𝘗𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘳? One Piece {Luffy x gn!reader}

-Ch.35-

♡︎♥︎♡︎- time skip
☾☀︎︎ - flashback/past
➪𖨆- present

Hey guys:9 I'm back

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(Name) stood under the warm shower, they scrubbed their hair to remove every trace of sand and dirt.

They anticipated a long wait for the crew, so they decided to take the opportunity to freshen up.

As (Name) slowly bent each of their fingers, they could feel a pull of each muscle. The bruises on their knuckles reminded them of the fight with Sarquiss.

However, (Name) wouldn't consider it a normal fight between pirates.

(Name) brought Sarquiss down so quickly, leaving him humiliated and most likely with a face injury.

Looking back at it, (Name) focuses on the water trickling down their hands. This reminds me of Amir in a way.

Their brows furrow at the memory of their brother Amir, when their brother was so enraged by the nobles' boy's words that Amir started to ruthlessly beat him. (😨)

Is that how Amir felt? No, even my anger can only go so far. Amir's anger is on a different level.

(Name) reaches their hand out and grabs their towel. They delicately press it against their damp skin.

With a gentle squeeze and twist, droplets of water that coaxed from their hair trickled down.

(Name) let out a sigh. I shouldn't be thinking about such matters. Getting ready so I can tend to the crew is my main priority.

They look at their nails, seeing one is longer than the other. I should file my nails... It would surprise the younger (Name) to see the present (Name) to tend to their nails.

The younger (Name) would constantly bite their nails leaving them uneven and brittle. But something changed that.

As (Name) got ready without much haste, the crew was being charged with numerous crimes by the White Berets.

...

(Name) peeks their head out and sees half of the crew members on the ship. "Are we leaving?"

Robin turns her head in (Name) 's direction, giving a small smile. "Oh, it's you, Sweet Butler. The Sky Island police officers are charging us with crimes. So we're departing."

"Oh." I was only gone for ten minutes...

"(Nameee) could you get the anchor?" Nami asks.

The floor creaks as (Name) hurries to follow her orders. "Yes, Nami."

They stop for a moment and (Name) looks down at the floorboard. They pressed their foot on the plank, it felt worn out and about to break.

Seemingly out of nowhere, (Name) pulls out a white marker and writes an x mark on the plank. "There we go."

"(Name) get the anchor! Worry about the floorboard later." Nami sighs.