribs, his tongue resuming its roaming from freckle to dotted freckle down your stomach. Both hands gripped your sides as he nuzzled against your belly button, then lowered to your hips as his lips moved an inch lower. He kissed that spot, and then an inch lower than that, and again until his lips reached the top of your mound.

You watched, your lips parting in astonishment as his head moved between your legs.

‘Do you want me to kiss you right here?’ Tommy then asked quietly as he gently brushed his fingers over your naked sex, causing you to inhale sharply.

“With your mouth?” you asked surprised and in a foolish kind of manner while holding back your moans and Tommy simply smirked again.

“Yes, with my mouth Love. I want to use my tongue to make you cum” Tommy then explained before waiting for your approval and you were somewhat surprised by his request.

“Uhm, do people usually do this?” you stammered incoherently and Tommy nodded and chuckled all at the same time.

“Some do” Tommy confirmed while toying with your pussy, causing you to moan loudly again before, finally, you agreed to what Tommy had suggested and, with that, he started descending towards his destination.

Just as your naked mound came into view, Tommy let out a groan, seeing again how perfect it looked and your breathing came out in rapid gasps, as Tommy put a finger close to your opening and began to move it up and down. It was almost like he was assessing you, taking in every single curve and fold. You looked so tight and so perfectly sweet.

Then, Tommy’s fingers pulled at your lips gently, parting them, and you felt the cool air of the room against your hot opening for just an instant, before his soft and hot mouth covered your hole with a sudden wet intensity.

“Holy fuck Tommy” you screamed almost instantly while you pulled and squirmed against him, but not to try and get away from him, but rather to adjust to the intensity of your arousal.

“Oh my god. I can’t take it” you moaned as Tommy licked your parting lips, swollen and wet with arousal.

“Yes you can. Just relax” Tommy said in response before he made his way into your slit as far as he could go, getting to taste you and smell your amazing scent.

“Oh god yes” you gasped and screamed with arousal and soon began to explode with pleasure. Your body was extremely hot already and it took Tommy less than five minutes to make you cum. You started pulsating all over. You squirmed, but your body felt weak to Tommy’s tongue. He was controlling you in every way and you shut your mouth to stop your cries of pleasure out of embarrassment for the fact that you were enjoying this, an act you would otherwise consider somewhat dirty and sinful.

But, Tommy could hear you through your closed lips, as the pleasure continued to build and build and, eventually, you could not take it anymore, and screamed out.

“Tommy, oh god! Fuck! Please” you screamed, unsure what you were even pleading for as Tommy started to move his tongue in and out of you faster and then licking your clit as he came out. What was this? Why was he doing this? You arched your back involuntarily; your whole body was reacting to him, at his whim. You could not help but moan; it just felt so incredibly good.

"Please!" you gasped out again as you felt yourself building and building and then, suddenly, your whole body burst into an intense flame of desire and lust. You came so hard that you screamed at the sensation as Tommy licked and sucked you roughly and you knew that he would not relent until you were done.

Eventually, you slowly came down from your high and Tommy lifted himself from you and looked up at your sweating, heaving body. You looked down at him, and the corner of his mouth formed into a small smile. You swallowed hard, overwhelmed by your body's reaction to him. You were exhausted.

"This is not what I had expected” you managed to say through heaving breaths and with a smile and, as soon as those words left your mouth, Tommy’s mouth lifted into a grin. You had never seen him smile like this before, but there it was. A genuine smile.

"But, you seem to have enjoyed it” Tommy then said with a little laugh before he positioned himself on top of you.

“I did. God. It was intense” you heaved before asking him what you tasted like.

“Like honey” was Tommy’s response before bringing his lips to yours and making you taste yourself on him which was something that aroused you all over again.

“I am ready for you to fuck me Tommy. Please!” you then stammered against Tommy’s lips and your heart stuttered as you realized that you could already feel the head of his cock nudging against your virginal flesh.

“You are Love. I can tell” Tommy said and his words made you moan as your body yearned for the completion of the visual that you were already painting in your head. You wanted him inside you and you wanted to feel him moving, splitting you open.

Tommy pulled back, his eyes intent on your face as he shifted your hips and you could feel him at the entrance of your body.

‘I will go slow. But it may hurt since you have never done it before’ Tommy then told you and your eyes went as wide as they could when he nudged against you, his own eyes taking in ever flicker of your expression as he began to press inwards.

‘I know. I am prepared” you confirmed with a low moan, wanting him to finally take you, but Tommy took his time and told you to let him know if and when you wanted him to stop.

“Please Tommy. I want this! Now, just fuck me already” you reassured him and, unbeknownst to you, for Tommy, the thought of being the first man to be inside of you was insanely arousing to say the least.

“Alright Love” he groaned and, whilst the barrier to your body wasn’t thick, he began to feel the resistance as he pushed into you slowly.

“Please” you said again as you could feel it yourself and, with that, Tommy began to push into you a little harder which is when you could feel your hymen tear.

‘Fuck’ Tommy then groaned again in disbelieve as he slipped all the way into you. He never felt anything like it. Not just the way your body gave in beneath him, but also the exquisite tightness of your untouched channel was what made him feel so incredibly aroused.

He was the first to touch you in this way and the first to make you experience these sensations and, at least going by your eyes, you did not appear to be in too much pain.

“Oh god Tommy” you gasped as you writhed beneath him, your legs parting and coming together as your body tried to decipher how best to deal with its new circumstances.

‘I feel so full’ you moaned and he was not even moving inside of you yet.

‘Are you alright, Love?” Tommy asked, caressing your body as he slowly settled his length into the clasp of your heat. It was the slickest, most velvety glove imaginable and it took all of his willpower not to rut inside of you. Of course, he could if he wanted to, but he wanted you to enjoy every moment of your union.

“Yes. It did only hurt for a moment. I am good now I think” you reassured him, causing Tommy to smile.

“Good. I will just let you get used to it for now, eh? We’ve got all day” Tommy then said and you nodded with a smile. Tommy cared for your pleasure and thus held himself immobile inside of you as he kissed you passionately for the first time since entering you.

“Oh god…” you moaned against his lips almost involuntarily as you kissed before looping your arms around his neck so that he could caress you, which also when he began rocking ever so gently with his hips so that his groin would press against your clit.

He could feel your inner muscles tighten and loosen as your sheath slowly accustomed itself to its new dimensions, accommodating the length and girth of his cock. When you began to rock back against him, your arms tightening around his neck, then he knew you were ready.

Clasping your hips, he began to withdraw, carefully and gently, before slowly sinking back inside of you.

You were beside yourself with all the overwhelming sensations. Although the sore ache of your muscles stretching to allow Tommy to invade your body had somewhat lessened your arousal, he was well on his way to building it back up again. You could not believe how incredible it felt to have him moving inside of you, to feel him so deeply in your belly that with each gentle thrust you were sure he was deeper inside of you than anything was supposed to go.

