ೃ⁀➷ portgas d ace x reader!
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╰┈➤ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛, Portgas D. Ace, the second commander of the Whitebeard pirates, strongest Yonko crew in the world is softly snoring on the table surrounded by food, mostly likely having a nar...
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"-and that's why I refused to wear a shirt from now on."
[name]'s lips curling into a soft grin as their eyes fill with amusement. "wait, so you're telling me that you don't wear a shirt because you're so proud to show off your back tattoo and.. your muscles?"
Ace leans back as he shifts his weight from one leg to the other then gives a slight nod, "yes, that's right." [name] taps their chin and scoots closer to him and without any warning, they place their hand on his broad shoulder then give it a playful pats.
"the back tattoo is valid but the muscles? that's dumb as hell! you're pretty confident in showing off your muscles to everyone."
"... though, not everyone wants to see your bare chest and it's very noticeable, if you know what I mean." [name] found themselves bit down their lower lips softly and their gaze on his hardened chest and points at his nipples.
"also, it is only me thinking that it's a little bit erotic?"
Ace was fed up with the person, His eyes squinting slightly to see if they're being sarcastic about the comment or not. Roughly, he grabs their wrist and pulls it away from his shoulder, "don't touch me, will ya?"
[name] yanks their wrist from his grasp and locked eyes with him, "stop grabbing my wrist that rough, shithead!"
His face immediately goes into a small frown, a hint of annoyance in his voice, trying his best to not snap at the person for the millionth time. "don't call me that, dumbass and you deserve it."
[name] whines softly as they would gently, caressing their wrist and lets out a groan. "what a meanie.." they would complain about it like a child as Ace seems unbothered by them and puts his hands inside his pockets.
"stop whining and complaining about it."
[name] huffed annoyingly and scowls angrily under their breath, clearly doesn't like it when he said that. "whatever you say, man. can't even do shit without you judging me."
Ace didn't listen to them as he grabs his cowboy looking hat from his head and puts it down slightly, running his hand through his longish black hair and lets out a deep sigh, trying to calm himself down.
After a few some time, the silence hung heavy over the atmosphere causing both of them to redirect the two of their gaze downwards. Basically, they refused to meet each other's gaze.
[name] was still complaining about their precious wrist, muttered softly under their breath. Ace was feeling so annoyed, frustrated and tired... right now, he was covering his face with his cowboy hat, not wanting to face them.
