From texting to ahh~ Trafalgar Law x Reader

From texting to dreaming

A/N: this was written as a joke, honestly. A joke well received by readers on DA, but still.
It's one of my older stories and I don't think I'll read it over once more to find the mistakes hidden inside.
Enjoy nevertheless!

Studying isn't that bad, even when everyone would say otherwise and no other soul would ever agree with you. But it really isn't. Unless.. you have a particular neighbour who could be very noisy. Like... now. Loud moans, grunts and screams could be heard through the thin walls of your apartment and even turning up your music didn't help anymore.

Red crept up your cheeks as you unwillingly listened to the noises coming from your neighbouring apartment where a certain *cough* sexy *cough* student lived. Moan after moan rang through your apartment, as loud as seeming it was coming from your very room. When your phone suddenly vibrated, your heart jumped up like a scared cat. How hard can that thing vibrate? You wondered as you opened up the text you had received. 'Could you be less loud?! This is getting out of hand, (y/n)! Or at least invite me next time, damn it.' You sighed as the redhead from the other side had send his message. 'Blame Law, not me. I'm studying unlike some of us.'

It was silent, eerily silent if the ticking of your clock didn't count to making noise. Even your music had stopped, you giving up to making more noise than the two in the other room. You looked with squinted eyes in the direction of the wall, almost expecting something to happen. Just when a happy sigh left your lips and a contend smile was reaching them, another noise caught your ears. Crashing, thumping and suddenly, a very loud moan. "Really?! Stop it already!" You yelled to the wall as it groaned from the activity on the other side.

With huffed cheeks your grabbed your phone from your bed and texted the number you started to know by heart. 'Law! Seriously, keep down your noise already. I'm getting really uncomfortable by them. And I'm trying to work here.' Almost fuming, you glared at the screen, demanding at least an apology from it. 'What are you talking about? I know you're studying and I'm just returning from my shopping, (y/n)-ya.' With a headtilt, you looked from the phone to the groaning wall. "Then who is.." You whispered as another vibrate shuddered in your hand. '...'

'FUCK!' His scream was almost audible as you read his message and blinked in confusion. A new noise rang through the wall separating your room with Law's. As that sound stopped, so did the moaning. "Shit!" You heard someone yell and raised a brow as the sound of shuffling furniture whispered to your room.

This went on for a couple of minutes until a door slammed shut loudly and a familiar voice boomed from the other side. "The hell do you think you're doing?!" You heard the male student yell at someone you probably don't know as the voice answering sounded foreign in your ears. "I don't care. Get out. Next time you're going to stay with Shachi when you think this was appropriate. And you, young lady, will not set foot in here again when I'm gone." You heard Law say as you laid your ear against the wall, trying to understand what they were saying.

The door opened and shut gradually, letting silence take over once again over the little flat where you lived. "Finally." You muttered and looked at the clock. This whole ordeal had went on for at least an hour and you could resume studying once again. With a groan, you sat back in the chair and read over your notes and the lines of the book as your bell chimed. With a little jump of surprise you threw your pen away to the furthest corner and stomped over to the door. "Really? Why is it always me when I'm trying to do something? Anything. Even writing or reading isn't a time to relax anymore." You muttered and took the chain off the hook before opening the door with a scowl gracing your face.

Seeing who stood in front of you, your face lit up slightly. "Law?" He was angry and a hand ran through his hair, showing his annoyance.

"(y/n)-ya." He retorted as he looked down at your frame.

"Uh.. is.. something wrong, Law?" You asked as you tried to hide your room from his sight and let him see as less as possible. His eyes trailed to the side as his lips formed the words he would be saying.

"Can I sleep here tonight?"

Your (e/c) orbs grew wide as a reddish hue formed over your cheeks and you became a stuttering mess. "Y-you w-want t-to sleep h-here?"

"That's what I asked." Law said as his grey eyes bored into your (e/c) coloured ones.

"Why?" The word slipped your lips and mentally you slapped yourself. 'Why would I mind him sleeping here? He's almost the same as a god, (y/n).' You mentally argued and Law raised his brow with a small smirk.

"Because it reeks of sex in there and I really don't want to touch something in my room right now. Reason enough?" Law asked, casually leaning on your doorpost. Heat crept rapidly to your face, thinking of the little fact you maybe didn't want to know.

With a shake of your head, you cleaned your thoughts and opened the door more. "Come in." You whispered, letting Law set foot in your small apartment. As he stepped further inside you were impudently checking out his hind. 'Damn. So hot.' Your thoughts were making you imagine how it would feel as Law turned around to see why you stayed at the door.

"Like what you see?" He asked with a smirk, shaking you back to reality. Now, you were sure to be resembling a tomato and your eyes jumped to somewhere else.

"No idea what you're talking about." You muttered, quickly passing his body to the kitchen. "Want something to drink? Because I really need a strong drink right now." You asked the male and whispered to yourself, grabbing your last bottle of whiskey and a glass.

"Water is good enough. Are you okay? I thought you had an exam tomorrow." Law asked, his lips still forming a handsome smirk as he watched you preparing your strong drink and his glass of water.

"I'm fine." You squeaked, mentally groaning. 'How, just how can someone let me act like this? Please kill me..' His hand touched yours as he drew away your drink from your hand.

"Then don't drink. You'll only oversleep again." His breath tickled the hair on your neck as a shudder ran through your spine. His chest touched your back and unintentionally you leaned back to feel his warmth travel over you whole body. A chuckle left his full lips at your action and the rumble made your whole body feel warm. His touch was gentle as his hand set down the glass and his arm wrapped around your waist. You closed your eyes and melted in his touch. "You should watch out, dear (y/n)-ya. You could get hurt if you do this with a lot of people." He whispered in your ear, warm breath tickling your lobe and a sigh left your lips.

"I don't actually." You whispered and opened your eyes halfway, looking up at his grey ones. "Only with you." You whispered, hoping he wouldn't catch on. As his smirk turned to a grin, you knew he did actually.

Swiftly his strong arms turned you around and pushed your body to the edge of the bench, trapping his legs between yours as he looked down over your smaller form. "So you don't mind me doing this, hmm?" He asked, lowering his head as he lips almost touched yours.

"My brain should stop doing this. As if you would really do this." You muttered, eyes casting down and shaking your head. Law raised his brow and snickered.

"Would your mind fulfil what you want or would it suddenly stop?" He asked amused.

"Pfft, my alarm would scream to wake me up at this point." You laughed and met the grey hues once again.

"Then let me prove it's not a dream." Law muttered as his lips caught yours. His soft lips moved against your lips and with some hesitation your lips answered his call.

With closed eyes, you let your soft touch wander over the well toned and slim body within your reach. His hands travelled from resting on your hips up over your back, eventually letting one hand grab your hair, pulling it down slightly. A whimper escaped your lips and the male took this opportunity to slip his tongue in your wet cavern. Breaking away was the hardest thing you had ever done, but Law never pulled away for real, letting his head rest against yours. "Still thinking this is a dream?" He whispered huskily.

"It still is if I don't wake up next to you tomorrow." You muttered softly. With a grin, Law picked you up and brought you to your room.

"It's getting late, let's sleep." He said, throwing you the last bit on your bed before crawling in with you and tossing away his shirt. With a small giggle escaping your lips and red gracing your face, you laid your head on his now bare chest. His hands pulled you closer to his warm body and one soon rested on one of your legs. "Good night, (y/n)-ya." Law said with a smirk and you nuzzled your head softly on his painted chest.

"Good night, Law." You whispered as tiredness waved over your form and soon claimed you to the sleep you needed.

"Sweet dreams."