Your whimpers were hushed by his lips as his tongue delved into your mouth, and you kissed him back. Your body responded to him greedily, wanting him harder, faster, deeper. Your body was beginning to ache, deep inside where you had never felt such a need before, and his thrusting cock was pushing that ache higher and higher.

Moving against him, purely by instinct, you could feel him begin to loosen some of that iron self-control he had been using with you. He groaned into your mouth, plundering you with his kiss as his pumping hips began to move faster.

He hooked his arms under your legs, pulling them upwards so that you were almost bent in half and every thrust had his body pressing hard against your clit. Now every thrust felt so deep inside of you that you had the wild thought you could actually feel him in your throat.

‘Oh my god…I am…I feel…” you barely managed to say as you screamed, hanging onto his neck, as the most intense orgasm of your life slammed into your like a freight train.

‘Let go for me Love” Tommy chuckled in response. He wanted you to cum. It was a hot bliss, ravaged ecstasy, blinding fireworks. You could feel your insides squeezing him, rippling around him in convulsions that you couldn’t control and didn’t want to. Every hard thrust had your climbing higher and higher on a wave of pleasure that seemed unending until it hit you like freight train.

“Oh my god Tommy. Fuck!” you screamed as you reached the peak and, when Tommy bellowed out his own climax and thrust hard, you could actually feel him throbbing inside of you, feel the pulse of his cock against your tight tunnel as you began to milk the jets of cum from him. You were pressed so tightly together and you were cradled in his arms. He surrounded you, inside and out, and you had never felt so alive, so feminine.

‘You feel incredible Love. So tight. Fucking perfect” Tommy’s voice was husky as his weight came fully down on top of you, pressing you further into the bed. You snuggled your face into his chest as you felt yourself contract around him in quivering little shudders of post orgasmic bliss.

‘Don't move, please’ you said, your face still flushed with your excitement. You stroked Tommy’s hair lovingly. ‘I like the way you feel inside me...’ you then told him and he smiled.

‘If it was for me, I would stay here like this forever’ Tommy said softly, enjoying the little ebbing rippled from your tight walls against his length. He smiled and kissed your lips softly.

‘I think that…uhm…I…” you then stammered with a look of wonder crossing your face. You never expected your first time to be so good and pleasurable.

‘What is it Love?’ Tommy questioned with little concern while slowly, but surely, withdrawing from you.

“I may be in love with you’ you said while sighing with disappointment when you began to feel so empty all so suddenly.

“That’s good” Tommy responded almost immediately, smirking.

“How so?” you wondered while closing your legs slightly and feeling how your combined essence escaped your somewhat sore passage.

“Because I think that I may be in love with you too” Tommy then said before kissing you once more.

To be continued…

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Torn Apart- Final Chapter

So this is the final chapter of my little series. It's a little ambiguous, but focuses on the reader's freedom to do as they like, which is pretty much the main thing Luffy cares about. Remember, you can commission alternative endings.

Warnings: Conflicted emotions, talk of leaving family, lots of crying, missing people, conflict with Zoro.

WC: 9.6k

The next morning you woke to a gentle knock on your door. It was Sanji bringing you breakfast, as he’s done every day for the last week.

“Mon Ange, I’m here with your breakfast!”

You sat up with a yawn, blearily opening your eyes. You blinked at him as he set up your breakfast at the small table.

“Mornin, Sanji” you murmured. Law’s proposition swirled back into your half-asleep thoughts and you sighed deeply. You could tell Sanji was looking at you curiously but with also a little bit of worry.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked, pouring some coffee and juice. Law finally allowed you to have your caffeine fix when he was certain it wouldn’t cause harm to you, which was 4 days after the surgery. You shook your head honestly.

“No, not really.”

Sanji’s curled eyebrows drew together slightly, creasing the smooth skin.

“Bad dreams?”

“No, just restless” you said. It was a half-truth. You were actually restless and part of the issue was that you just felt like you’ve rested too long, but the other part was because of Law’s proposition. He brought you the steaming cup of coffee and helped you sit up with a hand between your shoulder blades. You couldn’t help but notice how warm he was, and how you didn’t feel any callouses scraping over your shirt. He was so different compared to Law and Zoro. You knew you shouldn’t compare people, but you just couldn’t help it.

“Thanks” you murmured as you settled upright.

“It’s only natural,” he said with a smile. He handed you the coffee and fluffed the pillows supporting your back. He seemed to notice that you were distracted, but didn’t push the topic so soon after you waking up. You leaned back into the cushions and took a deep breath, smelling the rich scent of coffee, prepared just the way you liked. You stared into space as you took a few sips, letting your body wake up. Your attachment sites were stinging, but less than before when you were learning to eat. You had enough control now to use both hands to tip the large, half-filled mug to your lips. You still occasionally clacked it harshly against your lips and teeth, but it was better than not having arms.

“Law says that I can have Chopper help give me a bath today” you said quietly. Sanji looked at you from fussing over the place setting with an inquisitive look.

“Yeah? You must feel relieved. I still think you are just as lovely as any other day,” he said flirtatiously. You smiled a little at him.

“Always the flirt” you teased. He smiled back, hands clasped in front of his chest.

“Especially for you, mon Ange,” he said with a dramatic bow. You giggled, and he looked up at you with awe. You stood, and he held a hand out to help you up. You placed your cold, metal one in his, and he kissed it lightly before taking his other arm and placing it in the middle of your back. He didn’t really need to help you up, but you savored how warm his hand was in yours. You could also feel how hot the coffee mug was, clasped in your free hand. You were starting to feel more heat-like sensations, but you knew you couldn’t get burned. It was really rather strange.

Once you were standing, he pulled out your chair like a gentleman and then sat across from you. He kept you company while you ate, eating his own breakfast with you. It almost felt… domestic. You loved it. He began chatting about various topics, but he slowly brought up the idea of you coming back to the ship. You swallowed hard.

“Sanji… I want to ask you something,” your tone was serious and he looked at you with surprise before becoming serious as well.

“Anything, my dear.”

You took a deep breath and let it out, looking down at your half-finished plate.

“What if I were to live somewhere else for a while, just while I was healing? Do you think that Luffy would allow that? Do you think I’d have to learn how to live with Zoro again? I haven’t seen him at all… and I don’t know how to go back to the crew with him there,” you said in a hushed voice. Sanji froze after your first question. You kept your eyes on his hands, resting on the table. He finally raised them and folded them under his chin.

“Would you want to live somewhere else while you were healing?” he asked. You shrugged, and winced at the action that pulled at your surgery scars.

