➳ wildfire | vinsmoke sanji
request by anon: Hii! I saw ur requests are open so may I please request a sanji x fem!reader where while fighting marines reader took the bullet/hit for sanji? And sanji got shocked because he wasn’t used to being saved by women (btw sanji and reader has a crush on each other) and reader confessed to sanji before fainting and after everything reader was treated by chopper and when she woke up sanji was there and akso confessed to her and then they kissed hehe. I hope this is okay! Thank you!!
“Sanji, Sanji!” You ran so fast your limbs were scorching- also uncomfortably aching, sweat poured non-stop from your forehead, throat forcing shouts in hurry and worry. “Sanji! Look back!”
The cook of Thousand Sunny displayed his blazing long legs with pride. He was exchanging blows with his opponent, hands tucked in his pants, his focus not faltering- which left you with no choice. You wouldn’t be able to take it if he gets hurt, even worse, die. Not with you around.
Without a second thought, you flung yourself forward to Sanji, tackling him to the ground. Immense pain unlike you’ve never experienced before enveloped your abdomen. It was sharp. Excruciating. You could not catch your breath, gasping for air while clutching the frame of a motionless Sanji. His mouth hung open leading to drop the cigar he has been consuming.
“Y/N-chan?”
“I told you to look back. You never listen to me.” You drop your head onto his chest. “Hear me out this time, will you?”
“Are- are you hurt? I’m gonna go get- I’ll call… call for help- wait for me-” you placed your pointer finger on top of his wobbling lips.
“I said listen-“ you took a deep breath, hissed at the pain that suddenly surged, but continued nevertheless, “we don’t know how things would go. I’m not one to do so but I’ll take the chance this time.”
Amidst the battle cries, the shade of red painting the ground, it can never be not romantic so long as he was close. So long as you can hear his heartbeat. You continued expressing the feelings you have suppressed.
“I like you, Sanji. Maybe even more than I’m admitting. I like you. Did you hear that?”
The word stunned would understate what he feels at that very moment. He was baffled- bewildered. Then he was afraid. Urgency knocked him back to reality when your eyes fluttered closed. He was shaking you, calling you, but you didn’t answer anymore.
Your world goes black and so does Sanji’s.
“Sanji,” a familiar cute little voice uttered, “I guarantee you she would wake up. You wouldn’t want her to open her eyes and see you like this, would you? I don’t want to treat any more of you than I have to.”
“I’ll wait for them, Chopper.”
An adorable but noticeably frustrated sigh left the Doctor’s mouth. “Sanji-“
“I said I’ll wait for them.”
With that, you’re eyes fluttered open, your lips turning up in a smile.
“I got this, Chopper.” You answered with a sore throat. Chopper left with a relieved sigh.
“Y/N-chan!” Without wasting a second, his arms immediately surrounded you, trapping you in a tight and warm embrace. A little sting on your abdomen made you hiss. It made him release you from his hold, opting to settle his hands on your shoulder before looking you in the eye.
And that was when you wished you took all the hurt you could have, so it did not have to make a home in Sanji’s face, it was a heartbreaking sight. Tears pooled in his eyes, dripping down his cheeks- ones that are hollowed from probably skipping his meals. His hair was disheveled but no—it was not the worst part—it was the same suit, same necktie, same blood-soaked clothes that he wore when you were shot. The hands on your shoulders continued to tremble. So you held it. Enclosed it against yours.
“I’m alright, Sanji, though it seems like you’re not.”
He closed his eyes, shaking his head from left to right. “No, I’m not,” he uttered in a voice so small you barely heard it. “Don’t tell me that you love me just to leave me.”
The statement made you clear your throat.
“Excuse me? I don’t think I recall saying that.” You didn’t know his eyes also held much power because they made you take your words back as soon as you said them. “I mean, yes, I did tell you I like you-“
“I do. I like you. Hell, I love you, Y/N! Don’t tell me you take a bullet for me and expect me not to? But please let me take the bullet for you next time. I’d rather suffer myself than see you… like this.”
He rested his forehead on the crook of your neck. Meanwhile, you leaned down a little, pressing a kiss to his hair.
“I can’t have you hurting in my stead. Let’s just compromise. How about taking down the enemies before they even touch us? I think that sounds better.”
“Yes, that does sound better. I won’t let them lay their hands on you. Never again. But…” you wondered what it was again when he pulled away from you, not that much really, just enough to stare deep into your eyes and communicate his message, “you still haven’t said it back.”
You smiled, a giddy one, a surge of warmth spreading like wildfire in your heart.
“I love you.”
Your lips pressed against one another, molding with his in a slow and passionate kiss. It was searing. The fire resisted to cease, rather, it only glowed brighter. Just like wildfire.
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