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✎Artist : InHyuk Lee- Artstatiom
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Characteristics of the reader:
✏︎Tomboy
✏︎Funny
✏︎Unknowingly flirty
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✏︎Crewmember of the strawhats
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⚠️Warning⚠️
VERY VULGAR
╚═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*══╝The crew had made a stop to restock. Why? Luffy ate everything and to survive, living beings need to eat. (💀) You stayed on the boat with a few people, sitting on the railings as you were swinging your legs in emptiness, reading a book. But now that the sun was setting, you wouldn't be able to read for much longer.
"Damn it," you grumbled as you sharply closed the book. "I'll have to wait tomorrow to know if Claire snitches on Matthieu."
"What?"
You slid yourself off the railing as you faced the swordsman. "You can't feel my pain, Zoro."
He raised his eyebrows, giving him a dumbfounded expression. However, he quickly awarded your behaviour to your quirky personality and your love for books. "Wanna hit the bar?" he asked, jabbing a thumb over his shoulder.
The guy always had perfect timing. "Damn right."
And that's how you ended up in a bar, partying with strangers and Zoro. As always, you eventually ended up sitting at the bar as you watched the lad competing in a drinking competition. "Crush them, boy!" Cracking his neck, he positioned himself for the battle of Who's the most experienced alcoholic? Wishing to be as close to the action as possible you stretched your upper body against the table's surface. This caused your breast to brush against the table. This angle resulted in them being more revealing than usual. You crossing your arms under your chest didn't help. Sensual? No. You were simply bent over the table but a man decided otherwise and decided he was in the right to touch you inappropriately. His filthy hands grasped your bottom. As soon as you realized, you jolted away, taking extra care to face him, defying him in silence. Ultimately, you confronted him with the natural question: "What do you think you're doing?"
The man hiccuped as he staggered backward. He was outrageously drunk. For someone to drink like that...You pitied him but only for a second. No matter how drunk a person might be, touching someone else in such a way was unacceptable. Your sympathy felt even lower when he said what shouldn't be said:"You kinda looked for it."
You little fucker...!
"Excuse me? You're the one who isn't wearing a shirt! I, on the other hand, bent over a table!" you declared as you pummeled the aforementioned wooden surface. "I'm not flat so yeah my cushions were kinda showing off. This doesn't mean you are allowed to touch them!" (That for me, is how a real-world badass woman defends herself: speak up about the incoherences before attacking. Misbehavior can't be automatically answered by misbehavior according to me. If you agree give me a YEEHAW!🤠)
"Why not" he laughed unaware he had just signed his death contract. So you gave yourself a swing to leave an undelicate mark on his chee. The good old slap caused the already unstable man to finally fall over. The hubbub ceased immediately as the more skittish of all ran out of the bar. "Go fuck yourself!" the drunk barked as he raised back up.
"That's gonna be hard to achieve my guy."
"Die you bitch!"
"Well, that's already more realistic."
That was it. He had reached his final straw. How did you know? Let's say him flipping the table over was quite an obvious hint. The poor drinks crashed against the wooden floor, exploding into tiny pieces. The man charged toward you. You positioned yourself, ready to give him an uppercut that he wouldn't be ready to forget. Unfortunately, you did not have the opportunity to make him taste the strength of your fist. A masculine figure slid itself between you and your aggressor. Zoro didn't even need to unsheathe his swords to send the guy flying away. You mumbled as you relaxed your posture. You would have preferred to take care of it yourself but a part of you was glad he acted. Maybe because it proved he genuinely cared? And to strengthen that : "Are you ok, (y/n)!?"
"Yeah. I pushed him away before he could do anything hurtful." In fact, your answer didn't matter. It was obvious that the swordsman had very strong deadly yearnings regarding the drunk pervert. "Zoro, I said I'm fine. It just ended up being a violent vocal altercation," you said loudly, pushing the sound from your throat violently as if you had barked. A few seconds passed by before he lowered his sword. "Let's get out of here," he whistled between his clenched teeth, his dark eyes never leaving the fellow as he made his way outside the bar, you on his heels. The first minutes went by in silence but not a peaceable one; it was excruciatingly heavy. You had to say something. You had to thank him but you sucked at those sorts of things... "I could have taken care of it you know?" The moment you saw him spin on his heels was when you realized you should have stayed quiet.
"The man wanted to assault you inappropriately. He got angry and things turned out of control. I wasn't gonna take any risk."
You had to make the atmosphere light...Now!
"So you're worried for me enough to let go of your booze?" you brought a hand to your chest as you sighed dramatically. "I'm touched..."
Epic fail.
He grabbed your shoulder, forcing you to stop walking. "(y/n), this is serious. Something could have happened."
"As I said, I could have taken care of the matter by myself."
"I know you could but that's not the point I'm trying to make. We're family on this crew. If I hadn't done anything, it would have meant I failed my duty. Do you understand?"
You tilted an eyebrow, visibly questioning the transparency of the words that just escaped his mouth. He felt that. "I'm worried for you." He finally admitted to feeling your insisting gaze on him.
"That's more honest." You slid an arm over his shoulders. "You know what? Thank you for standing up for me, for real." You meant those words.
"Don't mention it." he snickered as he copied your gesture. "Let's get back to the Sunny."
"Yeah..."
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DAMN THIS FEEL SO OOC 😬 or am I worrying for nothing again? I probably am...▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
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