Ghost. {Sabo x Reader}

Travelling Outside Our Boundaries.

"Are we gonna talk about what happened with the woman in the woods?" You calmly ask as you lean against the living room doorway, your eyes fixated on the sweet blond as he sits at the fireplace, watching the flames dance.

You hadn't spoken about it all day, not that you had the chance once you got back to your house, your father wouldn't stop speaking to you for more than 30 minutes - sure, he came to visit you, so it makes sense but when you've got a ghost to converse with, you'd very much like some privacy. 

Which when you think about that statement, it's actually quite crazy but you are certainly not crazy and he is here, if it wasn't for the fact that both Thatch and Luffy seemed to sense him too, you would have probably seeked mental help from a professional by now. 

"Nah, we don't need to talk about it." Sabo carelessly chimes, peeking over his shoulder at you while wearing a smile almost as bright as the sun. Too bad it's just a mask. "I'm never gonna leave you and that's final!"

"I feel like you're in deni--"

"I wonder, how did I follow you through those woods at all? Before you came along, I couldn't leave this property~!" As much as you know he is avoiding the issue at hand here, that statement does manage to distract you. 

Excellent point. 

He couldn't leave the house because his spirit was strongly linked to it.

So if he can leave the home to follow me now, does that mean that he is spiritually linked with me?

"You see what I mean then, right?!" Sabo excitedly blurts, shamelessly responding to your thoughts and even managing to make a small heat rise to your cheeks - to even consider such things says a lot about your ego but--!

I don't have an ego, do I?

"Nah, you're just a logical thinker." You notice the blonde's smile growing slightly wider by the second as he pats the floor beside him, signalling for you to take a seat whilst his eyes look back to the flames - oddly enough, fire doesn't seem to frighten him after what he went through. "Maybe my soul is linked to you because I like you."

Like or lo--?! Shut up!

Forcing your thoughts to the back burner, you instead focus your attention on Sabo's soft chuckle as you sit down next to him, idly resting your head again his shoulder. But maybe he's right about linking to you, you've seen everybody walk right through him but not you, to you he feels like a real solid person, he even emits a warmth when you cuddle up to him in bed - it's hard to remember sometimes that he's a ghost, you'll often have to stop yourself from speaking to him in front of your dad. 

"It's love, you know..." The blonde's voice instantly snapping you out of your thoughts, your eyes almost leaping from your skull and your heart thudding heavily inside your chest, you've almost forgotten how to even breathe.

"What...?" Not usually the best answer given these circumstances but all things considered, this situation is extremely different to any other. 

"I love you." The blonde clarifies without missing a beat, his arm resting along the back of your shoulders as he leans in to peck your lips, a warm and very slightly damp sensation but one that sets off fireworks in your heart. 

That was a real kiss from a real man. 

"I love you too." 

A real man that you want to make all yours. 

Nestling your face into his collar, your fingers begin fiddling with his dress shirt, slowly unbuttoning the top few buttons before slipping your fingers underneath the fabric to feel his skin. Strangely enough, when he sleeps at night, he takes his clothes off but they don't disappear like you'd expect, it's like they're really there. 

Pressing a light kiss to his neck, you instinctively inhale his scent, he always smells like an expensive cologne but there's always a slight smoky smell to him also, as if he had been burning wood in the garden previously or something - but it admittedly just adds to his charm in a way, only he could be both fancy and a little messy at the same time. 

An airy giggle escaping his lips whilst his hand trails down your back, leaving a slight shiver in it's wake before his touch finally stops on your hip, his free hand reaching into your hair and his fingers combing through your locks before he takes a gentle grip on your strands, carefully pulling you away from his neck to capture your lips with his own.

The kiss isn't as in control as usual, this time there's a small hunger and even a tint of desperation to it. With one small move, he soon pins you down to the living room floor, not too hard but enough to warrant a small gasp from your lips, one that he immediately takes advantage of. 

His tongue impatiently meeting yours and engaging in a teasing dance while his hands travel, his warm touch softly running down to your thighs and spreading your legs just enough to position himself between them, causing a stir inside your stomach and a distinct hotness to spread throughout your entire core.

You've slept in bed with him and encouraged his touch and kisses, a bit of teasing here and there but this is something entirely different.

But you're ready for this. 

You feel the blonde smile against your lips as you come to such a conclusion, giving your lower lip a playful pinch with his teeth before breaking the kiss, his breath lightly fanning your face as he calmly whispers; "Let's go to bed." 

A request you gladly accept.