“Maybe. I love you guys and I’ll miss you so much if I do, but Luffy can be chaotic. I’m scared about getting into a situation that I can’t handle because I’m not healed enough yet. I’m not strong like you, Luffy, and Zoro. I don’t heal as fast as you guys,” you answered honestly. After you finished speaking, you finally looked into Saji’s visible eye. He had a soft expression on his face, but it was unreadable. He sighed and sat back in his chair.

“Luffy will tell you to do what you need to do. He’ll tell you to do what you want, because you’re free. If you want to live somewhere else, then do it. I’m assuming this is about Law?” he asked. You flinched at how accurate he was.

“He invited me to stay here while I heal, but also said I could join the crew,” you said quietly. Sanji only nodded.

“You should do what you feel is right. You’re not tied down to any of us. We love you and will miss you should you choose to stay here. I think you should talk to the crew about it. If you’re ready, talk to Zoro, and see what’s going on. He’s an idiot marimo, but he’s still a crewmember. Take your bath on the Sunny, and spend some time there. That might make your decision easier.”

You nodded at his advice. He smiled at you.

“But in the meantime, get your energy up by eating the rest of your breakfast” he said kindly. You smiled at him as well.

“Thank you, Sanji” you said. He smiled at you happily.

“I’ll do anything to see you smile like that at me,” he said softly. It was different from his usual over-the-top flirting, and was sincere. Your breath hitched and you felt your face warm as you met his gaze shyly. You didn’t answer, feeling too flustered. You ate the rest of your breakfast, much more at ease now that you had a plan for your day.

Law came to your room soon after you finished eating. Sanji was stacking plates and was back to his old self, pining after you the same as he does Robin and Nami. Law didn’t even react to the cook, simply choosing to interrupt the blond.

“Do you want to try walking there or do you want me to teleport us to the Sunny's deck from here? I’ll have to teleport us from our deck since I don’t want you climbing anything yet” Law asked. You thought briefly.

“I haven’t really had a chance to see your ship. I want to walk and see it!,” you say excitedly. Law only replies with a grunt, ignoring Sanji’s immediate lecture on how that was no way to treat someone of your beauty. The door opens and he walks out, looking at you expectantly. You take a few steps, excited to finally get out of your room. The hallway is mainly plated with silvery metal, and bright lights shine down. Being a submarine, you expected it to be somewhat dark and wet, but this was a pleasant surprise.

“It’s brighter than I thought” you noticed. Law side-eyed you. He acted completely different when he was in front of Sanji.

“The lights are ones often used in winter islands, and they provide artificial sunlight basically. It provides vitamin D and it also simulates the time if it were to be a bright, spring day. No short days and long nights” he said with a tinge of pride. You blinked up at the lights, before looking immediately away, their shape singed into your retinas for a brief second. He lead you through the bright halls, and you greeted the crew you ran into with a smile and a wave. The hallways were narrow, but not horribly so. You went up some stairs, and the exertion was catching up with you. Sanji was behind you, and you knew he was staring at your ass but you also knew he had his hands hovering behind you to catch you in case you stumbled. At the top of the stairs, you paused, breathing heavily. Law’s clinical gaze swept over your body, and placed two fingers on your neck to feel your pulse. Your stomach swooped. His brows furrowed.

“Take a little break and get your heartrate down. Are you hurting?” he asked as he pushed up the sleeves of your short-sleeve shirt to look at your surgery sites. They were stinging in time with your heart rate, and you nodded slightly.

“Just a little. It throbs with a sting in time with my heart rate” you answer honestly. Law checked your other surgery site, and ended up brushing Sanji out of the way. He side-stepped with an indignant huff that brought an amused smile to your lips.

“They’re fine, but rest them once you get to the Sunny, okay? Let Chopper-ya do most, if not all, the work.”

You nodded, breathing easier now. It was another minute before Law allowed you to walk again, and you spent it wavering between frustration at your weakened body and daydreaming about the bath on the Sunny. You heard the two men speak a little, but tuned them out. Law finally started walking again, and Sanji brought you back to reality with a hand on your arm. You smiled a little to yourself at the realization you could feel his touch. You followed after Law, and it was a short walk to the deck of the submarine. You squinted a little against the sunlight, but it wasn’t much of a difference between the light in the halls and outdoors.

“Ready?” Law asked. You nodded, nervous and excited to be back on your ship.

“Find your own way up, Black Leg-ya” Law said quickly. Sanji rolled his eyes, but leapt onto the ship easily. Law took the opportunity to pull you closer to him by the waist, and held out his hand, summoning his power. Butterflies erupted in your stomach and your face felt a little hot.

“Room. Shambles.”

You had closed your eyes, figuring that it would be less vertigo-inducing to not see the transportation. Your eyes opened as soon as you felt grass beneath your feet, and you looked up excitedly. Law let you go, and you ran up to your crew as they yelled your name. You hugged everyone, even if your attachment sites ached. Some tears were shed by Frankie, Usopp and Brook when you showed them how much you’ve improved. You didn’t know exactly how Brook could shed a tear, but you didn’t think too much about it. As the crew settled down, you finally could see that the entire crew was there. Zoro was sitting quietly to the side, looking at the waves. Your heart dropped, and your adrenaline spiked. The apple you had grabbed to hand to Luffy erupted in your strong fist, and he laughed in surprise at the trick before seeing your expression. Everyone soon grew quiet, unsure whether to intervene. You began to panic at the anxious attention, and Zoro looked up with the lack of chatter, but met your gaze instead. He froze at whatever expression you had. Your breathing came faster and faster, your heart pounding. Voices were muffled and you thought you saw a blue dome expanding over your vision before your vision blurred. You thought you were fainting, but your surroundings changed and snapped back into focus. You were in the changing area outside the Sunny’s bath area. You were sitting on a bench, and Law was crouched in front of you.

“Hey… listen to my voice. Can you hear me?” his deep voice washed over you, and your gaze snapped to him. You were still tense, and you swore you could smell blood and smoke. Law continued to speak.

“Good. Listen. I’m going to walk you through a breathing exercise. We need to get your heart rate and blood pressure down.”

Sudden searing, white hot pain made you jolt with a scream, and your arms felt useless. You didn’t have arms. Cold hands grabbed your face, and you blinked away tears. When did you start crying?

“You're safe. It hurts because of your heart rate, okay? You’re okay. You’re going to be okay. I know it hurts” he said softly. You looked into his eyes, and could finally breathe enough to start hyperventilating.

“Good. I’m going to count, and you’re going to breathe, okay? Breathe in for me- 1…2…3… and breathe out- 1…2…3… Again. I know it hurts but it’ll get better. Follow me. Breathe in- 1…2…3… and out 1…2…3… Good. One more time” he walked you through the breathing efficiently, his voice calm and soft, yet with an air of authority you couldn’t disobey. His thumb traced your eyebrows, and though it was odd at first, it brought a feeling of calm and comfort. You finally could breathe normally, and you huffed out a wet laugh.

“I’m such an idiot” you murmur. Law shakes his head with a sigh.

