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missrandomdreamer · 4 months ago

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Sir Crocodile x Delphina drabble

finally finished it to post after forever lol working on Smoker and Beatrice's writing still for part 2 <3

Warning: kind of suggestive, language: a bit spicy maybe idk? (They are showering together but nothing explicit ? )

The little trio had found a small island to rest awhile and was greatly appreciative of this island having a bath house and hotel. However, unfortunately for Delphina the bathhouse only had coed baths. Fortunately though, Delphina, Crocodile and Bones were the only ones seemingly wanting to use it or perhaps they were the only ones staying there. Crocodile paid the innkeeper before the older woman led the trio to their room. She kept giving a side eye to Delphina who didn’t meet her eyes. Delphina was used to people looking at her weird but not in the weird context of her being the lone female between two very large men. She shifted uncomfortably in her posture and tried to make herself smaller. The little frog woman wished she had turned into a frog and just had one of the men carrying her in so she wouldn’t have to get stared at. “Too late for that now.” Delphina thought gloomily as she tried to hide herself behind Crocodile’s massive frame.

The innkeeper woman with a bad case of kyphosis stopped in front of the door to unlock it. She gave the key to Crocodile before stepping aside, “Here is your room for the week. Breakfast is at 8 o clock sharp to 10 am. You are free to use the coed bathhouse and we do provide cleaning services for your clothing. Towels, robes and extra blankets and pillows are in the closet there.” She pointed to a closet just across from the entrance of their room. “If you need anything the front desk is open from 7-7, if you want something after or before that you are out of luck. Have a good visit.” She bowed to them and left them, not before giving a look to Delphina and shaking her head before hobbling away. Delphina stuck her tongue out at the woman as she turned her back to her. Sir Crocodile rolled his eyes and Bonez just shook his head at Delphina’s childishness and went on through the room with Delphina at their heels.

The room was neither big nor too small, feeling cozy to Delphina. There was a large sliding door that looked out into the gardens,where even now Delphian could hear small frogs starting to croak for the night. Three comfy looking futons laid side by side, one for each of the guests. Delphina had been used to sleeping in the middle of the two-partly because they wanted to make sure she didn’t escape if she did try to leave them (Which she hadn’t been planning on it) and also because Delphina honestly liked being in the middle, she felt safe with them now. Delphian laid bags down in front of the middle futon, already retrieving a smaller bag inside that held her toiletries. The frog woman had already learned to make her own shampoo, conditioner and soap then relying on typical bathroom products. Her sensitive skin made it impossible to to use anything but her own concoctions.

Crocodile and Bonez dropped their bags to their respective beds on either side of her. Bonez cracked his neck looking between the two. Delphina hoisted her bag into her arms returning the large man's gaze. “I dont know what you guys are doing but I’m going to shower,”Delphina announced. Before the two could stop her she was already making her way at the room, “I’ll be back in a bit, don’t have dinner without me!” she called. The two men just stared at each other, as they heard her make her way down the hall.

“Are you okay with her just leaving like that?” Bonez asked quietly looking back to the entrance of their room.

“Ill go with her.” Crocodile answered, already heading towards the door. “Enjoy the peace and quiet while you can,” he gave a smirk to the young man. Bonez lips flickered into a small smile. When Bonez and Crocodile started working again together, they hadn’t minded the silence that usually came between the two. They both liked the quiet, since they were both in some ways very introverted. However, now with Delphina the two hardly ever had any peace or quiet, or a chance to have a word in any conversation. “Enjoy the onsen, Mr.1 you deserve a vacation.” Crocodile bowed his head before leaving down to track down Delphina.

Bonez watched him go shaking his head, he knew there was something between the two but he didn’t say it. He knew it wasn’t just to keep tabs on Delphina but also to be closer to her though he never would have thought the old warlord would go as far as to follow her into a shower room. Still seems his boss was full of surprises.

