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The sun kissed your skin when you woke up, pale yellow rays shining through the large windows that lined the bedroom. You yawned quietly into the empty room as you turned around, when a sudden pain in your abdomen made you wince, halting your actions instantly and making you fall back on your back.
What the?
You pushed your hair out of your face as you slowly sat up in bed, letting the blanket gather in your lap in the process, when instantly another series of jolts coursed through your body and grimaced your face.
You glanced down on your body to figure out where the pain was coming from, and you quirked a puzzled eyebrow upon finding out that you were naked. With your mind still clouded from sleep and the unexpected pain, you kept on looking down your naked chest and abdomen, when suddenly the door opened.
NOOO, I'm naked!
Instantly, a loud gasp pierced through the air as your fingers clutched around the blanket and pulled it over your chest in one swift jerk. The sudden movements, however, sent a new rush of pain through your system, resulting in your face pulling into another frown as you fell back into the mattress with a grunt.
With a frown decorating your features, you gazed up at the ceiling as you were trying to figure out why exactly you felt like the Moby Dick had run over you, when suddenly a head of magenta hair appeared in your peripheral vision. Your frown was immediately replaced by a smile as you shifted your focus from the impossibly high ceiling to the magenta hair's owner.
Katakuri held a tray filled with everything you could have wished for breakfast in his hand. However, instead of getting excited over having a tasty breakfast in bed, the sight of the Sweet Commander blew the haziness out of your mind and your face immediately flushed a deep red as the events of last night returned.
Oh....OH!
The memories instantly made your heart travel into your throat, urging you to throw your suddenly clammy hands over your face to hide the blush from the tall man. However, considering the heat had travelled down to your chest and up your ears, it did very little in that regard. If anything, it only drew more attention to your fluster.
With your face buried in your hands, you felt the weight of the tray dent the mattress around your hips before your heard Katakuri pick up a chair and carry it to the bed.
"How is your pain?" he asked as he sat down and crossed one leg over the other.
You peeked at him through your fingers before you muffled your response into your hands.
"Manageable."
You were answered with his eyebrows knitting together as he leaned forward before carefully wrapping his fingers around your hands and peeling them off your face. You tried to pose some resistance, but the combination of you still being tired, the pain in your body, and Katakuri simply being a mochi powerhouse, rendered your efforts futile and you soon felt the warmth of your fingers leave your face.
Katakuri was gentle, and still, despite the tenderness in his actions, a new surge of pain shot up your arms. You winced slightly as you felt the pain travel up your arm, prompting your husband to relax his grip before he resumed to pulling your wrists over to him.

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A Taste of Forever (Katakuri x Reader)
FanfictionFamily. If only it was something that was easy to obtain. Having lost your chosen family in Marineford and the Payback war, you fled onto an independent island in the New World. Never to be a pirate again. Never to lose anything again. To disappear...