“You’re not. Did you know he would be here?” he asked softly. You shook your head.

“I should’ve. This is where he lives. I just haven’t seen him since the night he… you know.”

Law traces your eyebrows one more time before smoothing your hair down, then trailed his fingers to your shoulders. He didn’t say anything.

“What’s with the eyebrows thing?” you asked. He looked at you with a soft smile.

“It’s something that soothed me as a kid, and it even works on my crew. I don’t know why it does though” he said with a slight blush. You smiled a little. You heard a little knock on the door. Your body tensed, thinking back to when Zoro used to knock on your doorframe like that

“It’s Chopper!” the small reindeer called. You slumped in relief, and Law went to open the door. Chopper bounded up to you, giving you a hug with his arms thrown around your neck. You nuzzled his fur a little out of habit.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t think Zoro would scare you like that” he babbled. You pressed a small kiss to his cheek.

“It’s okay. I should’ve known he’d be here” you murmured. Chopper pulled back, eyes watery.

“Do you want your bath now?” he asked. You nodded, feeling grimy and exhausted.

“Yes, please” you whispered. Law took this as his cue to leave, clicking the door shut behind him. You looked back at Chopper, taking in his adorable look of concentration as he ran gentle hooves over your surgery sites. You flinched a little at the sensitivity, and he pulled back immediately, looking at you with wide, concerned eyes.

“Sorry! Did that hurt?”

You shook your head, a small smile on your face.

“No, it’s just really sensitive,” you answered honestly. Chopper breathed a sigh of relief, and you smelled candy on his breath. You grinned at him.

“Have you been eating too much candy again?” you asked teasingly. The poor little reindeer looked at you in shock before sheepishly smiling at you.

“It’s just my daily limit. I’m a doctor after all” he answered with a giggle. You laughed with him.

“Let’s get me ready for the bath. Do you mind going to fill the tub while I try to get undressed?”

Chopper nodded, jumping off the bench and ran into the bath area to start filling the large tub with hot water. You sighed, and looked down at your shirt. Law had given you special shirts so you wouldn’t have to pull them over your head. There was a zipper down the front, much like the boiler suits that his crew wore. Earlier, you had changed from your pajama version of the shirts into a normal one while Sanji had cleaned up from breakfast in your ensuite bathroom. You were also clothed in loose fitting pants with an elastic waist. It was easy to pull down the pants off your hips, letting them pool to the ground, and you unzipped your shirt. Your underwear was the trickiest part, and often you had to have Nami or Robin help you change into new ones. You pulled your current ones down and stepped out of the pile of clothes. Your attachment sites were throbbing from all the movement of your arms after your panic attack, and there was no way you’d be able to unhook your bra. You heaved a sigh of frustration.

“Need any help?” Chopper peeked out from the bathing area. You looked at him, a defeated look on your face.

“Just my bra” you answered. He nodded and morphed into his human-like form so he had thumbs, and walked behind you. He struggled for a second, but then managed to unhook it with a sound of triumph. You giggled at his sound of triumph and stood, leading the way into the bathing area. You took in the familiar surroundings. A large, tiled bath sat near the window, more the size of a hot tub than a bath. There was a low shower head and a small stool to one side, so you could wash before soaking. You stood before the small stool, looking down at it cautiously, and you looked up at Chopper’s tall form.

“I don’t think I can sit down that far without falling,” you said. Chopper hummed in thought, and then put his hands on your waist, as if to lift you.

“Just let me lower you down then” he said. You looked back at him, and he nodded once with an air of confidence. You slowly began to sit, and your legs suddenly gave out, but Chopper’s hands kept you from falling. He sat you down on the stool.

“There. Easy!”

You looked cautiously at the showerhead.

“And you're absolutely sure I can get these arms wet?” You asked, looking down at your intricate metal arms.

“Absolutely. I had Franky test it more than he said he needed to, so I’m absolutely sure you can get them wet. You can go for a swim with them with no issue too!” Chopper assured you. You looked up at him, and watched as he sat on a spare stool behind you. He reached over to remove the showerhead from its place on the wall and turned on the water.

“How hot do you usually like your showers?” He sprayed the water on your foot, and you hummed at the warm water.

“A little warmer” you answered. Chopper adjusted the hot water and you let out a pleasured sigh as it reached the perfect temperature. He brought the shower head towards him and let the hot water run over your back, and you moaned at how good it felt. Chopper giggled.

“I bet you feel really dirty after not having a shower for so long.”

“I do. This feels amazing.”

You let Chopper wash your back, front, and legs before you took care of your intimate areas yourself while he turned around for your privacy. Once you finished, you let him wash your hair. His hands were big in this form, but he was still gentle with them as he scrubbed your scalp and gently untangled your hair. You sighed in pleasure at the relaxing feeling of him washing your hair, and at the warm water cascading down your back again as he rinsed the shampoo and conditioner out. He turned off the water and helped lift you up so you were standing. He chatted mindlessly about what had been happening on the ship while you were recovering, and it tugged painfully at your heart. He helped keep you balanced as you stepped in the tub, but noticed your expression.

“What’s wrong? Are you in pain?” he asked, his eyes scanning your arms. You shook your head with a wobbly smile, and sat in the water. Chopper returned to his usual small form and looked up at you. He looked so different without his hat, sitting on the side of the tub.

“I miss you guys, but it’s so hard to come back. I don’t know if I can stay,” you whispered. Chopper’s eyes immediately filled with tears.

“If you miss us, then come back. We love you! You’re part of our family!”

You shook your head, chest clenching in guilt at his plea.

“It’s complicated, Chopper.”

He looked at you, tears dripping down his face.

“Why? It doesn’t have to be!” his voice rose a little with his emotions. Your throat burned as you swallowed down your own tears.

“I love you guys so much, but I need to heal. I need to heal from Zoro and the accident. I can’t look at him without remembering what happened. I can’t be in a situation that I can’t handle because of Luffy’s recklessness. I don’t want to- can’t be- a burden. I’m still your family, Chopper. I’ll still see you. I just need to talk to the rest of the crew about it. I need to heal, and… maybe leave the Strawhats so I can start a new chapter of my life,” you spoke with a wavering voice, tears springing to your eyes as you tried to explain. Chopper looked distraught.

“But… you can heal here! I can take good care of you, and Franky will be here too so he can fix your arms, and with Luffy, Nami, Sanji, Robin, Usopp, and Brook, we’ll take care of you! Please stay? Maybe you can be friends with Zoro again!” he started sobbing as he spoke, and your wall holding back tears crumbled. Hot streaks rolled down your face, and you put your hands on Chopper’s cheeks.