Delphina folded her clothes neatly into the locker, still looking around her to make sure no one was there. She let out a nervous breath as she quickly wrapped the white towel around her before tiptoeing to the shower area with her small bag in hand. She gently withdrew her homemade shampoo, conditioner and soap setting them up just so on the little ledge in front of her. It was then she heard the steps of someone behind her. Delphina immediately froze and spun around, body still clothed in her little towel as she looked up to meet the tired gaze of Crocodile. He had yet to strip from his regal clothes to a towel, though his hand had already been removing his ascot.

Crocodile raised an eyebrow and looked down at the grumpy blushing frog woman. “What?”

“Couldn't you wait to shower after me? I don't want your old pervert eyes looking at me while I shower.” She put out her chin to try to show her confidence but inside she was freaking out.

“No.” He said, taking off his fur collared coat, folding it carefully, then proceeded to unbutton his tight black shirt.

“What about the onsen? Bonez is probably going there? Why do you have to shower right near me?” Her eyebrows furrowed trying not to get drawn to the fact that the man was stirpping right in front of her eyes and he didn’t care and she honestly should not be watching it still.

Crocodile paused in mid movement, his masculine large cleavage just yelling at Delphina. “I prefer the showers, I'm not a fan of baths.” he said gruffly, shirt finally slipping off of him. Delphina’s eyes widened at the site of his bare muscular back, “If you don’t want me here then why are you staring?” Crocodile asked, glancing over his bare shoulder, a flicker of a smart-ass smirk on his lips, eyebrow slightly raised.

Delphina immediately changed the color of a red rose and she swished her head away. “I-I was staring and hoping to make you uncomfortable to leave.”

She heard the zipper of his pants making her blush redden, he chuckled, “How about you leave then? If you don't want to shower with me?” Delphian could just imagine him shaking off his pants as he continued to strip. Another bit of a thought of them showering close together…She shook her head to get rid of the thoughts.

“UGH! I am not showering with you first of all Sandy Pants! We are going to be showering next to each other. And why should I leave when I was here first!?” She sputtered holding onto her own towel tightly.

The locker closed and she heard his steps behind her, she couldn’t stop her head from turning to see the large 8 foot giant of a man sit next to her, towel (which was a very small towel) covering up his lower half. He turned to her, cocking his head slightly, a bored and now annoyed expression came over him. “Just shut up and shower. You are making a big deal over nothing.” Amusement in his face was gone-she had pushed him and now he was going to be a sourpuss.

Delphina glared at him but swished her head away, “Fine. Whatever, just don’t go staring at me.”

She turned on the shower and then positioned herself so her back was facing Crocodile. Her towel was still covering her up, if he hadn’t been there she would have at least let it drop to her hips to clean but now she was self-conscious with the man there. She heard Sir Crocodile huff in amusement. “ I think I deserve something of a peak after you were ogling me with those golden eyes of yours. “

Delphian froze letting the water run in front of her, she turned to glance at him and he was still looking at her, a small lazy smile on his lips now. She pouted and without much of a thought she dropped her towel, screw it, if he wanted to be an ass then so be it. It’s not like he will like what he sees anyway, he won't look long. (Or so she thought she was very wrong about that. ) Crocodile’s eyes widened a bit and that smile dropped from his face. She didn’t even notice the small blush forming on his cheeks as she snapped her face away from him. “Fine! You want to see me then all you are gonna get is my backside and it’s not gonna be pretty.” She retorted as she now turned on the shower full blast and proceeded to drown her bowed head in the water.

Crocodile just stared at the woman in front of him. Her front was turned from him but her back and lower buttocks were right there for him to look at and he did so. His eyes wandered over her vitiligo skin admiring the unique patches of lighter color against her caramel skin complexion. He wanted to trace them, she looked so soft and the way her skin hung in certain places she looked irresistibly squishy: a stark contrast to Crocodiles own rough and taunt skin. Crocodile eyes couldn’t leave the masterpiece before him. He hadn’t even turned on his own shower head yet instead he rose and leant over Delphina causing her breath to hitch- she could feel his broad chest touch the back of her head and a shiver ran through her,

“What the hell are you-!?” But the froggy lady voice caught in her throat as she watched Crocodile’s large hand cover the soap she had made, taking it away from her grasp. “Hey! What-”

“Might as well wash your back for you, not like your small little chubby hands could reach it.” he said gruffly, scooting over his chair closer to her. “You could do mine as well- call it even.”

