His First Love ( Shanks X Reader )

Chapter 7: A Date!!

Yuna stood in her small cabin that she shared with Shanks and Buggy aboard the Oro Jackson, adjusting her clothes in front of the mirror. She wasn't quite sure what to wear, so she chose something simple—a sleeveless tunic with fitted pants and a short jacket. Her long, white hair was tied back in a loose ponytail, and her vibrant red eyes looked at herself with slight curiosity.

She didn't understand what all the fuss was about with this "date" thing, but she liked Shanks, so she wanted to look decent.

As she turned to grab her boots, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in!" Yuna called, still rummaging through her things.

The door creaked open, and Gaban stepped in, holding a small headband in his hand. "Hey, Yuna. You left this on the captain's desk earlier," he said, holding out the headband.

Yuna turned, smiling as she took it. "Thanks, Gaban. I forgot about it after training."

Gaban nodded, but then his eyes took in her outfit, and he raised an eyebrow. "Wait a minute... are you, uh, going somewhere?"

Yuna blinked, looking down at her clothes. "Yeah, Shanks invited me out. We're going to that place Tom mentioned by the canals."

Gaban's face immediately dropped into a look of disbelief. He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose before giving her a look. "That's what you're wearing? For a date?"
Yuna tilted her head, confused. "What's wrong with it? It's comfortable."

Gaban shook his head and sighed deeply. "Yuna, you're going on a date with Shanks. You can't just wear your training clothes. You've gotta dress up a bit more... you know... pretty."

Yuna frowned, glancing back at the mirror. "But... I don't know how to dress up 'pretty.' I thought this was fine."

Gaban smirked, realizing he had to step in. "Alright, alright. Just stay here. I'll find something better for you." He left the room for a few minutes before coming back with a couple of outfits in his arms. "Here, try these. And for the love of the seas, don't just pick the simplest one!"

Yuna looked at the dresses he brought—flowy fabrics, delicate designs, and colors that would highlight her striking appearance. She hesitated, not used to such things, but she trusted Gaban.

After a while of trying things on, Gaban nodded approvingly when she finally stepped out in a soft, light blue dress with silver accents that complemented her white hair and red eyes. She looked beautiful, though still slightly uncomfortable in the fancy outfit.

"There you go! Now you look like someone going on a date," Gaban said with a grin. "Shanks'll probably faint when he sees you."

Yuna fidgeted with the hem of the dress. "It feels... strange. I'm not used to this."

Gaban chuckled and patted her shoulder. "You'll be fine. Just be yourself. But trust me, this looks a lot better than what you had before."

Yuna gave him a small smile. "Thanks, Gaban. I appreciate the help."

He grinned and nodded. "No problem. Just don't tell the crew I'm good at this stuff."

As Yuna left the room, Gaban watched her go with a chuckle, shaking his head. "That Shanks kid better not mess this up."

Shanks stood by the canal, his hands shoved nervously into his pockets. He was dressed in his best shirt and pants, though his red hair was as wild as ever. When he saw Yuna, his jaw dropped a little, his face going red.

"Y-Yuna! Wow, you look... amazing!" he stammered, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.

Yuna tilted her head, looking at him with a confused smile. "Thanks, Shanks. Gaban made me wear this," she said, glancing down at her dress. "It's kind of uncomfortable."