Feelings unfold | sanjixnami | Sanji X Nami

Slow and Steady

"Waves crashed loudly against the bow of the Sunny. It was a starry cold night out on the seas of the Grand Line. Nami, being on watch for the night, sat wistfully peering over the seemingly black abyss of the sea, only illuminated by the moonlight.

She leaned over the crows nest, arms crossed and eyes half lidded, reflecting back on their time in Whole Cake. How they barely managed to escape with their lives intact, and just how much sheer luck played into their escape.

She had no idea how they managed to get out of there. The Yonko were no joke, clearly. Not as if any of their adventures had ever been easy, but this one was clearly took the cake for barely making it out alive.

Her thoughts were interrupted as she heard a faint creaking of a door opening and dim light pouring in from behind her. She peered over to see none other than the curly cook himself, carrying a platter of various fruits along with a fancy glass full of juice, adorned with tangerines on the edges.

“Nami-San~” he mouthed to her, waving and smiling. He couldn’t call out to her, given it was so late into the night.

Nami smiled, waving back at him. Knowing that the fruit and juice were clearly meant for her. “He really can be such a sweetheart.” She thought to herself. “Not that I’d ever tell him that.” She mused, knowing full well how it would send him into full-blown tornado mode.

Sanji made his way up the ladder, balancing the plate and glass ever so diligently on top of his head as he climbed. Nami stifled a giggle, seeing how goofy he looked.

Finally reaching the nest, he took the plate and glass from his head and bowed to her, hand over his heart and eyes closed with a big grin.

“A late night snack, for our beautiful navigator.” He stated suavely.

Nami smiled and rolled her eyes, taking the glass. Sanji placed the plate on top of stool.

“Thank you, Sanji-Kun.” she said, taking a delighted sip of her juice. Freshly squeezed Mikan, straight from her tangerine trees. A taste she would never get tired of.

He smiled, always so happy to see her enjoying the confections he makes.

Looking closer at his face, she could tell he was rather worn out. Heavy lines beneath his eyes. Who could blame him after everything that went down in the past few days?

“If you’ll excuse me, Nami-San.” He stated, turning around to climb back down the ladder.

“Wait, Sanji-Kun.” Nami stated. He peered back, a curious look in his eye.

“Would you like to stay for a while?” She asked, careful how she worded her request.

Sanji blinked, and then grinned. Little hearts starting to form out of the billowing smoke of his cigarette.

“I would love to accompany you, my lovely beautiful Nami-San!” Sanji exclaimed, still careful not to be too loud. Not that anyone could hear them from that high up, plus the sounds of the waves.

“Drop the flattery already.” Nami said sternly. Still, she felt a warm pang in her heart as he said it.

“Alright, alright.” He chuckled, leaning over the nests railing with her.

“If you dont mind me asking Nami-San, what’s on your mind?” He asked, taking out his custom lighter and another cigarette.

She glanced over to him, raising an eyebrow. “What do you mean?” She asked. Had he been able to read her that easily?

“Well, you’re leaned over staring off into the distance with a far-away look in your eyes. Somethings gotta be on your mind, right?” Sanji asked, lifting the cigarette to his lips and inhaling as the tiny flame touched the paper.