“I know. I know you’d take care of me, that you all would. I want to come back, but I just can’t bring myself to do it when Zoro was so… you know. And honestly I have something going on with Sanji, which is a terrible idea. I want to see Luffy grow and become the King of the Pirates, but I don’t feel like I can belong to this crew the same way anymore. I love you guys. So much…” you trailed off as your sob took your breath away. You continued after a few seconds, “I need this for myself, because it’s my life. I don’t want to become strangers, but I can’t come back here. I can’t bring myself to, not when the Heart Pirates have accepted me and made me feel like one of them so quickly-” you broke off with another sob, and dragged Chopper’s shaking form to your own shuddering chest.

“Please forgive me, but I can’t come back. Not yet. I’ll still see you guys, and call and write though!” you promised, throat burning as you murmured into Chopper’s ear. He pulled back to look up at you with big, watery eyes and sniffed.

“I think… I understand, but I’m still sad. I don’t want you to leave, because I’ll miss you. I know for you to be happier in the long run, you need to leave, but…” he hiccupped and sobbed before continuing, “I just love you lots!” His little face nestled into your neck, and his breath tickled over your neck as he cried.

“I’ll call often, and write and send pictures, okay? The Heart Pirates is a better place for me during this time in my life, and Law is a kind person” you rambled a little. Little hooves wrapped around your neck and you felt his tears drip onto your shoulder. You held him against your chest, feeling his back shudder as he cried quietly. You held him until you both stopped crying, lingering sniffles echoing through the bath, and wet cheeks pressed against each other.

A soft knock at the door to the bath startled you both, but you heard Nami’s voice calling to you.

“Can I come in?” She sounded like she was crying, and your heart clenched in guilt.

“Y-yeah”

The door opened, and she stood with tears in her eyes, looking at you pleadingly.

“I heard everything,” she admitted. You let your body sink in defeat, and you looked down at the water guiltily.

“I’m sorry” you whispered. Swirling emotions choked your throat. Nami shook her head with a wobbly smile on her face.

“I get it. We’ll miss you, and you’ll always be a part of this crew, but… we’ll be heartbroken to see you go, even if it’s what you need to do for now” she answered in a wavering voice. She grabbed your towel and held it out.

“Here. You guys have been here for a while. Sanji made lunch” she said. You stood, and looked at Chopper. He looked back at you with sad eyes before realizing your silent ask for help. He transformed into his human-like form, and held your waist to keep you balanced as you stepped out of the tub. You walked towards Nami, who wrapped the towel around you. Once you were covered, she hugged you tightly.

“You need to tell the rest of the crew, and talk to Zoro. I think he’s finally come to his senses,” she whispered. You nodded against her shoulder. With two helpers, getting dressed was much easier, and you exited the changing area quickly. Law was leaning against the wall casually, looking up from a textbook he had borrowed from the library.

“Did the water hurt your surgery sites at all?” he asked casually. You shook your head, and he grunted in approval.

“Good. It shouldn’t have but I wanted to make sure,” he answered. You smiled a little at his rough exterior that hid his soft, caring side. He held his hand out to activate his powers, a blue glowing dome enveloping all of you.

“Ready to go down?” he asked. You took a deep breath, eyes closed to calm yourself. You almost nodded before your eyes flashed open in worry.

“Is he down there?” you asked. Nami and Law traded a look, but they both nodded.

“He is, but you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, okay?” Nami said, rubbing her hand up and down your back soothingly. You nodded once, and took another deep breath to calm yourself.

“Okay.”

Law looked at you for one final confirmation, and with your nod, shifted his hand to teleport all of you down to the deck. You blinked and squinted in the bright sunlight, almost flinching at Luffy and Usopp’s screeching as they argued playfully with each other about something. Luffy’s voice called out your name, and you felt the vibrations on the deck of someone running towards you. You finally regained your vision right as he skidded to a stop in front of you, wrapping his arms with extreme care around your middle. His tongue was poking out slightly with concentration at controlling his monstrous strength on your recovering body. You could only laugh at him, and you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, holding him tightly to you. He let out a squawk when your arms accidentally tightened too much around him, and you loosened your grip a little.

“Hey Luffy,” you said, smiling. He grinned at you, and it filled you with warmth that made your heart clench painfully. Your smile wobbled. He looked at you as his smile faded a little.

“Oi, why are ya crying?” he asked with a giggle. You glanced at Nami, who bit her lip to try to stop her own tears. The rest of the crew, except the swordsman, had gathered around you, and you looked at the rest of them, meeting their eyes before looking back at Luffy.

“I… I think I might go… temporarily at least.”

You could feel the way everybody’s heart dropped at your declaration, even though Sanji, Chopper, and Nami all knew before. Luffy withdrew his arms from around you and stepped back to look at you properly.

“Go where?�� he asked gently. You clenched your new hands into fists, and bit your bottom lip. You could feel tears forming, but didn’t want to let them fall.

“With Tra-o” you said simply. Luffy glanced at Law, who was standing away from the conversation, looking at the sea.

“Tra-o!” Luffy called. Law looked back, for once not looking pissed off at your captain, and walked towards the group. You looked back at your crewmates, all fighting back tears. Robin’s beautiful blue eyes were wet, but her small smile said that she understood. Sanji was lighting a cigarette, a tear sliding down his cheek. Usopp and Franky both looked shocked and devastated, and it hurt to meet their eyes. You could hardly tell what Brook was thinking, but from his body language, he seemed devastated as well. You heard Law stop beside you.

“Mugiwara-ya” he answered. Luffy stared at him, a strange aura of menacing, protectiveness, and resignation emanating from him.

“Did you offer?”

Law nodded.

“I offered for them to join my crew to heal fully, and left it up to them whether they wanted to join permanently or go back to you.”

Luffy nodded once, arms crossed over his chest. He stood still a moment, before sighing, and looking at you with a grin.

“You’re free to do what you want. You always are. You’ll always be part of our crew, and will be welcome back anytime, for any reason. You’re family, but you’re free.”

He stepped forward and put one hand on the back of your neck, and lightly bonked his forehead to yours. You suddenly remembered him doing the same action before, with the whisper “This is how we promise now, okay? You and me. No hands or arms necessary.” Your chin wobbled at the action, and you nodded.

“I love you guys in a way I can’t put into words. I can’t tell the future, so maybe someday I’ll be back-” you choked off the end of your sentence with a sob, and let your arms hold Luffy close to you. The rest of the crew surged forward in a hug, everyone careful about your arms. Tears and snot dripped, and wails from almost everyone echoed on the ship. It took you a few seconds, but you realized that the wriggling form next to you was Law, who had gotten caught up in the hug unexpectedly. You laughed wetly at his scowl and his demands to be let go.

“I’ll call and write and send pictures, okay? I just need to do this for myself. I love you all though-” A sob broke off your sentence again, and a fresh round of tears appeared on everybody’s faces. It lasted like that for a few more minutes, and Law had finally given up on having tears and snot wiped on his clothes from your crew.