Delphina sputtered out and as she turned around she had to grab the towel again to cover her chest, “Hey-hey I said we are not showering together this is… “ she paused and met Crocodiles eyes. “This is…showering together..” she murmured, her golden eyes lost in his violet ones. Crocodile’s gaze was sharp but there was a new emotion she couldn't pinpoint in those eyes, it made her heart beat a bit too fast, his hand still held her soap and he raised an eyebrow. What he said in that husky low tone of his, made Delphina’s mind go blank.

“Only the back, that’s all I’ve seen of you, so that is all I will wash. Sound good?” Delphina’s face burned, the fucking nerve of this man. Delphina gave him the most heated glare she was capable of,

“Fine, Croco-Ass I’ll do the same to you then and your stupid hair cause it looks greasy and gross and needs a cleaning.”

Crocodile’s lips twitched to a smile, “Fine, I’ll do your hair then make it even.” his voice practically purred. God she hated him. Delphina gave him a glare,

“Deal that’s it though and don't make it weird.” She pointed at him, jabbing him in the chest causing a low rumble of laughter to come from him. God she really hated him. Delphina turned around again, towel dropping back down her hips while she folded her arms in front of her chest, body hunched over. She tried to stop the small tremor that went through her when Crocodile brought the shower head to her back and let the warm water race down it and down her shoulders.He then brought the soap and started to lather her skin, starting with the back of her neck, shoulders and then slowly-agonizingly slowly down her back. This sand man was enjoying this wasn’t he?

To be honest, Crocodile was trying to take in as much detail of her back as he could. He guided the soap around each part of her body tracing the outline of the patches, imagining he was lining them with gold like kintsugi pottery. He continued to guide the soap around her folds in her skin and dip to her love handles, letting his fingers brush them, he felt Delphina tense underneath his touch. He was gentle though in his touches especially around her stretch marks. She was so soft he fought every urge not to pull her against him and let her softness envelope him.

“Crocodile…”

“Hm?”

“I think I’m plenty clean. You can wash the suds off now.” she sighed and held herself more, “You can't get those light patches out of the skin now matter how hard you scrub.” a half ass laugh came from her lips but Crocodile wasn’t laughing. Crocodile dropped the soap, letting out a growl. Delphina felt a cold wash of fear rush over her, she looked over her shoulder to meet the intense glare of the Crocodile. In a flicker of movement he grabbed her face and brought his own close to it. Delphina's eyes widened and there was genuine fear there for the first time with that man,

“I’m not scrubbing them from your back.” he hissed. His nose was touching hers, his eyes narrowing burning into her own, “Im admiring them.” he was so close to her lips she could feel his breath caress them, she gulped, too close-too close! “Is that a problem, Miss Delphina?” She could feel the reverb of his husky baritone in his chest. “Why do you insist that I think your skin is grotesque? You are putting your own words about yourself into my mouth and I don't care for it.” Delphina bottom lip and throat quivered. Crocodile looked at her eyes still narrowed but taking in her expression before closing his and dropping his hand from her face. She quickly turned her face away and held back the tears that were threatening to fall.

Crocodile sighed and picked up the shower head and gently rinsed the soap from her back before moving to her hair. “Haven't you ever felt self conscious about your missing hand?.” Delphina murmured. “Ever felt the eyes of everyone looking at you thinking you had some sort of disease or you were cursed in some way? Did they ever laugh at you or mock you?” She shivered and Crocodile knew then she was crying but her voice didn't betray her.

Crocodile’s hand tightened its grip on the shower head. “ Yes. It bothered me when I was younger, when it first happened.” He brought the warm water down her back then up to her head again. “It was hard, not only adjusting to no longer having a hand but to the whispers, the stares.” He put the shower head down and put out his hand for her shampoo which she gave to him. “ But with time, I mastered it and for those who laughed at me, I paid them back tenfold.” He gently applied the shampoo into her hair, lathering it, raking his long fingers from her scalp down to the ends. She let out a soft noise.

“How did you do it?”

“Do what?” His fingers again massaged her scalp causing another soft noise from her.

