One Piece Oneshots

Vampire!Coby X Reader

GreenR: *snorts in laughter*

Coby: *red-faced* please stop it Green-san!

GreenR: I can't help it *falls over while laughing*

Coby: Law-san! Please help me!

Law: *tries to remain serious but starts laughing too*

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You groaned angrily while wiping the blood off your neck and sticking a band-aid on the bitemarks. Coby creeped up behind you and pecked you on you cheek, his fingers slowly trailing down on your neck.

"Morning gorgeous," he whispered into your ear. Your face hardened a bit and you pushed him away from you, covering his fanged mouth with palm.

"Oh no Casanova, I'm not for breakfast, got it?"

"Mgajjsjhhh," you took your palm away and put your hands on hips, looking demanding, "but synthetic blood is yucky," he inched closer again, eyes on the slowly pulsing vein on your neck.

"I'm your girlfriend," you got angry now, "not a packed lunch. And not a- take that hand off me while I'm talking to you!" His hand was sliding down your waist and tugging on your pyjamas. "You are so not helping," you marched out of the bathroom, him following you like a lost puppy, "you are what? 200 years old, and you still act half of the time like a goddamn horny teenager and other half like you're dying of hunger,"

While you were shouting at him you were getting dressed and he was staring at you with a smirk.

"See what I'm talking about," you pointed at him, "what are you thinking about right now,"

"You," he answered immediately and then looked down ashamedly when you gave him unbelieving look, "okay, maybe I was thinking about you naked, but that doesn't prove your point,"

"That proves exactly my point," with that as a last word you grabbed your bag and stomped out of the door, leaving him sulking and searching for the last bottle of A negative.

You kept walking until you saw a small second-hand jewelery with a sign 'silver -50% today' and an utterly evil plan started taking shape in your head.

Timeskip to evening

You were still cooking the dinner for yourself while you heard noise from the door and very sad-looking Coby walked in with a huge bouquet of (whatever flovers you like). You poinetedly turned your back at him so he had to stand there for few minutes while you made garlic bread.

"Y/N I'm very sorry for treating you that way," he held the flowers out for you.

"Why should you? I'm fine now anyways," you said emotionlessly and gave him a blank stare.

"Because it was wrong of me to treat you like a food,"

"And.....?"

"And....and I won't do it again," you sighed at his child-like expression and took the bouquet from him.

"Alright then," you took a vase and put flowers into it, adding some water.

"Thanks," Coby's arms wrapped around your waist and he leaned down to bury his face into your neck, but leaped back, yelking in pain and holding his burnt cheek. "What is this?"

"There was a sale for silver today," you flashed your tongue stud at him, making him groan at the flick of silver.

"Whyyyyyy?"

"You need to restrain yourself," he looked at you sulkingly and you bit a huge mouthful of garlic bread, "dinner?"

Two days later

"Wanna go to a date?" You were laying on the bed and working on the sketch of your next painting.

"Sure," you looked up at Coby who was staring at his old-fashioned computer. The poor guy still hadn't gotten hang of technology. "Any place in mind?"

"There's that fair in town, so I thought maybe we could go?" He looked at you hopefully.

"Sure, when?"

"Today," you groaned and rolled over your back, smirking evilly when he shifted away from you, afraid to touch you. The silver was still on.

"Allllright," you got up and took of your nightgown, looking for clothes to wear on the date. When you turned around you catched him staring at you with hungry eyes. "What is it?"

"Nothing," he hurried out, eyes on the floor, hiding the front of his trousers from you.

"Wimpire," you chuckled and pulled a dress on, admiring the floral pattern.

"Can I hold your hand?" Coby looked at you hopefully when you walked down the street towards the loud music coming from the fair.

"You want to?" You raised your hand to his eye level, seeing happily how he looked uncomfortable at the sight of your silver rings.

"Sure," he took your hand, carefully, so he wouldn't touch the rings, but while walking he eventually did. It really pained you to see how he flinched every time in pain and gritted his teeth.

You relased your hand softly from his and pulled the rings off, putting them into your pocket. Then you held your hand out at him again, tangling your soft fingers with his ice-cold ones.

"Thanks," he mumbled and pulled you closer so you were leaning against him. Before you noticed you were at the fair and you headed straight for the hall of mirrors. He scrunched his face in distaste but still beared with it for half an hour. After that he started shifting nervously and glaring around.

"You alright?" You asked innocently, knowing very well how much he hated the mirrors.

"Sure. Can we go now?"

"Oh alright," you gave the mirrors a mockingly longing look so he would feel guilty. Hour after hour went by and you did all you could do annoy him and point out all the flaws on him being a vampire, so by the end of the night when you went on the skywheel, he was in a pretty bad mood.

"I'm sorry," you said and tried to pull away your hand he was still holding onto.

"No," he just said, staring out of the window.

"No what?"

"Your hand. Don't take it away," you hand was pretty frozen already but you still listened to him. With your other hand you took off your earrings and necklaces, putting them into your pockets. The last thing was your tongue piercing and he was still staring at your face.

"Is it better now?" You asked and he pulled you into a hug against him.

"Much. And I'm sorry too, I treated you that way,"

"So you mean you won't act like that way anymore?" You crawled into his lap and curled into a ball, staring at the town lights. You shifted a bit to be a little more comfortable.

"ugh....no," he gritted his teeth a bit and you felt him getting hard under you.

"Seriously?" You straightened a bit and looked him in the eye.

"I can't help it," he gritted through his teeth and you could see he was embarrased.

"Oh alright," you leaned down to kiss him.