A deep, uncomfortable cough broke you out of your haze, and the crew parted to reveal a defeated-looking Zoro. He sat on the grass, slouched over and looked at the group guiltily. You swallowed hard, looking at him. Franky grabbed your hand in assurance, and you glanced up at him gratefully.

“I’m… I’m sorry” he said. His steely gaze seemed cracked from guilt and despair, and he met your eyes steadily. Your grip tightened around Franky’s hand, and you were glad it was his, because your grip may have broken bones. You swallowed hard.

“For what?” You asked quietly. He looked surprised, and glanced at the rest of the crew. They filtered off to the other side of the deck, giving you all space, but still watching closely. Law took the moment to escape and shed his now-dirty coat, but watched your interaction with Zoro intensely. Franky stayed by your side, holding your hand. Zoro took a few steps forward, and it took all you had not to back away.

“For everything. For not listening to you when you said we should run, for being weak enough to be unconscious when you needed me, for…” he trailed off, shutting his eyes and running a hand through his hair, as if the next words were poison on his tongue, but he looked back into your eyes and continued with an unwavering voice, “for abusing you when you needed me the most. For leaving you alone when you were going through the hardest time in your life. I’m so sorry. I’m glad that Luffy, the Cook, and Franky stopped me. I keep wanting to give you excuses, like I was also hurting, that I felt weak and angry at myself and I took that out on you, but honestly, I don’t have an excuse. I was upset, traumatized, but I should’ve worked through that with you, together. I’m a better man because of you, and I tossed you aside,” he stopped talking, finally looking down at the ground. You watched him closely. Emotions swirled in your heart and mind. You were angry that he was apologizing, and that he did what he did in the first place. You felt guilty that you didn’t see he was suffering, even though you had every right to not feel guilty. You felt relieved that he hadn’t changed for the worse forever, and also sad that he was even capable of the actions. You shook your head and sighed. You were shaking, and you gripped Franky’s hand a little harder. He looked down at you, making sure you were alright. You didn’t look back at him, instead focused on replying to Zoro.

“I can’t lie and say that I’m not leaving because of you. Mostly, I am. I don’t think I can be around you without sacrificing my happiness, which is the last thing anybody here wants. I don’t-” Your answer was cut off by Zoro’s interruption.

“Shhh. You don’t have to forgive me, but if you do, let me know. Please.”

Your anger flared white-hot at the shushing and interruption. You let go of Franky’s hand, and took a step forward, fists balled so tightly your surgery sites throbbed.

“You don’t get to shush me. You don’t get to interrupt me, and you don’t ever get to tell me what to do, especially when it comes to me forgiving you! You still have a long way to go, Roronoa Zoro. I am free to do whatever I want. I’m leaving this crew to go to the Heart Pirates, and I will miss everyone except you. I’m not something to be won, and I’m not a goal to reach. Now, please, if you wouldn’t mind, can I have just one lunch with the rest of the crew?” angry tears spilled down your cheeks, making you more pissed off. You saw hurt in Zoro’s eyes, a depth of aching and hurt that reflected your own that one fateful night. He looked down at the ground, crossing his arms over his chest. You were breathing heavily, and guilt clanged with sharpened edges around your heart, even though you knew you had every right to say those words. You looked down at the ground as well, using your shoulders to wipe away your tears. From the edges of your vision, you saw his boots turn as he walked away. You turned back to Franky, looking up at him, eyes full of regret and questioning.

“Franky…” you whispered. He only held his arms out and you ran into his body, desperate to feel safe again. He held you to his chest tightly. Your body was shaking, and your breathing was erratic, but with his comforting presence, your breathing exercises began to come to you naturally. It took a few minutes, but your breathing calmed and your shaking sputtered to nothing.

“There ya go, sis. Good job. You did so well talking to him. You did everything right. I promise,” he soothed you gently, quietly. You were glad for his rumbling voice that pushed aside your fears and hesitation. You finally pulled back enough to look up at him.

“...was I too hard on him?”

Franky looked at you softly, and smoothed your hair.

“Unfortunately, that’s not for me to decide. If it were though, I’d say that you weren’t. He’ll be upset for a while, yes, but that’s because of his own mistake. He’ll grow from it slowly,” he said gently. You let out a deep sigh.

“Why did I have to be the lesson?” you mumble softly. Franky sighed as well.

“People say that bad things happen for a reason, that it’s for you to get stronger or learn something. Me though… I think bad things just happen. I think they happen and it’s up to you to decide what to do. You can fall into the bad, or you can rise above it. You’ve risen above it,” he said. You finally pulled back, holding both of his hands in yours. You give him a wobbly smile.

“Only because of you guys though.”

Franky shakes his head.

“Well, we helped ya, sis, but you’re the one who fought. We just gave you support.”

You can’t help but laugh a little at his words.

“...thank you” you whisper. He smiles broadly at you, then looks over to the picnic blanket set up on the lawn.

“C’mon. Let’s getcha fed, okay?”

You nod, and hold his hand as he leads you to the blanket, sitting down. Nami, Sanji, Robin, Brook, and Usopp join you, and you look around for your captain. He’s standing on the Sunny’s lionhead, looking out towards the sea. A jolt of guilt washes through you. What was he going through? Zoro is his first mate and best friend, but he loves everyone on his crew. Having a fallout on his crew must be tough. You sigh, and look at Sanji.

“How’s Luffy doing with all of… this?” you wave your hand uselessly at yourself and the general direction Zoro had taken off, towards the Crows Nest. Sanji hands you a plate and looks at you, surprised.

“Luffy… is leaving it up to the two of you. He loves you both dearly, but understands how serious this is. He understands that Zoro messed up and hurt you, but also knows that it’s his burden to deal with,” Sanji puffed on his cigarette, loading another plate with amazing food and handing it to Nami. Nami nodded at his words.

“Sanji-kun is right. Luffy understands,” she said carefully. You nod, and look back towards the masthead but don’t see your captain anymore. Your hands suddenly feel lighter as the plate is snatched out of your metal grip and Luffy’s cheerful laughter rings above you.

“Gotcha!” he crows loudly beside you. You jump a little and look at him in shock, clearly seeing the moment Sanji’s foot connected with the captain, sending him sprawling back. Your plate was delivered to your hands again, not a single piece out of place. You couldn’t help but laugh at the usual antics of the crew, silencing Sanji’s yells at the rubber boy, who sat sheepishly on the grass. Nami, Robin, and Usopp joined in your laughter, the others following quickly. You heard everyone laughing except… Chopper. You look around for him, and finally catch his little form crawling down from the Crows Nest. Your smile dimmed from a grin to one that was softer as you connected the dots in your mind. Chopper went to check on the swordsman, and probably brought him some food as well. Your heart ached at the thought, but you were glad that he would still be treated normally by the rest of the crew.

