One Piece Oneshots

Sanji x Reader

GreenR: hey guys, sorry I haven't updated earlier but I get stuck in a place with no WiFi and all, so I just couldn't. I hope you are all fine and having fun.

Since it's summer.

And hot as balls outside.

Really.

I'm melting.

Help.....

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You stepped into the greatest -and probably smallest- cafe of the town, tiny bell above the door tinkled happily. Instantly every thought in your head was gone and instead was filled with delicious smell of buttery piecrust and fresh tea.

You inhaled deeply, your eyes searching for a place to sit. You sat down by the counter because most of the seats were already filled and althought there could have been room at some tables you didn't feel like going there. That would have meant talking to people who were already sitting down.

"Hello," Nami chirped cheerily and leaned over the counter to give you a kiss on both cheeks. That last French boyfriend of hers was really getting to her. "What can I get you?"

"Whatever you have in that kitchen what is smelling so amazingly," your mouth watered at the mere thought. "I am so hungry I could eat almost anything."

"Sanji!" Nami called over her shoulder to the kitchen and blond poked his head through the doorway. "Bring out those liqorice cookies I made earlier. Y/N says she is hungry enough to eat anything."

"Almost anything," you protested. "Not enough to eat one of your experiments." She twisted her mouth in a sour line and brought you a cup of tea. Just as you were taking it from her she brought it out of your reach.

"You can have it -  and lunch- on the house if you eat one of my cookies," you nodded grimly and she brought out a round piece of weirdly smelling tar. "Don't make that face," she laughed at your face as you held the cookie up. It was really disgusting.

You chewed on the cookie and tried very hard to smile and not spit it out. It tasted like spinach and liqorice and sunshine together. Kinda like catfur. Terrible. You finally managed to swallow it and opened your eyes which you had closed while eating.

"How is it?" Nami asked eagerly. Her eyes were big like puppy's when she waited for an answer and you gave her thumbs up, not having heart to tell her how bad they really were. "Really?"

"No, not really," you drank some water. "Sorry. That was disgusting."

"Oh alright," she shrugged and went to kitchen, only to return with a plateful of pasta. "I didn't expect much from them anyways."

"Maybe you can try with some more...normal ingredients," you suggested, munching on food.  "Like chocolate. You can't really mess up chocolate."

"Don't bet on that," Sanji frowned as he finished in kitchen and came out to the counter. "Anything new in school?" He sat down to talk with you.

"Nope," you shrugged and finished your plate. "Some of my students have quitted though. Didn't have energy to endure my boring lectures." You laughed lightly.

"Can't be that," Nami took your plate and laft it in the sink. You had left some of your notebooks laying on the counter and she raised on of them in the air. "I mean, who wouldn't possibly like ummm....what is it exactly?"

"History of Gaelic architecture," you said grimly and stared at the notebook she was flipping through. It was filled with notes and  you used for your lectures. "And they do like it. Sometimes."