⚝── ❝ you know, you can't tell me you don't wanna sleep with me. ❞
a... guy? a zombie? whatever it is, he was asking me for help if i can help him to return.
ace x fem reader
post apocalyptic au
inspired by sophabelluca on their story; not quite de...
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The first sight I got from my garage made my heart skip two beats. There's a huge line of scratches decorating the left side of my car. It starts from the front light, to the door that even had some bumps on it, and then on the way back until the end of the car.
"My love..." I was weak on my knees, trembling in my voice, "Baby, you're hurt..." I reached out my hands to feel the surface.
I got lost words.
Suddenly, my head is an empty vessel as I forgot how to speak nor I don't remember any languages.
I knew it.
I somehow knew that letting those two drive my car had a high possibility of ending up like this, but I don't know why I just forgot about it that day.
Those two are literally Luffy.
Luffy 2.0 and Luffy 3.0 share the same brain cells in a life-death situation during a pandemic.
Why did I even let them borrow my beloved car?
Once he arrived at the crime scene, he let out a gasp as his hands frantically held my shoulder, drawing me back to harsh reality. With a worried look on his face, "Y/N... are you okay?"
"Never even... once in my life, did I let my baby get hit by gravel.... Ace."
"Y/N it's uh,"
"Who's driving?"
He took back for a second before reluctantly answered, "We.. we're both driving...."
I heaved out a sigh, tracing my fingers along the lines that were engraved on it at this point, before I stood straight up.
"I'm sorry.." He quickly said, his hands began to squeeze my arms lightly before stroking circles with his thumbs. "I'm.... very sorry."
He's serious, there's a hint of guilt in his eyes. He furrowed his eyebrows and looked distressed. And by the sounds of it, apparently he's not in favor of making mistakes or getting other people upset.
That's actually cute.
Unfortunately, his sincere concern was able to melt my anger right away.
So still retaining a straight face, I slowly raised my hands to keep his in my arms, stopped him from squeezing them, "You do look so guilty, hm?" I smiled and looked at him straight in the eyes, "So it is you that scratched my car, right?"
His face went from sad to terrified one in a flash. Oh God, if only I can record it. It was like he just met face to face with a ghost that was disguised as his friends in horror movies.
"Y/N- I, I can explain-!"
I looked up at him again for a moment, "Well, never mind." I gave a half shrug.
