One Piece Oneshots

Marco X Reader

GreenR: bugaboo sweethearts!

Law: .....you didn't just say that, did you?

GreenR: *groans* so what? I'm tired. Anyways, I wanted to say that the next request is the last one before one big and amazing project.

Law: you mean that 'chibling' thing there?

GreenR: shhhhh!! They weren't supposed to know that yet. Oh well, I guess the cat's out of the bag so. Bye! *glares at Law and stomps away*

Law: tch, no need to be so moody! *gets hit by a random boot*

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You tapped your foot nervously on the stone floor, taking a slow breath. You glanced into mirror on the airport wall from the corner of your eye and sighed.

It was the day he was coming home. Finally. It has been six months since he went to war and sure you had skyped and written, but that wasn't so good. It wasn't the same as hugging him tightly and breathing in his musky scent. Wasn't as good as actually talking to him and hearing his happy laugh.

You inhaled sharply and tucked strand of hair behind your ear. You were wearing a random pair of jeans and his old hoodie. It was far too big for you, but after all these months it still smelled faintly of him.

"The flight EI649 has landed," monotone voice announced and your head shot up. That was it. You walked hurriedly towards the door he was supposed to walk out every minute and- there he was. You exhaled, not even noticing you had been holding your breath and started running.

He tried to look around him, confused and searching something. You stopped and just looked at him, tears bubbling in your eyes. Then Ace who was standing next to him nudged him with elbow and pointed at you.

He started walking through the crowd whil you just stood there. Before reaching you he stopped bit so he was standing before you.

"Y-Y/N?" He questioned, dropping his bag on the floor when you jumped up and tangled your arms around his neck.

"Marco!" You sobbed and sniffed, you knew you probably looked horrible but it was worth it. He spun you around and laughed happily. When he finally placed you back on the ground, you just stood there and hugged him. "I can't believe it's really you,"

"Why not?" He wiped some of the tears away.

"It just seems so unreal," he chuckled a bit and took your hand, grabbing his bag with another.

"Take me home," he whispered, for the first time afraid of something.

"Don't worry, she is waiting for you," you smiled and rubbed your eyes.

"She remembers?" He sounded unbelieving.

"Oh does she! She talks about her 'great daddy' almost every day," you laughed and gripped his hand tightly. Everything was alright now.