“Stop caring about what people think of you?”

Crocodile paused for a moment, his finger curling around a strand of the woman’s hair, lost in thought. Delphina forced herself not to turn her head to look at him. Crocodile dropped the hair he was curling around his finger, “Put your head back, please.” Delphina nodded timidly, she brought up the towel to cover her chest once more before she put her head back to meet the distant eyes of Crocodile. He combed her hair gently away from her face, his touch was so gentle. “I overcame them by realizing I was better than them. I knew I was superior to them in many ways and then their small minded opinions had no more of an effect on me.”

Delphina blinked up at him, his eyes still seemed so far away as he combed back her hair with shampoo. Her lips flickered into a smile, she laughed softly, “You would say something like that, huh.” her eyes closed, “That doesn’t help me at all though.” She thought while Crocodile continued to comb her hair then brought the shower down to wash her hair, rinsing the soap from it. “Wish I had your confidence.” she muttered. Crocodile made an annoyed sound before letting his fingers brush the hair around her ears causing the woman to jump, that shudder ran through her body.

“Ah Crocodile don’t you dare-!”

He did it again this time though moving around the shell of her ear with her own wet hair, the tickling sensation making her squirm. “AH! Crocodile knock it off, right NOW!” Again, Crocodile moved his fingers and her own wet hair around her ear before blowing a breath gently there as well. She squirmed and pushed his hands away, a ghost of a giggle escaping her lips.

“Ill stop it when you stop moping.” He now went for her other ear, caressing it lightly then letting his fingers drip down her neck, she let out a giggle now, that caused his lips to flicker into a smirk. She turned around and pushed his hands away, giving him a look-trying to seem angry but he recognized the light was back in her eyes.

“You are a real bastard, you know that?” He hummed and moved his hand to gently stroke her cheek before giving it a gentle pinch.

“OW! Ass!”

“Got you to stop moping didn’t I?” Delphina smacked his chest then rubbed her pinched cheek.

“Yeah by tickling me into submission.” Crocodile grinned and chuckled,

“It worked regardless. Now turn back around. I'm not done with your hair conditioner next.” He put out his hand for it. She pouted, sticking her tongue out at him again before handing the condition over.

“Ends only.” she requested and he nodded. He rubbed the small bit of condition into the ends of her hair and let it sit for a moment.

It was quiet between the two for a minute before she cleared her throat, squishing a puddle of water with her foot. “Thank you… for not being a jerk about how I look and being…nice about it.” her words felt awkward on her lips. “And…cheering me up. You are a bastard but kind of tolerable and sweet…bastard nonetheless.” Crocodile looked at her back again and that smirk fell into a warm smile.

“Hm, welcome.” Crocodile couldn’t see she was smiling shyly at him, while he rinsed the rest of the conditioner out of her hair. He let his hand go through her hair one more time to comb it out and make sure it was all clean before his fingers brushed the shell of her ear again. “All done Princess.” She heard him stand for a moment before sitting once more. She turned around once she knew he was seated.

“I have to use my own soap because you know… chemicals.”

Crocodile nodded, “It’s fine.” Delphina got down the shower head and realized that despite the fact the man was sitting on the low stool she still could barely reach his shoulder. She huffed, damn giant.

Crocodile now heard her move and scoot over her own stool. He soon felt her weight against his back as the water from the showerhead ran down his shoulders and back. The ex warlord tried not to think of her body pressed up against him, with only a towel in between them. He twitched slightly. Meanwhile, Delphina looked at his back more in detail, watching his muscles flex underneath the skin and the water trail down it. She let her one free hand trace his muscles then finding a scar she traced that too. She hummed in approval and Crocodile raised an eyebrow. She then started to lather up his back with soap, starting much like he did with her, starting at the neck and shoulders and moving slowly, slowly down.

Delphina watched him closely, hoping to make him squirm under her touch like he did to her but the man appeared to be stoic and still as ever though inwardly Crocodile was squirming. He could not remember the last time someone touched him….let alone touch him so gingerly. Crocodile’s body slowly relaxed under the woman’s touch as she massaged his back while washing it. He started to hear her humming to herself as she did so, making him melt even more under her touch.

