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...
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On the way to your flat, Law shares his adventures he experienced the past months, leaving you amazed and fascinated. The path to your quarters isn't that far, but the two of you stroll through the dark, taking all the time in the world, just enjoying eachother's company, for you finally are among yourselves.
"No way! Why didn't you lock the door?" - "I told racoon-ya to stay outside till I'm finished with the treatment, but he just wouldn't listen. His problem.", he tells you about the moment he shocked Chopper at Punk Hazard, where the little reindeer caught him operating on the poor drugged kids. To be fair, the way he medically treats people is honestly speaking quite 'crude' at times.
You laugh in a snort and bump into his side: "Be nice to your fellow medical practitioners." - "Yeah, about that...". Oh dear, here comes the superior trump card. Giving you his trademark smirk he lowers his gaze, the rim of his hat hiding the upper half of his face: "Flattery doesn't bring you far around me by calling me your 'favorite doctor'. Nevertheless, I can't deny to take a liking to it."
In combination of rolling these taunting words off his tongue, his brows rise teasingly and his eyes linger on your neck-tattoo. Something tells you he's doting on you, either you can't deny that tension between the two of you, that grew unbearable over the last uncountable weeks. Unfavorably, you remember the dream you had a few days ago. That urge to make these images a reality, proves in how your body tenses up by that recall.
Not all too far away you see the flat emerging through the dark of the forest's thicket. It's a neat little wooden cottage, heightend on a bamboo scaffolding. Very matching to the ambience. Besides the crickets and frogs sounding off around you, there's that awkward silence you wish to break, yet you're not sure how.
Law bites his inner lip. He aswell isn't certain how to approach you. After such a lively evening, he'd usualy sit in his office of the Polar Tang and read himself to sleep, but deep within he knows, that he won't be doing that tonight.
Arriving at the end of the stairs you turn to face him: "Well...guess this is it. Thank you for escorting me, Captain." This is where Law struggles to sort out his thoughts and only lets out a small 'Mhm' in a nod. The cold of night crawls up your spine in a shiver, forcing you to seek warmth within the four walls.
Thinking twice, before you speak, you lift your gaze and meet with his yearning steel eyes, practically awaiting your lush lips to free your harmonious voice. "Would you like a cup of tea? Or coffee?" - "Sure." How tacky, (Y/n).
Once more, the silence nearly breaks you in two, as he follows you up the stairs. Thus you open the door and invite the doctor in, who takes a look around the one-room apartment: "Impressive. A welcome change compared to cold metal walls and thrumming motors." To his comment you chuckle lowly, while lighting the candles throughout the flat.
