Sᴡɪᴍᴍɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴅᴅɪsʜ ʜᴇʟʟ. Eᴜsᴛᴀss ᴋɪᴅ.

28. Fortunate Date

As promised, you had to go on another date with Shanks. He suggested sleeping together at some point to which you profusely rejected to the point you were shoving it down his throat you would never sleep in the same bed nor have sex with a man you didn't have much interest in.

Hookups weren't your thing. Granted, you knew Shanks and got closer to him but you didn't have feelings for him like that. You were only doing this to keep up the deal as promised. Just like your father, you weren't one to break deals. You didn't cheat.

Now you were getting ready for another late-night date with Shanks. It was about 7:45 PM and he was coming at 8 sharp. Hurriedly, you did your hair. Instinctively, you wore a red dress. Whenever you got dressed up, it was like second-nature to wear red as if you were to show off for a certain specific red head.

You looked at your minimal effort for your hair and sighed. It was curled with a little red butterfly clip in it. You didn't care enough to truly make yourself look that good for him. If it were a different scenario where you weren't giving yourself up to save someone you loved, you'd maybe put more effort in looking your best. Just your presence alone was able to please Shanks.

Quickly exiting the bathroom and roaming around, you put on your heels and grabbed your phone and wallet, rushing outside as the man was waiting exactly at 8 sharp. He flashed you his charming smile through the windshield as you got into the passenger seat.

As soon as you sat down in the plush seat; his hand rested on your thigh like instinct before he drove away. Shanks didn't have anything special in mind, he just wanted to take you downtown Whitebeard's area and spend time with you.

It would've been thoughtful in a different case but you could only pray Kid wasn't out. You had a habit of bumping into him when not needed, like when you were on a date with Law. If that happened, it wasn't going to be very pretty.

Eventually you found yourself walking around the beautiful downtown district covered in fairy lights and expensive shops with the redheads only arm wrapped tightly around your shoulders, somewhat like a very over-protective boyfriend.

His gaze shot down any kind of man or woman who dared to even eye you. Most people were wondering what Shanks was doing in another Yonko's territory before word started to spread of who you really were. If only your father hadn't outed you to everyone about who you actually are to him.

Shanks knew of your interest in Kid, yet was desperate to win your heart. You were pretty sure he wasn't going to stop even if you married the man. You didn't accept much gifts besides a few pieces of jewelry and some snacks.

You tried to act as if you were indulged in the date with him when you were praying it would end soon. Shanks was a delightful man, he could have any woman he ever wanted, but he chose one who's heart belonged to another man. It was like a love triangle in a way but Kid had no interest in you or anyone else, he just wanted hookups.

Shanks was talking on about some of his crew, and you couldn't lie, he had funny stories to tell. The way he lost his arm was an interesting story to you, it was heartwarming and like a heroic story you'd hear as a child. You smiled at his words and stared at his expression that faded quickly as he stared behind you.

Suddenly, you felt yourself being pulled against someone's chest. There was only one arm and you could smell the tension. You turned to look at who had grabbed you, only for your eyes to widen.

"Kid..." you muttered in shock.

Kid wrapped his arm protectively around you like a jealous boyfriend, his golden eyes glaring at Shanks, piercing his skin like knives before the angry man spoke up.

"Sorry,...captain', but she's mine."