“Washing hair now.” she announced and he nodded. Delphi continued to hum as she let the water run over his hair and down his neck, he put his head back without even her requesting it. Delphina hid the laugh threatening to come out at how peaceful he looked. She just kept smiling and humming, now adding the shampoo to his hair. She massaged his scalp and then let her fingers trail down his long black hair; he gave a soft noise of satisfaction. The froggy woman felt her ears burning, “I didn't realize your hair was so long.” She said softly. His eyes flickered open, blinking as if being awoken. Crocodile looked up to see her smiling down at him with soft eyes.

Mr. 0 eyes widened a fraction and his heart skipped a beat. “Close your eyes, I don't want soap getting in them.” She brushed his cheek and he did as he was told. Crocodile soon felt the warmth against his hair, her fingers combing, continuously massaging his scalp. He had to stop himself from letting out a sigh of pleasure. It all felt so nice, he tried to keep himself awake, but the warmth of the water, the sensation of her fingers in his hair and just her gentle touch…made him sleepy.

“ Are you sleeping?” She laughed softly, adding conditioner to the ends of his hair.

“Mmm no.” He murmured, in his old raspy tone. She again just laughed at him, causing his face to burn a fraction.

“Almost done.” She let the water rush down his scalp and down to the ends, followed by her fingers, in his sleepy state he let escape a soft hum of satisfaction. The Crocodile's eyes fluttered open when he felt a soft kiss on his forehead.

“Mwah! And with the kiss from the princess you are a handsome prince once again. All done, Prince Sandman. Now finish up your shower and I'll dry your hair.” Delphina started to step off the stool, careful not to slip. “Don't turn around until I’ve said so.” Crocodile didn't say anything and just kind of sat there for a moment, completely frozen-dumbfounded. He turned his head slightly, not even registering her command. His violet eyes stared at her side profile, watching the water drip and slide down her round mosaic body in places where he hadn’t been blessed with caressing, all the while her eyes were closed humming softly.

Crocodile let out a hoarse breath before quickly turning his head away.He turned back on the shower on full blast and finished washing up, trying not to be distracted by the woman behind him, and her happy humming. Crocodile tried to drown out her hums with the loud brashness of the water. Tried to drown out the feelings and emotions that were rising over him. He missed her touch and fingers through his hair, but he had to put those thoughts far from his mind. The large man sighed pushing back the strands of hair that fell forward. He had to get himself together, he was falling apart like the cracked desert earth. He needed to keep himself together.

Crocodile might have stayed under the water longer, eyes snapped shut while he heard Delphina already starting to dry off. He held his breath for as long as he could before letting it out once more, before turning off the showerhead. Crocodile kept his head down as he reached for the towel, not again realizing that now Delphina had turned to look at him,as he dried off. He was so big compared to her, and the way the water clung to his hair and body made her shiver. He was so beautiful. Delphina thought he was going to look up and feel her eyes on him so she quickly turned away to gather her bathroom essentials. Once Crocodile had his own towel, and knowing Delphina was covered they both turned at the same time, Delphina put out a nervous smile at him she beckoned Crocodile to her own level and he obeyed soundlessly. She put a towel to his hair to dry it, “ I think we should braid your hair.”

“No.”

“Ponytail?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Hmm man bun.” She pulled the towel to his shoulders after fluffing his hair revealing a scowl from him but she was just grinning at him cheekily,

“No, Delphina.” He threw a towel over her head and proceeded to dry her hair. He could see her pouting underneath the towel.

“You are no fun, I didn’t even suggest pigtails.” Delphina felt a little pinch to her cheek again, “OW! Stop pinching me!” Delphina swatted the large man’s hand away again, rubbing the sore spot on her face from Crocodile’s pinch, she looked up to see the bastard smiling in that lazy way that he does. She felt her face blush, “You are such a bastard.” Delphina still pouting took the towel Crocodile used to dry her hair, and threw it over his head. He kind of sat there awkwardly, towel still over his face when he heard Delphina slip on a robe.

