One Piece Oneshots and Imagines

TEMPER, TEMPER (SHANKS X READER)

A/N: Yo! Now for everyone's favourited red haired badass captain, unless Eustass Kid is your favourite...anyway here we go. Enjoy!

"I told you I could handle it myself, I didn't need you barging in." (Y/N) shouted angrily.

"You call this handling yourself?" Shanks replied with an equal amount of heat as he gestured at her soaking wet body and the sea-prism stone cuffs at both my wrists and ankles.

"I had it under control!" she hissed, not caring that she was acting like a spoiled brat in front of the entire crew.

"You were almost dead when I found you. How is that having it under control?" Shanks spat. The two of them had a stare down before Ben decided it was time to intervene.

"Captain, I think she's learned her lesson. Why don't we uncuff her and let her dry up before she catches a cold?"

Shanks didn't reply and instead walked away, probably to sulk alone somewhere with a barrel of sake. After uncuffing her, (Y/N) did the same thing, her face burning with fury and embarrassment at the sight of the pitying stares of her nakama. She could hardly see beyond the red haze of anger clouding her vision. She had been so excited to get her first solo mission as a member of the infamous Red Hair pirates only to have her Captain, one of the four Emperors, Akagami Shanks come to her rescue like a damsel in distress.
She was no damsel and her crewmates would do well to remember that, especially Shanks who insisted on treating her like a delicate fawn that was just learning to walk. She was as much a badass pirate as he was.
*********
Ben Beckman sighed wearily the next afternoon when he walked on deck to find the Captain and (Y/N) at it again, this time both of them were in the each other's faces gesturing wildly with their hands, or in Shank's case, hand, to get their price across.

"What is it this time?" Ben asked in a resigned voice.

Shanks was normally and easy going guy but ever since (Y/N) joined the crew, the Captain seemed to have a short fuse on his temper, especially where the petite fiery tempered girl was concerned. Ben had figured out what the problem was already, he was just waiting for the two idiots to realise it themselves although it looked like they were more likely to kill each other first.

"The Captain caught (Y/N) drinking with us and lost it. He says she's too young to drink." Lucky Roo answered. Ben sighed, it seemed he did that a lot lately.

"She's 22 old enough to make her own choices." he said and not even a second later (Y/N) shouted something similar.

"I'm mature enough to make my own decisions. You're not my keeper!"

"With the way you act, you sure as hell need one!" Shanks retorted.

"Rot in hell!" (Y/N) said before storming off to her room. Shanks ran a frustrated hand through his hair.

"Captain..." Ben said.

"Don't." Shanks shook his head. "I know what you're going to say, so don't."

Ben ignored him; "It would make life easier for the rest of us if you just owned up to your feelings."

"She's too young," Shanks said defeated, "I feel like a cradle robber."

"She's an adult, not a fragile doll to be protected. The two of you need to get your shit together, it's becoming unbearable being near you all the time with all the stifling sexual tension in the air." Ben said making Shanks let out a hearty laugh as the rest of the crew murmured their agreements.

*********
Shanks hesitated in front of her room. Besides him, she was the only other person on the ship who had their own private quarters as she was the only female on board. He knocked softly on her door.

"Go away!" came a muffled reply. His heart broke at the sound of her soft sobs.

"(Y/N) please open the door." He said after trying the knob and finding that it was locked.
"You're the last person I want to see right now." She replied heatedly.

"I could easily break down this door, knocking was just a courtesy." And just like that his temper rose to the surface again. He heard the sound of muffled footsteps and a second later the door was opened and he was staring at her tear stained face.

"Hey, can we talk?"

"Do I have a choice?" she asked sullenly opening the door wider and letting him in. It was the first time he'd ever been in there and he honestly never expected her to be so neat. Everything was packed away and organised, it was such a stark contrast from the careless girl he knew.
They both sat on her narrow bed, (Y/N) trying to keep as much distance between them as possible. Shanks didn't know what to say, he sat twiddling his fingers for a while until (Y/N) started giggling. At Shanks' raised brow she explained;

"I don't think I've ever seen you so nervous before. I don't bite you know."
He gave her a disbelieving look, probably remembering a time when they were up against some marines and she bit one of them.

"Except for that one time, otherwise I don't bite." She said.

"I'd rather not take my chances." He replied. "(Y/N) ...I want to apologise. I've been acting like a jerk lately and I'm sorry for making your life miserable."

"If you don't want me on the ship anymore, just tell me Shanks." She replied quietly.

"Is that what you think?" he asked in shock.

"You never lose your cool with anyone else but me. Everything I do gets on your nerves." This time she was the one nervously fiddling with her fingers. Shanks moved closer and stopped the movement with his larger calloused hand.

"It's not that (Y/N), true you get under my skin more than anyone else, but it's not because I regret letting you be part of my crew."

"Then what is it?" she asked and was surprised to see a light flush spread across his cheeks and down his neck.

Shanks swallowed nervously. "I...I sort of like you."

"Sort of?" (Y/N) teased even though she was also now blushing at the Captain's confession. She'd never imagined he'd like her in that way, and she also knew that she was attracted to him, he was ruggedly handsome after all but to hear that she actually made the all-powerful Shanks feel that way inflated her ego a little.

"Okay, I like you. A lot." Shanks said, a playful light entering his eyes. "You drive me crazy, both in a good way and a bad one. I don't know what to do with you at all. You're like this flame I know I shouldn't get close to but at the same time I can't help but be pulled in by the way you burn so brightly."

She felt her stomach tie up in knots. "So you thought being mean to me was a better option?" she asked.

Shanks nodded, "It's not only that, there's this huge age gap between us and I feel like you're too young and I don't want you to deal with my domineering personality."

(Y/N) smirked as she straddled her Captain and laughed at his shocked expression. "Captain aren't getting a bit too full of yourself? I've told you time and again, I'm old enough to know what I want. You're not the only one with a domineering personality in this room, as for the age thing, no one really cares. I like you, you like me so who cares how old we are. If you want to be with me, just go for it." she said caressing his cheek with palm of her hand. Shanks leaned into the touch and smiled softly.

"Okay. From today on, (Y/N) you are going to be my woman." He told her. She chuckled at that even as a euphoria like feeling took over her body.

"You're not going to ask?" she breathed as her lips hovered above his.
"I already know what the answer is going to be." And he kissed her.
[THE END]