One Piece One Shots

Law #2 - She's Depressed

You had been a part of the Heart Pirates for quite a while now. You were recruited after being held as a slave on an enemy ship. After realizing how skilled you were, that is. Your main skill was shooting, but as a back up you were pretty damn skilled in hand to hand combat. But your memories as a slave from the previous ship you were being held on haunted you forever. You had become great friends with Shachi, Penguin, Bepo, and the rest of the crew. Even your captain had found you interesting, but whenever someone brought it up he would use his devil fruit power on them. While during the day you were all smiles and laughter, at night you broke down and cried. After everyone was asleep, or so you thought, you would take out a dagger you had stolen and let all your pain go away as blood spilled down your wrists. Afterwords, you would return the dagger to its hiding spot and take a shower to wash the blood off, you loved the feeling of the water washing over your fresh cuts, the feeling made you feel alive for once. But this night was different. You decided it was time. You reached under your bed for the dagger but didn't feel it. You looked under your bed, but it wasn't there. You walked to the kitchen, rolling down your sleeves in case anyone was awake or woke up hearing you. You opened the kitchen door to see Shachi there. "Y/N!" "Hey Shach." "Need something?" "I need to- to pick a lock in my room. Do you have a sharp knife?" You asked, looking down. "Of course!" He said, pulling out a knife even sharper than your dagger. "Thank you Shach!" You said, kissing him on the cheek, to wish he got a nosebleed. "Goodnight!"
...
You walked back to your room, opening the door, you walked towards the bed.
"Y/N."
You froze, hiding the knife behind your back.
"O-oh. May I help you, Captain - kun?"
"You could start off by giving Mr that knife."
So he knew.
"You don't understand!" You hissed.
"..."
"Well, you can't stop me from hating myself!"
"Is that so?" Suddenly you heard law whisper "Room" Law had switched places with the knife in your hand. You jumped towards it, but he was already behind you, grabbing your waist. One arm held you against his waist, while the other sneaked up to your left arm. You bit your lip. Last night still stung. You had cut a little deeper that time.
"Why are you hurting yourself."
"Because I'm depressed. I keep having nightmares. Like what if you guys treat me like they did. " You cried.
"You mean like for-?"
She nodded.
"No one here wants that. There's only one person here who has feelings for you. Feelings of love."
"Is that so? Who might that be?"
"You'll find that out later." He said, grabbing your wrist tightly. You gasped. "Let's go get you treated."
...
Law soon finished wrapping up your wrist. After that, he looked into your eyes for what seemed like ages.
"Why did you-"
"Idiot. I don't want the girl I like hurting herself. Especially when she should know I'll always protect her." He growled.
"Yeah right. As if you like me."
"Don't believe me?"
"You haven't done shit to show it."
"Well if I did what I wanted, don't you think you would react like I was going to abuse you like them?"
"Yeah I guess."
"*sighs* Listen Y/N, you're sleeping in my room from now on. In my bed. With me."
"Pervert!" You blushed like mad.
He chuckled. "Would you rather sleep with Penguin?"
You glared at him.
He took your hands in his. Looking in your eyes, "I don't want to lose you." He whispered. And that , you broke. "Please don't hurt me. Please...protect me."
"Of course."
You looked up and met his gaze.
He cupped your face with his hands, looking to see if you understood. Before he could react, you pressed your lips against his. You soon parted.
"Thank you, Law."
He snuggled up in her chest, wrapping his arms around her waist. A single tear drop fell.
"When you laugh Y/N, you're true laugh, it's the most beautiful thing ever. It reminds me of a man that I owe my life to."
He loved the smell of her after she smoked, he loved her sarcastic sense of humor, he loved how she hated kids, he loved how goofy she was, he loved how much she cared, even if it didn't show.
Just like Corazon.
Thank you, Corazon .