“I’m going back to the room with Bonez at least he doesn’t bully me and you can sit happy and naked by yourself, hmph!” Crocodile face burned as he quickly took the towel off and saw Delphina leaving him, totally not taking in her backside as she did so. Crocodile, an ex warlord of the sea, a man who could make any number of people cower and fall at his feet in fear, cold and biting as the desert sand had discovered something new about himself. He had another weakness now, and it came in the form of a small but feisty woman who could turn into a frog.

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missrandomdreamer · 1 year ago

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Kintsugi: Delphina and Sir Crocodile snippet

This is again has not been edited: this bad boy was written and barfed on to Tumblr :P its chaotic and honestly not sure about the ending but here ya go ~

If someone told him finding a frog in a barrel of supply food would change his life he would have told them they were absolutely idiotic. No way finding a little desert rain frog hiding in a barrel of fruit would turn his life upside down-but not if this frog changed into an angry small woman who gave him an earful-would change his view on life then maybe…maybe he would agree with that person. Sir Crocodile, Bonez and now Miss Delphina had been traveling for over a month now. The trio had got into some sort of routine though Delphina wanted to bite Sir Crocodile at any opportunity she got-she did seem to get along well with Bonez though. They had become a dysfunctional little ‘family’ though Crocodile hated to use that word. He didn’t want to admit it, but he had got used to Delphina’s presence on their ship.

Bonez had gone to do recon on the island while Crocodile and Delphina stayed near the boat. They had built a fire on the sand, just to feel the earth underneath their feet again. They both wouldn’t admit it but they desperately loved feeling the sand under their feet more than they would like to admit, especially Delphina. They would return to the boat soon but for now they sat across from one another with the fire being the only light.

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Sir Crocodile stared at the young woman who sat across from him from the fire-pit. The flames light danced across her terracotta and light patches of skin, her strange golden eyes glowed by the light: her lips forever in a tight pout. Since meeting Miss Froggy, he couldn't help notice how her skin in certain lights sparkled as if her different tones of skin were inlaid with gold like kintsugi pottery. He huffed out a ring of smoke and shook his head.

"What are you staring at?" Princess Froggy spat, her golden eyes burning at him, bringing a chuckle from the large man, smoking his cigar.

"You. " Crocodile watched her features flush as she snapped her face away from him.

"Well stop-it's creepy, ya old pervert."

Sir Crocodile had to stop himself from choking on his cigar as he chuckled. "My apologies, Miss Delphina." He saw her face glow more, and couldn't stop himself from smiling.

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To be fair, Delphina hadn’t really wanted to stay on the ship, she was only using them as transportation but after revealing herself to them-she hadn’t mind staying with them…at least for awhile. She could always slip away easily if she needed to: being a small frog (Being a small lady in general) had its perks. If she was being honest with herself she kind of liked their company. Bonez was quiet but kind to her and Sir Crocodile…well he always acted like he had a hook up his ass but he was fun to annoy. She was actually surprised he hadn’t tried to kill her yet-not that he could. She would be too fast for him and well she had a secret weapon if he did.

Delphina caught him smiling at her now which made her frown more. She hated to admit it but he was good looking and that annoyed her..and he had a big chest to snuggle into …well at least the brief time she had snuggled into his chest when he first picked her up from the fruit barrel. Then he was made of sand??? Bonus points for the frog girl but he could also be an ass hole so minus points. Delphina found herself glowering at him, yes he was attractive, and he had a big ole chest she could just stick her face in annnnd the scars and his stupid hair annnd he was made of sand but no no he smoked cigars (Which were stinky) and he could be a huge prick. She would not be falling for Captain Hooky nope nope nope. Then again, here he was opening admitting to staring at her with his stupid pretty eyes and his stupid face. He probably was just thinking how unattractive she was and how she looked like a big old pile of mud.

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"What are you smiling at now, hook hand?" Delphina was giving him a glowing glare, her lips still pouting. God he wanted to just hold her face in his hand and kiss those lips. No.

Crocodile didn't let his smile slip and merely just huffed on his cigar, attempting to erase his feelings and thoughts. He simply shrugged at her question which caused the woman just to get more angry. She was just a little spitfire and he couldn’t help being amused by her and her antics—as well as maybe poke the little frog just to get her riled up.

