You fascinate him, but he hates to admit it. From the moment he snatched you from the clutches of the Celestials in Sabaody Archipelago, you have been anchored in his mind. As time goes by, he also understands more and more what is developing and he...
Warnings: Cussing, suggestive content, TW hint of abuse in the end
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With painstaking effort you try to keep up with your Captain who pulls you to the dancefloor downstairs. The current song is coming to an end and the dancers build up to a showdown. The people surrounding the open area cheer and clap their hands as the music stops, at the exact moment you two merge with the crowd. Law's expression is exceptionally determined and his gaze switches back and forth between the band and the dancefloor.
„Captain, you're not falling for this stranger's mockery are you?" - „Don't be ridiculous, (Y/n)-ya.", in a short and snappy reply he still holds out for the band's coming up number and slings an arm around your waist. Where is the point in this? Too many questions pop up in your mind and yet here you are, in the arms of your Captain, him intending to dance with you?
The masses around you whisper and become restless, waiting for the next act, as a small man enters the stage, calling out a proud greeting into the hall: „Señoras y señores, I am pleased to welcome you to Golden Barrel! The night only has begun and I say with great honor, we have special guest tonight." Chills run down your back as you see who is announcing the coming events. It's no other than the gangster, who has you on target since that charming first meeting you shared with him.
Your face grows pale, unfortunately your Captain notices your backlash and leans down at you: „You know this man?" - „Y-yes. He has an eye on me since I entered this place. I have a very bad feeling about him." Law furrows his brows by your statement and looks up to the man on stage again. Asking you carefully if you had met him and if he done something that left you freezing up, you nod subtly and explain lowly: „If it weren't for Roronoa, he would have taken me away to god knows where..."
It doesn't take all too long for Law to fully understand, why you decided to stick with Zoro. He saw you dance with the swordsman, when he leaned against the upper floor's railing. Just the thought of him inching in closer to you makes him want to tear this place into a million pieces and shoot them at the pirate hunter without remorse. But nonetheless, he kept you safe from the more concerning threat, which stands right up there on stage.
This man is obviously the owner of this establishment. Talking all big, wearing flashy and fancy clothes. No doubt. Could there be a possibilty that he is the source of information Law seeks? A man of his calibre looks like he can afford to sell information without getting killed, given the fact that he owns a whole bar and a team of henchmen, securing his gateways. It's a booming business, one can tell. Then this must be Alberto „Gold-Tooth" also known as „the rat". That's the man the surgeon of death wants.
„Please welcome Señor Hernandez, god of violins!", after the big announcement, the piano rumbles and rises up a dramatic melody through the hall and a violin joins in shortly after, inviting the crowd over to dance. „(Y/n)-ya, do you know how to Tango?" - „Tango?! I- kind of...I-", the Captain takes you along with him, holding your hand and turning to the open space.
