Have you ever wanted to enter the one piece world? Maybe you want to be friends with the strawhats, or the heart pirates? Perhaps you'd rather be dating one of them, or all of them!! Here you can do that, feel free to send in requests in my request...
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A/N: Very happy to include Yamato in a story finally! I love him with all my heart! Now I wanna make it very clear I am using he/him pronouns for Yamato, so any misgendering of him will render your comment deleted and you will be blocked. Thank you, and enjoy!!
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You woke to the familiar sensation of someone gently shaking your shoulder. Through the haze of sleep, Nami's voice filtered in, warm but insistent. "Come on, sleepyhead". You groaned, burying your face deeper into the pillow.
The morning light streaming through the girls' quarters felt too bright, too invasive. Your body ached in a way you couldn't quite place. It settled in your lower back and radiated through your limbs like a low, persistent throb. "Five more minutes" you mumbled, your voice muffled by the fabric.
Robin's softer laugh came from somewhere nearby. "I believe she's said that twice already". "Yeah, well, third time's not the charm". Nami pulled the blanket down, and the cool air hit your skin. You curled up tighter in response, a spike of irritation flaring in your chest. Why couldn't they just leave you alone?
"I'm tired" you muttered, sharper than you intended. There was a pause. "Alright, but remember yesterday, Sanji said he'd make your favourite" Nami tried, her tone deliberately light.
Normally, that would've done it. The mention of food, especially when made special for you, usually had you scrambling out of bed with a shy smile, but this morning, even that felt like too much effort. Everything felt like too much effort.
Still, you knew they wouldn't stop until you got up. With another groan, you pushed yourself to sitting, blinking against the morning light. Your head felt foggy, stuffed with cotton, and that strange ache in your body seemed to intensify when you moved.
"There we go". Nami ruffled your hair affectionately, and you barely suppressed the urge to swat her hand away. What was wrong with you?
You dressed quietly, tugging on your outfit of choice with clumsy fingers. Everything felt slightly off, your clothes too tight in some places, too loose in others. Robin watched you with those knowing eyes of hers, but she didn't comment, simply waited by the door with her book tucked under her arm.
The walk to the galley felt longer than usual. Your legs were heavy, and that persistent ache followed each step. You trailed behind Nami and Robin, arms crossed over your chest, jaw tight.
The moment you entered the kitchen, noise enveloped you. Luffy was already shouting about meat, his arm stretched across the table trying to snag something from Usopp's plate. Usopp yelped and batted him away.
Chopper was caught in the middle, his little hooves braced against the table as he tried to protect his own breakfast. Brook's distinctive laugh rang out over the chaos, while Franky sat back with a grin.