“Ugh you're such a creep.” She turned to look away from him, crossing her arms over her chest. Sir Crocodile chuckled, he could see she was blushing. Though- he saw the young woman shiver, watching him fold into herself more.She had no shoes on-saying she preferred more than once to have the sand in her toes. Yet-he could tell she was cold-the girl hardly wore the right clothes for being warm. The ex-warlord watched her carefully and before he gave it a second thought, he let his sand ability move under her.

Delphina let out an angry squeak as she tried to fight his suna suna no mi power. She thrashed and let her hands try to drag in the sand but it was no use. “CROCODILE! What the FU--”

Her voice was cut off when she felt the sandman’s arms around her, her face pressed against his large chest. Her face immediately felt hot and her small body no longer felt cold. Her breath hitched when she looked up to his face-he wasn’t looking at her, only the fire. Delphina-so talkative-went quiet and just stared up at the large man cradling her in his arms.

“You looked cold- but don’t think I'll be holding your ass all night-”

Delphina felt her lips flicker into a mischievous grin, “You’re holding just my ass?” She couldn’t stop herself.

Immediately-Crocodile’s face changed color and he nearly choked on his cigar. He walked right into that one. He turned his face slightly to her and grinned, that devilish grin, “Don’t tempt me woman.”

Delphina with the straightest of faces, moved her small hand near his chest-making eye contact with him. “You grab my ass, I’m squeezing one of your man titties.” Sir Crocodile glared at her and she just glared back but the little frog woman couldn’t keep her straight face up any longer and dissolved into a fit of giggles causing Crocodile to lose face, he ignored the way he felt his heart swell and nearly flat lined at her laughter. “I won’t grab your man titties but please don’t grab my ass-at least not when I’m cold… and ya know Bonez could appear any second.”

Sir Crocodile chuckled looking away from her, “Deal.” He brought the woman closer to himself, causing the woman to make a soft content hum. Silence involved the two, to where the soft crackle of the fire was the only sound. The large man felt Delphina’s hands twitch and move to play with his green ascot around his neck. Her chubby fingers moving over the texture of it but not pulling at it to choke him. His eyes flickered to her, and she immediately stopped, looking embarrassed.

“Sorry.” she mumbled. Crocodile shook his head and brought up his good hand and took her small one into his own. He guided her fingers to undo the ascot and let it fall into the woman’s hands. Crocodile could hear her let out a soft squeak and felt her body tense in his embrace. When his violet eyes flickered to her kintsugi face, he saw it had turned the color of rose gold. He huffed in amusement but couldn’t help thinking of how beautiful she looked.

“Thanks.”

“Hmm.”

Again silence enveloped the two of them. Delphina was relaxed once again and let her head rest against Crocodile’s chest, as her fingers played with the lime grin ascot, finding it comforting to have such a soft material running through her fingers. Crocodile’s heart beat made for a comforting lullaby…Miss Froggy would never admit that. It didn’t take long for Delphina to fall asleep in the tall man’s arms. Crocodile didn't move until he knew the woman was dead asleep but once knowing that, using his devil fruit abilities he quietly went aboard the ship. The woman was still fast asleep when he reached their sleeping quarters, and even more so asleep when he laid her to bed. He removed the sand that had stuck peskily to her body and clothes then moved the bed sheet up over her body. Her small hands still held onto the green ascot. Crocodile smiled down softly at the woman, letting his ringed finger trace her vitiligo skin then brushing her mousy brown hair away from her face.

“Good night Princess Kintsugi.”

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When Bonez returned, he found his boss sitting alone by the fire, looking lost in thought. However, Mr. 1 knew Crocodile knew he was there, his violet eyes slid over to the sword armed man. He nodded to Mr. 1’s presence while Bonez dropped the firewood on the sand along with a basket of fruit he had gathered. Bonez took notice Mr.0 no longer wore his ascot and his vest seemed to be disheveled-unlike his boss to have an unkempt appearance. Mr 1 remained silent, whatever happened between Crocodile and Delphina was none of his business he just hoped it wouldn’t be his boss’s downfall.

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