His mind goes to memories. Just watching her sleeping face. His heart breaks. A smile played over those lips once. Now all he can see is the pain it's bared. You're all alone, you're on your own. So what? Have you gone blind? Have you forgotten what you have and what is yours?
He shakes those thoughts away. He harmed her. That note. She poured her feelings into it. She poured her very being... into me. Glass half empty, glass half full. Well either way, you won't be going thirsty. Count your blessings not your flaws.
He shakes his head and puts it in his hands. His breath shakes. He wipes his eyes. You've got it all. You lost your mind in the sound. There's so much more. You can reclaim your crown. You're in control. Rid of the monsters inside your head. Put all your faults to bed. You can be king again.
A hand he didn't see reaches out and touches his. He looks up to see a smiling face, "Do-sir."
You don't get what all this is about. You're too wrapped up in your self doubt. You've got that young blood, set it free. He touches her hand. Her finger wipes away a tear, "I... never took you for the crying type, sir."
He shakes his head and cracks a smile, "I took it up after you almost died." You've got it all. You lost your mind in the sound. There's so much more. You can reclaim your crown. You're in control. Rid of the monsters inside your head. Put all your faults to bed. You can be king.
"You're mad," her voice is quite, but it's a symphony to him. The smooth voice he's longed to hear.
"There's method in my madness," he holds her hand. Burying his head into her touch.
"There's no logic in your sadness. You don't gain a single thing from misery," she plays with a strand of his soft blonde hair, "Take it from me."
You've got it all. You lost your mind in the sound. There's so much more. You can reclaim your crown. You're in control. Rid of the monsters inside your head. Put all your faults to bed. You can be king.
"I..." he bites his lip, "I love you. You're my winged treasure. I-I'm sorry if I made you fell anything else."
"S-sir apologizing?! I-I don't believe it," she blushes and he finds her adorably, "You've got it all. Don't waste your time on me."
"What? You've lost your mind in the sound," he kisses her hand, "I love you. I'll waste my whole life with you, but then... it wouldn't be a waste now would that?"
"Heh. I wouldn't know," she takes her hand away, "I... there's so much more. You can reclaim your crown."
"I don't want a crown. I want you. I... know... I-I said I was using you before," he looks at her with the most heartfelt eyes he's given anyone, "but I... I no longer want to take back Dressrosa I-"
"You're in control. Rid of the monsters inside your head. Put all your faults to bed. You can be my queen," she smiles, "that's what you told me? Wasn't it? To help me through... the people making fun of me? Well, I'm telling you, you can be king again."
He stays silent. He remembers. He's been playing that conversation over and over again.
She opens her mouth to continue, but he cuts her off with his lips on hers. He continues to kiss her until he's out of breath, "Forgive me. I can't stand it when people use my own words against me... Fuffuffuffuffuffuffu~"
She sits silently until he gets up to leave. She gets out of the bed and he catches her as she's going to fall over. Their faces close together. She closes the space between them and she kisses him. He kisses her back.
They pull away and Doflamingo is the first one to speak, "You shouldn't have gotten up so fast. It would've been as if you fell and cracked your head open."
"S-shut up!" she pouts and he laughs, "U-hum... s-sir-"
"Also, quit calling me that. It's too formal. You are my girlfriend," he lays her down on the bed, "I'd prefer it if you'd call me by my name."
"Okay... Dofl-Doflamingo," she chokes out, "I-I actually... wanted... to tell you... e-even if you don't w-want to take back Dressrosa... which... I'd prefer anyway... t-that... you'll always... b-be m-my k-"
He takes her lips hostage, "I know."
Take a step forward. No matter what. One small step? Or a big step? It doesn't matter. Just keep moving. Don't let anything effect you. Take a step forward. Lift your head. Looking down is disgraceful. You're my winged treasure. Si-I mean... Doflamingo? Yes? Thank you.~You're My King. End~
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One Piece One Shots (Requests: Closed)
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