It annoys you that you're starting to develop feelings for Ace. Unlike you, he's just unreliable, messy and has no brains. Sure he's hot as the sun but how can a woman like you be into a guy like him?
! ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ !
ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ
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𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓: PrettyxHell on deviantart.com
✦ Pairing: Portgas D. Ace x Reader
✦ Warnings: language, suggestive
✦ Spoiler: talking about dressrosa and doflamingo
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Without knocking, you barge into Ace's room. You have completed the preparations and drawn up a rough plan. Now all you need to do is discuss the matter with Ace. To your surprise, he doesn't seem to be in his room, as there is no sign of Ace.
Strange. Marco said he was in his room... It seems he was mistaken.
Just before you were about to reach for the doorknob to go out, the bathroom door opened behind you. You turn around and see the dark haired man coming out of the steaming bathroom with a towel around his waist. He doesn't even notice you because he's rubbing his hair dry with another towel.
When you clear your throat, he freezes and rips the towel off his head, grinning broadly when he sees you.
"Hey y/n what's up?" He puts the towel around his neck and stands casually in front of you. You're a little distracted by the sight of him. A few drops of water roll down his muscles... You take a deep breath and close your eyes quickly.
This is nothing you haven't seen before, girl...
"Get dressed and come to my room, we have something to discuss." And without letting him answer, you walk out of his room.
If you had looked at him again, you would have gone insane. Even if it was only for a moment, the sight of him has carved itself into your brain. The way his wet black hair fell and clung to his face and neck. The towel that was just barely on his hips but so deep that you could clearly see his waistline. His slightly reddened face... he must have had a hot shower.
Mhmhm..Having a soaking.. hot shower with Ace? You bet that would be fucking enjoyable...
You bite your lower lip and grin to yourself as you make your way back to your room. You don't even recognize yourself, since when do you only think about sex? But you can't stop having these thoughts about him either.
