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It was haircut day on the Polar Tang. Clippers, scissors, shave cream, everything was organized in the bathroom. It was the best place: water was accessible, garbage can close too...So, a stool in the middle of the shower section you did one head after another.
When the crewmembers sat in you chair, they opened up to in ways they wouldn't usually do. There was something about the mix of intimacy and distance—a unique safety in sharing their lives with you, trusting wholeheartedly. Being the oldest of the crew, they felt your own experiences could help them gain a new light in their everyday life. Especially coming for the Sky Island, your view of things was different. You mostly listened, understanding that what they needed wasn't advice but someone to witness them, without judgment. Today was a little different as many of them shared with you the same concern: "Hum, say (y/n), noticed how the captain's stressed lately?" Ikkaku was precisely the fourth one to ask you about it. The snap of your scissors stopped for a second. "I did and obviously all of us did," you groaned, annoyed. "I guess some us shared that with you then?"
"Yep, ma'am."
She gasped and offered you a teasing elbow hit in your stomach. "Don't ma'am me!"
"Now, now, who has the scissors?"
She pouted. "I still ain't got the age to get called ma'am!"
You heard crackles from the back. Curious you glanced in the mirror, you saw Penguin leaning against the doorframe, laughing at his comrade's annoyance. "You don't?"
You sighed and stepped back as the woman jumped on her feet. "What did you say? Don't you know not to tease a woman about her age!?" Swiftly, Penguin pushed him aside, smiling as he had achieved his mischievous goal : annoying her. "Ikkaku wasn't wrong though, he listens to you...for some reason."
The woman sighed. "The reason's obvious Penguin. (Y/n) tends to keep his thoughts for himself. Never argues too. Captain always listen when he speaks up."
You shook your head. "You're mixing it up Ikkaku. Captain's a doctor but only I have a PhD. He respects my knowledge and legal (gimme a "yes it's important to respect the laws" in the chat!) experience."
Penguin shrugged. "I still think you should try. Exactly because of that."
"Alright!" You gave up. "I'll try, can't promise anything, so don't get your hopes up. Is that clear?"
"Crystal clear," they both sang.
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Soon, the captain turn arrived.
Law entered the room, his shoulders slouched from the weight of the day. His steps resonated on the tile. Once he reaches the seat, he collapses onto it. He removed his hat, slid his fingers in his hair and sighed. He was tired, this much was obvious.
The silence of the room enveloped the two of you.
You took care of his hair in the same silence thinking about your comrade's request. How do I bring it up? It's not like I can say "Yo captain what's up?" You shook your head and sighed as you finished with his hair. "Don't move," you commended as you rolled-up your sleeves with a steady hand. You tilted his head as you applied shaving cream on his jaw.
"I can do it myself."
"Now, now, captain, don't take away my pleasure." you teased, smiling satisfyingly.
Soon, the blade slid smoothly across his skin, leaving behind a path of clean-shaven precision. The rhythmic scrape of the razor and the tranquil moment was the perfect opportunity for you to make him spill the beans. "Allow me to take advantage of you being unable to move as I shave you with a blade to ask you a question."
"Oddly threatening but alright."
"Some crewmembers are concerned." He frowned. "We can see you have something on your mind and...you don't talk. I think it'd be great if you could spill the beans for us."
"Made an alliance with the Strawhats when I went to Punk Hazard." You stopped moving and grumbled. "See? I knew you'd react like that," Law mumbled.
"I don't get it."
Law went to speak up but you quickly hushed him down. "I don't need to get it. You're my captain and I'm loyal to you...However, if I feel like something's off, you know I'll tell you. You patted him on the shoulder. "You're all done."
"Thanks." Thanks for what? You didn't really know.
"Tell the others."
"I will."
He stopped at the doorframe and glanced over the bathroom. It was a mess with a floor full of hair. "Clean this up."
You scoffed. "Now, come on! Who do you think I am?"
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