|In What Way?| [One Piece x Reader]

Chapter Three

[Hope yall like it so far!]

"Yes, its me." You stared blankly, your lips twitching into a smile.

Shanks again almost died of shock, and shook your shoulders, "you feel things?!"

"I've always felt things, nitwit." You punched his face, and sent him flying.

"Get it in your head already!" You glared.

Shanks got up, and childishly pouted, looking away from you.

You deadpanned, and slowly walked over, concern lacing your features.

"I'm so-"

"IM JUST GLAD YOU'RE OKAYY!" He sobbed, and jumped onto you.

You furrowed your brows, irritation evident in your face, but it slowly melted into a happy, mushy expression.

You put your hand on his rear, and your other arm around his waist, pressing Shanks closely to your cloaked chest.

Shanks snuggled into your warm body, tears slipping down his cheeks.

You looked down at him, a few of your tears falling onto his head.

He peered up at your face, and then-

That look of pure happiness and love for someone- it was something he wasn't used to.

He was used to the woman being blunt, and she'd always hit him, never let him hug her, nothing.

But here you are, hugging him tightly against you, TEARS running down your cheeks as you stared at the man.

You were happy, very happy to see him.

Shanks chuckled, and cupped your larger face in his hands, he wiped your tears, and wrapped his arms around your neck.

You knew he wasn't exactly gonna let go- so you walked with him in your arms, sitting on a stump.

Your happy expression didn't falter when Benn walked over, placing a hand on your shoulder.

You looked over at him, your face immediately going blank, then softened once you knew who it was.

"Benn, its nice to see you again." You hummed, "you've gotten old."

He tensed, and glared, "dont even tell me IVE gotten old, grandma." He snarked.

"I'm literally younger then you, asshole."

Benn huffed, then rubbed the back of his head, the sanity running back into his brain.

Shanks was currently messing around, going inside your cloak, and popping out infront of you like a damn cat.

"Oh?" You asked, and freaked out when your cloak fell from your shoulders.

"Shit." You murmured, surprise wasn't something you were accustomed to expressing yet.

You stood, and Shanks fell onto the ground.

Shanks mouth dropped as he stared at your body.

You had a muscular build, and you were nothing but dainty and petite.

You could kick Shanks' ass, and that turned him on to no END.

but what was new- were the tattooed vines that circled around your arms and blossomed into flowers in the palms of your hands.

Wearing a sports bra with biker shorts wasn't the best idea, but you always wore them.

You hummed, and picked up your cloak, but stopped trying to put it on when Shanks tugged on it, glaring up at you childishly.