Trafalgar Law - Ball

If Trafalgar Law Asked to Dance

[Hi Guys! This is completely fan-fiction from One Piece (my own delusions harharhar) please don't judge me. I know that this is probably not really his personality but meh.

By the way, the protagonist here is um. Me. That's how I would probably react.

Anyway you don't have to think of it as me. Just absorb yourself into it. This is my first time writing fan-fiction and posting it online. Usually I keep these thoughts to myself but oh well. I hope you enjoy! I tried to find a really good picture of him in his coat. Because that is exactly why I fell for him.

Oh by the way, trafalgar law is a character from One Piece. I started reading it a few  months ago and I have caught up to the latest chapters recently. I am totally in love with this character. Funny how I had a really bad sort of first impression of him. Well my first impressions are usually awful (apparently even with fictional characters ;_; It is a really good manga/anime. You may want to start it yourself. Don't worry, there aren't any spoilers in this fan-fiction]

He was leaning against the wall on the other side of the room in his black overcoat. Arms and legs crossed. He was stunning. Cold. Beautiful.

I was speechless as I take in his form. Cunningly, he flashes me a smirk. My legs threatened to collapse beneath me. Tearing my eyes away from his lips, I found myself staring at the very thing which stole my heart.

His eyes. They captured my attention. I forgot everything else. Those grey eyes bore into mine, piercing through my soul. Piercing right through my heart.

He started to walk towards me, his footsteps echoed against the empty room. My heart pounded in my ears. He stopped a few inches in front of me and stared down at me. I was about to start hyperventilating.

His eyes softened as he took in the sight of me, searching every inch of my face. He reached his hand out and softly caressed my cheek. The touch was as light as a feather but I could feel it all the way to my toes. His hand left my face. I instantly missed the warmth.

He took one step back, held out his hand and bent forward slightly - his eyes never left mine. "May I have this dance?" He asked.

I broke into a wide grin, my face piping hot no doubt. "Yeah," I giggled in reply and slipped my hand into his.

He took another step forward closing the distance between us once more. He slowly tangled our fingers together and wrapped his other hand around my back. I tentatively slipped my hand onto his shoulder. I could feel myself melting into a pile of mush.

The music began. First Dance by Justin Bieber played softly through the speakers. The song was so awkward yet so appropriate because this was indeed our first dance. We swayed slowly to the song. I couldn't relax at all. I was full of nerves.

Near the end of the song, he pulled me in closer. He cradled my head inside his big warm hands. His big grey eyes gazed into mine. The music stopped and I stopped breathing. I could hear the sounds of two hearts beating frantically. Wait. Two hearts? Was he nervous as well?

"This is bad," he whispered, nervously. "I'm losing control."

I gulped. My heart was going to explode. He stared at my lips as he began to lower his face. I could feel his sweet breath getting closer. I shut my eyes, wishing for the magical moment. Wishing for the first kiss.

[And I woke up. Just kidding. I just felt like writing one. Took me 45minutes dammit.

Spent ages searching up his pictures and staring at them because I didn't know what colour his eyes were. I told you this is a really short story. Maybe I'll try writing other ones. I am not like this witty type characters so it might be a little boring for you people. I am just writing a "honest" little fan-fiction - that represents myself. By the way, my choice of song is ridiculous because, really. I can't think of any other songs that would suit. So all you haters out there, um. Sorry XD Thank you for reading!]