You began to eat, but at the first bite of the heavenly food, tears pooled in your eyes. It tasted like home. Luffy was the first to notice you crying, and immediately began yelling at Sanji for cooking you bad food. Sanji began wailing and apologizing to you, creating a fuss that was only stopped when Nami whacked them both upside the head with a merciless fist.

“Both of you! Stop it!” she barked. Both Luffy and Sanji turned to her, pouting for two very different reasons.

“You’d be crying too if it was your last lunch with everyone for the foreseeable future, okay? Now both of you shut up and eat!” She sat back down with an air of finality, and the two men looked at each other and then looked at you, understanding on their faces.

“So… your food tastes good?” Luffy asked. You laughed and nodded.

“Amazing, as always.”

Sanji looked to be immensely relieved, and Luffy turned to the cook with a bright grin.

“My bad!” he exclaimed before inhaling an entire cut of meat. Sanji loaded his plate with another portion as an acceptance of his apology, and you smiled at the interaction, your lip wobbling a little. Someone shifted on your other side, and you turned to look. Robin smiled back at you, a cup of steaming tea in her hands. It smelled flowery, like lavender and roses.

“You can still stay, you know,” she said quietly. You bit your lip and looked down at your food, tears finally falling down your cheeks. You shook your head.

“I… don’t think I can. Not right now,” you said, tears thickening your voice. She put a hand on your shoulder, and that spoke volumes.

“I understand, and we’ll miss you, but we want your happiness and safety over anything. Tra-o is a great man, and you’ll find who you’re growing to be with him. But, you’ll always have a home here. You’re our family,” she said softly. The rest of the crew was quiet, having heard her words. You looked at each of them fully. Robin gave you a smile, and tightened her hand on your shoulder. Franky gave you a grin, somehow managed to do his signature ‘Super’ pose while sitting, clashing his forearms together above his head. Usopp gave you a thumbs up with a grin and a confident chuckle, and Brook whipped out a violin and began playing for you. Chopper had joined and heard everything, giving you a confident smile that made his eyes sparkle. Nami’s eyes were watering, but she looked at you with a kind smile. Sanji lit his cigarette, and looked at you softly, a smile on his lips. Luffy grinned at you, and wrapped his arm around you a few times, holding you tightly to his side. His other hand took off his hat and plopped it on your head, tilted over your eyes to hide your falling tears. You let your wet face fall against Luffy’s neck, sniffling.

“I’ll miss Zoro. I know I said I wouldn’t, but I will. I love and will miss all of you. I promise,” You pulled back enough to tap your forehead gently against his, your special way of promising. His bright laughter was all you could hear for a second, before he spoke.

“I know. We all do. We’ll miss you too, but for now… let’s party!” He announced. You couldn’t help but smile. Brook began playing an upbeat song, and Nami dragged you up to dance with Chopper and Robin. Franky joined in, and Sanji disappeared into the kitchen, bringing back drinks for everyone.

All of you partied until sunset, when Sanji brought out dinner. Law had mostly stayed out of the way, but was dragged into festivities by Luffy, who said he was being a wimp for not enjoying the celebration of the new addition to his crew. Their argument devolved into something that led to the Heart Pirate crew joining the festivities on the Sunny, much to Law’s chagrin about them being exposed to “Straw Hat idiocy”. Luffy declared he “won”, which led into them bickering, until Luffy laughed freely and called Law and his crew “honorary Straw Hats”, which both crews cheered at, leaving Law to pout and brood in a corner with some beer. You giggled and approached your new captain, your surgery sites aching from drinking and eating so much. You sat next to him, and he spared you a glance before muttering under his breath.

“Honorary Straw Hats my ass. Then the Straw Hats should all be honorary Heart Pirates.”

You couldn't help but snicker at his annoyance.

“With your desire to keep the Straw Hat’s off your ship, it might be better not to go there” you say with a smirk. Law rolls his eyes.

“Why did I ever have to meet him,” he groaned, gesturing to Luffy. You looked at your captain- previous captain?- and smiled at him, watching as he was somehow managing to shovel food in his mouth while also dancing around the fire, ignoring Sanji yelling at him that it would make him sick. You giggled at the sight.

“That means you're blessed by fate, I guess,” you answer with a chuckle. Law looked at you, face unreadable. He grunted finally, and glanced down at your arms.

“You’ve been moving around a lot today, and eating and drinking more. How are your arms?”

You looked down at the surgery sites with a grimace.

“They don’t feel great, that’s for sure. They’re throbbing and stinging,” you answer honestly. Law’s brows knit together briefly, and he exhaled sharply.

“Okay. It’s to be expected but just give me a second,” he said as he stood. A blue dome appeared, expanding quickly, and Law disappeared with a flick of his hand. He appeared a few moments later, and the blue dome disappeared. He sat next to you, shifting through the first aid kit he brought back with him.

“This is your arm first aid kit. I made it for you with the help of Chopper and Franky. Hmmm… where did I put it?”

Your breath caught with gratefulness, and your eyes flicked between Law’s face and the box a few times before he pulled something out of it. He looked at you briefly before doing a double take, annoyed concern on his face.

“What the hell is that look? Why do you have the same look as Bepo? Stop being cute!”

You leaned your head on his shoulder, trying to give him a hug even though your arms were in too much pain. He grunted and tried to gently push you off, but you pushed against his hand, keeping yourself glued to his shoulder. He huffed a sigh of annoyance.

“Get off me. I need to look at the attachment sites. And here, take these.”

He held two pills in his fingers, and you recognized them as regular pain medicine that reduced inflammation. You sat up properly and held open your mouth, and Law dropped them onto your waiting tongue and held up your glass immediately to help you take a sip. It was a familiar routine by this point, when he would feed you medicine when you couldn’t lift your arms yet. You took a sip of your drink and swallowed the pills easily, and he put your drink down between you. He plucked another package out of the box and you looked at it curiously. He answered your silent question.

“It’s a sort of wipe that will ease the stinging. At least I designed the solution the cloth was soaked in to do that, but we’ll see if it works,” he said factually. He said it so casually that it took you a second to register his words, but by the time you did, he was already wiping the tiny piece of cloth over your skin. You yelped and shut your eyes tightly, waiting for something to happen.

“What the hell are you doing? It’s not going to hurt you” Law said with an amused lilt to his voice. You opened one eye cautiously, staring down at your surgery site. The stinging was slowly starting to ebb, and he finished wiping down the circumference of your arm.

“You can’t just experiment on me!” you whined. Law snorted and then smirked.

“I didn’t. I used the same solution when my tattoos were freshly done and I got into a fight. It stung like a bitch. I thought it would help you as well,” he explained. You narrowed your eyes at him suspiciously.

“You’re lucky it worked,” you pouted. Law raised a single brow.

“Do you seriously think Chopper-ya would allow me to put something in your first aid kit that he hadn’t tried himself?”

You paused.

