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𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏 𝐓𝐎 see Mihawk walk in your room with a tray in hand. the scent of freshly brewed coffee instantly invading your sense of smell.
you slowly sat up, rubbing the sleepiness away as Mihawk made his way to your bed. gently placing the tray on the bed table that you pulled out of nowhere as he dragged a chair to sit beside your bed.
"ain't this romantic?" a chuckle came out of your lips, "breakfast in bed with the most handsome shichibukai, Hawk-eye Minhawk."
"stop talking nonsense early in the morning." he said taking his own cup of coffee from the tray. "eat it before it gets cold."
he made such simple breakfast; two sunny side up eggs, a few slices of bacon, and a couple toasted bread. you started to dig in while having casual conversations about random things.
"does red hair do this to you?" a question he's been longing to ask you while he was making breakfast. he then takes a sip of his coffee.
you did the same before answering, "uhh... no? he doesn't do shit. all he does is cling to me like a fucking leech."
"and you just... let him?" he asked, an unpleasant feeling brewing in his stomach. he knew he shouldn't be feeling like this towards you, but he couldn't help it. you just have this effect on him that makes him... want you.
"... yeah." a simple yet hurtful word for the warlord. his heart clenched as his stomach churn. truely an unpleasant feeling.
you took notice of how Mihawks mood had dropped. you felt like a bad person right now, but what you said was the truth. you liked being accompanied by the red haired yonko as well as his crew.
sighing, Mihawk stood from his seat and went to take the tray from you seeing that you've finished eating. he avoided meeting your eyes that was staring at his own. soon, he left your room feeling down.
as soon as he closed the door from outside, he saw Perona floating near your door. maybe she wanted to enter and have a talk with you like last night. he then walked towards where the kitchen was. Perona noticed the depressed aura around the man before entering your room.
"what's up with him? did you two have a fight!? tell me, tell me!" she hurriedly flew and plopped beside you on the bed. you started to fill her in what had happened between Mihawk. "you're such an idiot! go to him right now and make up, damn. i feel like a daughter preventing their parents from having a divorce."
