This is how it is to flirt with them:
Zoro, Luffy, Ace, Gojo (He’s just being a smartass he knew what you meant), Rengoku, Bokuto, Suna (another smartass), Benimaru, Worick, Mihawk, Kidd, Shanks (Smartass), Franky, Sabo, Connie, Jean (but he gets what you meant like 2 days later), Aran(if he’s drunk), Astumu
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Back Home
Nicolas Brown X Gn Reader
Summary: You come home after work and your man comforts you
Warning: None.
Rating: SFW
Wordcount: 581
Requested?: No
My fingers curl lightly around the doorknob, I twist it open, the door clicks open, I feel hot and cold with nerves, my stomach flutters. A man sat on the floor next to the bed, his back rested against the side, he had a book open in his hands, fingers lightly flipping the pages, I shut the door with a soft click, I walk towards the man gently tapping the bed with my foot so he could feel the vibration, I had forced him to get a bed when I had moved in with the two Benriya boys.
Deep black eyes stared into my own, his lips turned up into a small smile, to most it would have been almost scary his teeth were shark like, sharp and jagged, but I had know this smile to be one of warmth and kindness, he always smiled at me like this, his eyes softening. His dark black hair was ruffled and sticking up all over the place. I watched him dog ear the corner of the page he was on before placing it next to him. I felt nervous now with his full attention on, he tilted his head to the side, dark eyes always watching me. I must have been frowning, I wasn't upset, but the worry in his eyes made my heart stutter, his arms opened, a hand tapping lightly against his chest, he was inviting me for a hug. Numbly I walked further towards the man, I kneeled in front of him, in between his legs, my arms curled around his shoulder and neck, his strong arms wrapped around my waist and tugged me into his chest. He smelt of a strong cologne, I buried my face into his neck, he smelled of pinewood, cinnamon and cardamom with an undernote of blood, sweat and disinfectant, I knew it was Worrick’s cologne Nicolas wouldn’t have brought it.
“WhAt's WrOnG?” His voice was thick and clumsy, the words slurring together, I could feel tears prick at my eyes, I knew he didn’t like to talk, the words felt awkward in his mouth but his hands held me firm against his chest refusing to let me go so he could sign the words. I pulled away, just enough so he could see my lips, his hands squeezed my sides gently, his dark eyes trained on my lips.
“Today was just very hard, can we move to the bed?”
He nodded, his arms holding me closer as he stood, I squealed as he suddenly threw me onto the bed, I watched his shoulders shake with laughter at the shocked laugh that painted my face, his grin was wide.
The bed creaked loudly as his weight rested on the bed, his palm rested next to my head, the other gripped my hip, the tags around his neck clinked together softly. The hand slipped up, fingers lightly brushed against my side, I gasped as his fingers dug into my side, ticklish feelings erupting where his finger touched my skin.
“Nic!” I squealed, a wide grin split my face, I pushed hard at his chest, he was so heavy that I knew he wouldn't budge, he grinned down at me.
“SmiLe MoRe,” his voice crackled, his hand tilting my head back, rough lips pressed softly against my own, they were dry and cracked, but he was so tenderly kissing me, his hand slipped down and rested lightly on my throat. “LoVe YoU.”
"I love you too Nicolas."
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