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Crocodile x Reader

Title: Food Problem.
Time: N/A
Setting: Croccy's Casino >;)

⚠️: Anorexia, Talk Of Depression.

[Y'all aren't alone, i love you very much, you're all beautiful. Don't think lowly of yourself, because goddamnit, you're a god/goddess/immortal being.]

Walking into the casino, you greeted Robin with a ridiculously happy smile.

She knew something was wrong right then and there.

Your codename was Ms. End-Saturday, while Robin was Ms. All-Sunday.

She was the beginning, while you were the last thing they saw.

"Soo, where's croccy?" You asked, fiddling with your fingers.

"He's currently feeding the Crocodiles." She said, "Or alligators, sometimes i don't know." She laughed softly.

"Ah, i get it." You smiled.

"Its been months, what happened?" Robin suddenly said, getting absolutely serious.

"Uh- I've been thinking." You murmured sheepishly.

"Well, you look like skin and bones, you need fed." She smiled, treating you to a nice meal.

You slowly picked up the fork, gulping as you stared at it, the food looked menacing, something you were suprised to admit. You, the amazing End-Saturday, were afraid of a morsel of food.

Robin was concerned. You were usually a food lover, nomming on anything you could get your hands on.

"what happened?" She suddenly asked.

"Uh- Hurt." You said simply, and shoved the food down your throat, visibly sweating as you chewed slowly.

Robin shook her head, basically forcefeeding you for about 30-45 minutes.

By the time you left, Robin was exhausted.

Standing up, Robin went to go see crocodile in your place. He looked over, staring at robin, "i asked for Ms. End-Saturday, not you." He grumbled.

"Well, Your prized partner is currently afraid of food." She said, and crossed her arms, "she had her first meal just a minute ago, in months." Robin shook her head, "I'm coming to you, because she'll listen to you. Take your orders." Robin began walking out.

"I trust you'll do what's best for her, Mr. 0." She grimaced, and left.

...

The next day, you Slowly made your way to the VIP section, and sat on the couch, staring at the sweets with a want, but fear overtook your body, and you sat there, waiting for your beloved Mr. 0 to arrive.

He slowly slipped in, hanging up his coat.

"So, Ms. All-Sunday tells me you're afraid of food." He said, and looked over, "i can't have you starve, it makes you weak." He glared, looking as sadistic as ever.

Though his eyes were laced with slight concern, it shocked you, croccy was worrying for your sorry ass.

"Its okay-"

"it's clearly not okay!" He growled, and slammed his hands on the desk, making your eyes trail to the side.

"You worry me...you always tear yourself to the limit, and stop, wait to heal, then do it again. We can't keep repeating this." He said, firmly addressing the situation.

You stared down, guilt spreading across your face as Crocodile seemed to soften.

"You're one of my greatest assets, and i was hoping that you'd become even greater." He said, and lifted your chin with his hook, "So, tell me. Why aren't you taking care of yourself?"

Your cheeks flush as you quickly stand, moving to exit, your face full of fear and anxiety.

He took note of that, and eased up, gently putting his hook around your waist, pulling your back to his chest.

"What's wrong?"

"Why..why are you so adamant?!" You yelled, and pushed away, "I don't matter! Nothing matters! This stupid Alabasta can just go to hell! I'm not worthy of fighting for you Mr. 0!" You ranted, all about your issues.

Crocodile sat and listened while you yelled at him non-stop, actually taking what you're saying into consideration. He loved you, how could he not?

Suddenly, crocodile grabbed your hand, pulling you to his firm chest.

You sat there, but gently nuzzled into the crook of his neck.

"I'm adamant because i care, because you are worth my time, worth everything in this pathetic world of ours. You and I, can take this city, and use it to our advantage." He smiled, that sadistic smile that you loved so much.

"Cover it with sand..?" You asked, and slowly looked up at him.

He laughed, and nodded, "This will be a graveyard, for all of Alabasta." He murmured, and began rubbing your thigh.

"I can't wait to kill them all." He said, and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, then trailed to your lips, pulling you in for the sweetest, cigar-tasting kiss you'd ever had.

When he pulled away, you placed a hand to your lips, and let out a happy giggle. Crocodile smiled down at you, and squeezed your thigh, signalling all you needed to know.

You were his lover, and he'd keep you alive, no matter how long you needed to heal.