Teacher!Shanks x Student!Reader x Ace. {One Piece AU}

You Look Like Bad News.

By the end of the day, you were sweating buckets. Making your way back to Mr. Shanks' class. You swear your stomach has fallen into your thighs. That hug you've been dreading all day was finally approaching and you still don't have a clue how to deliver it.

Do I make it clear I'm going to hug him or do I sneak a hug into a conversation? 

As you approach the English classroom, Shanks comes out, a confident smirk on his face as he peers down at you, it's as if he already knew you were there. This man has some instinct. 

"Ah, there you are. Ready to hug a flamingo?" Bastard.

"You cheated so you should hug him too!" You argue back to the redhead. No doubt you had the most stubborn, most childish pout on your face right now. 

"I didn't cheat, I merely made a suggestive comment." Shanks' grin forming into a somewhat frown as his eyes darken. "If it's any consolation, it has backfired on me too. I've been hearing people say how they've always thought you and Ace would look cute together. Even teachers keep saying it! Honestly, it's annoying." 

Ha, Karma.

"Well, you get what you deserve from cheating your way into winning~" A scoff leaves Shanks' lips at your comment as he wraps an arm around your shoulder, ushering you along as he walks. What is he doing?! This doesn't look right to passerby's! 

"Oh? Well, I'm still the winner. So let's be quick before we miss Doffy, huh?"

"W-Wait, how am I supposed to do it?!" 

"Don't act dense, you know how to give hugs, [f/n]~" Shanks teases, his eyes lighting up as they land upon a pink, feathery coat. "Doffy!" He yells out to the tall male, picking up the pace. Your heart beginning to pound against your chest. Oh God, I can't do this! 

As Mr. Donquixote stops and turns to face the red-haired teacher, the poor blonde only gets one hell of a shock. Shanks' strong arm throws you forward, landing you face-first into your Geography teachers chest. 

ASSHOLE SHANKS!! 

Thankfully, the hallway is empty but that didn't do much for your face, which was blushing 50 shades of red as you feel Mr. Donquixote's arms nonchalantly wrap themselves around your form, pulling you in closer. Your blushed cheek pressing hard against his bare chest since he has a majority of his shirt buttons undone. How does he even get away with that?

"Hm? What do you want, Red-Hair? I hope you're here to apologize for almost scratching my ride last night." You wanted to pull away from this mad man but your legs were frozen in place and his hold was too strong to fight against. Besides, you had yet to fully process the fact that you were just thrown into a guy that likes to run people over by Shanks of all people.

What a way to show your affections, Shanks...you asshole!

"And I never pegged you for a hugger, [f/n]! Fufufu~ She's very warm though~"  God help me. Tilting your head up, you take a peak at the blonde's face. An action you most regret when your eyes land on the most sadistic grin you've ever seen, the fact that his eyes are covered by his shades making him look all the more menacing. Shanks, how could you do this to me?! 

A small yelp leaves your lips as you feel Doflamingo's hands promptly run down to your butt, giving your asscheeks a squeeze. You try to struggle out of his grip, but he's holding onto you too tightly. "So this girl is an apology gift, hmm?"

"Let go of her ass, you pervert!" Shanks' voice all of a sudden sounding darker and more bitter, a slight chill running up your spine. No doubt he's glaring the sharpest of daggers at Mr. Donquixote right now.