“No, because I didn’t have time to think” you shot back. Law snorted and shook his head.

“Let me do the other arm,” he stood and moved to the other side, quickly swiping the cloth over your other attachment site. You blinked down at your arm. The stinging was subsiding from both arms. Not completely, but it was definitely better than before. You looked up at him, smiling.

“Thanks, captain” you said cheekily. Law blushed slightly and hid his face under the brim of his hat.

“...you’re welcome,” he murmured.

You leaned back against the side of the boat and looked up at the stars.

“How often do you get to see the stars on your ship?”

Law grunted quietly.

“It depends on the weather, but I surface and let the crew out as much as I can,” he says quietly. You nodded.

“Thank you… for offering,” you mumble. You felt Law’s golden eyes on you, and after a moment, you finally met his gaze. You couldn’t decipher the emotion that was shining brightly in his eyes.

“You’re free to do as you wish. You’re free to follow your heart, and that can take you to surprising places. I’m almost jealous that you’re free to do that, because I don’t feel like I can trust my heart to take me to good places,” he said softly. You blinked in surprise, but said nothing. Law sighed, then stood. He offered you a hand as he stood above you to help you up. The orange from the fire was gorgeous on his black hair, and it highlighted the definition of his cheekbones and the bridge of his nose. You let a small smile curl your lips.

“I’m scared, but I trust you,” you said after a moment. Law smirked at you. Your hand rose to grasp his, but you both knew the casual gesture was a promise. A promise of trust in each other and in the future to bring good to you. You stood, and he pushed you gently in the direction of the party.

“Go. I’ll be here. Come back if you hurt,” he murmured. You cast a smile over your shoulder and went to join the party, letting various people (and animals) from both crews hug you and fold you into the celebration.

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2 Months Later:

You let the salty breeze trail incandescent fingers along your skin and through your hair, and you breathed in the scent of fresh air. It had been about a week since the sub had been able to surface, and you were desperate for the breeze. Footsteps thumped on the deck behind you, approaching your form.

“How are your arms?” he asked boredly. You snorted.

“Do you really have to ask multiple times a day, every day?” You turned to meet him, his golden eyes matching his double earrings, glinting in the sun. He frowned.

“I’m a doctor,” he said as if that were an answer. You giggled. He pouted.

“Captain, you know that's not an answer. You can just admit that you have a crush on me~” you teased slyly. Law’s cheeks darken with a blush that he tried to hide under the brim of his hat.

“Shut up and get back to work. Bepo is over there shedding again, and I want the deck clean,” he ordered. You laughed.

“Yes sir!” you saluted him mockingly and picked up the broom again. You let your mind wander over the last few months, recalling how you’ve healed. Physically, you would still get twinges and pulls when you moved the wrong way or when you worked too hard. Some days when there were storms, your surgery sites ached, and some days the phantom limb pain hurt like a bitch. Through it all though was Law. He was a steady rock that gave you answers and honesty when you needed them the most, and comfort that was only for your eyes and ears. Your PTSD from the accident hadn’t gotten much better, but Law told you that it could take even years for you to fully recover, if you do at all. He held you through your panic attacks, opening his door to you without question in the middle of the night when you were shaking and crying. Sometimes, Bepo was there too and the three of you would cuddle together, finding solace in sleep. When someone raised their voice even slightly at you, you still reacted. You started shaking and stuttering, fighting back tears, even as they lowered their voice and talked to you soothingly to provide a distraction for your adrenaline-driven mind.

Law was basically a casual boyfriend. He refused to commit to anything deeper than cuddles, kisses, and soft words until he knew that he wasn’t a rebound or someone that you bonded with through trauma. You respected his decision, and was happy with the current relationship the two of you had. He was always busy anyways, and you were busy trying to heal. You kept sweeping the deck, flinching when your arm twinged the wrong way. You looked down at your metal arms with a frown. You didn’t wear your sleeves today, deciding to allow the sun on your scars. You could feel echoes of touch, like if you were wearing a pair of thin gloves on your hands. The crew had learned the upkeep of your arms quickly, and were pros at fixing anything that went wrong with them. You paused and wiped the sweat off your cheek with your shoulder. Your eyes landed on the resident polar bear peering through binoculars, focused on one particular spot.

“Hey Bepo, whatcha lookin at?”

“Sorry, I just saw something in the distance. I think it looks familiar… sorry I can’t see it clearly yet,” he said, bowing as he apologized. You frowned a little, then took the binoculars from him. Your eyes focused on the dot on the horizon, and a wide smile cracked your face.

“Go tell the captain- the Strawhats are going to visit!”

Bepo ran off and you giggled a little with excitement. You suddenly saw a small figure shoot off of the ship, and you laughed with delight. You heard one of your favorite voices whooping with joy. You jumped in place and waved your arms, guiding Luffy to the right spot of the ship.

“Luffy! I’ve miss- OOF!” your greeting was cut off as he slammed into you, sending the both of you tumbling to the deck. The wind was knocked out of you, but Luffy laughed loudly.

“I’ve missed you! Have you been having good food? Do you have adventures? Have you eaten good meat on the adventures?!” Luffy questioned you rapid-fire, and once you got your breath back you pushed him off you.

“One thing at a time, Luffy. Law is going to yell at you for boarding his ship without permission,” you warned with a giggle. Luffy grinned with a chuckle.

“Yep, but I get to see you. Everyone else is coming on the ship, and then we can have lunch and dinner together, okay?” he said excitedly. You nod with a laugh.

“Of course!”

“Oh are you coming back yet?” he asked with wide eyes. A jolt of fear and guilt went through you, clenching your heart.

“N-no. I’m not healed enough yet,” you murmur. Luffy nods, then is suddenly gone, a piece of Bepo’s fur floating down where he sat.

“MUGIWARA-YA!” you heard Law yell. You looked over, and he was holding Luffy over the railing of the ship by his shirt. Luffy only laughed.

“Hey, Tra-o! Let’s have lunch and dinner all together, yeah?” Law snarled and was about to drop Luffy into the ocean but you called out.

“I’m not leaving yet, I just miss them!”

Law looked at you with what you knew to be a pout, but to anyone else looked like a glower. He tossed Luffy back onto the deck, who sprawled next to you easily.

“So… Tra-o, huh?” he said in a whisper. You blink at him, shocked that he actually picked up on the relationship between you and the surgeon.

“Not yet, but maybe,” you whisper back. Luffy frowns a little.

“Hm. Well eventually I hope you’ll come back when you’re ready. We can even have Tra-o on our crew if you want to stay together. I’m still the captain though,” he said firmly. You snorted and then giggled.

“You’re going to be King of the Pirates, Luffy. Of course you’ll still be the captain.”

Luffy grinned and wrapped a hand around the back of your neck, then lowered his face so his forehead bonked against yours. It hurt a little, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“I’ve missed you."

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