One Piece: 7 Minutes In Heaven

Blood Red

Requested by: TheOrangeAssassin , also RocketRiley
~Shy~
(Y/n), probably the cutest girl any guy has ever seen. Totally the classic case of good girl falling for the bad boy, she has always had a crush on Kid. She doesn't even know how Luffy ended up dragging her there, but there she is. In the spot light, everyone staring at her while she's pulling out a card.
She pulls it out and she just wants to put it back in and run for the hills. Before she could even think of doing that though, Kid's hand wraps around hers and drags her into the closet. She heard Nami say something, probably a word of good luck, but she couldn't hear.
He's touching me! I-I could walk into the closet myself! She feels his hand let go of hers and the force makes her slide into the closet while he follows. He slams the door, and she suddenly remembers who she's in the closet with. K-Kid! This is too much for my heart!
"Relax kid, I won't do anything to you," he leans against the wall and looks at the door, "You're not my type anyway."
As he spoke those words she felt her heart deflate and her soft voice flooded the small area, "Is that so...?"
"Yeah, is it that really surprising?" he looks over at her and his eyes slightly widen at her expression, "Why... are you upset?"
"Huh?" she reaches up and touches her cheeks, there were tears running down her face, "I-I'm not! In fact, I'm h-happy you don't find me attractive! T-these are tears of joy!"
"Really now?" he smirks, "Then you wouldn't mind if I told you I have a girlfriend? That we've already had se-"
"I don't need to hear about your sex life!" she looks away uncomfortable, "And what you do is of no concern to me. I hope you're happy with your girlfriend."
"I don't have one," his voice was suddenly closer than before and when she looks up, he's standing in front of her, "I just wanted to see something, but from what I can get; are you still a virgin, (Y/n)?"
"That's none of your concern!" her face lights up and she tries to hit him, but he grabs her wrist, when she tries to do the same thing with her other hand, he catches that wrist too.
"So, I'll take that as a yes?" he places her wrists above her head and he leans in, "Why don't I change that, here and now?"
Her eyes widen and she looks away from him, "I'm not another one of your toys, Kid! I'm a human being, just like you!"
He's taken off guard and he releases her wrists, "Is that what you really think of me, (Y/n)? Some guy who just plays around with women's feelings? Is that really the vibe I give off?"
"Yes! And I hate that I fell for a guy who gives off that vibe!" (Y/n) starts to cry as Kid just stands there, "I hate loving you knowing I'm not your type!"
"Jeez... (Y/n), relax. I was just kidding around," he raises his hands as she hits his shoulder, "Listen, (Y/n), I love you too. I was just... I don't even know why I was denying it, I just wanted to mess around with you. I thought you wouldn't like me the way I like you, but now I see you do, so... be my girlfriend. My real girlfriend. Okay?"
"You're not joking?" she looks at him skeptically.
"I might by kidding, but I'm not joking," he tries using the same stupid pun again, only to gain a slap. A yes, and a slap. A slaptastic yes.
~Shy End~

~Outgoing~
(Y/n) and Kid, they've been the best of friends ever since they were in second grade when she put tacks on the teachers seat. Now that they're grown up though, (Y/n) knows that she's started to develop 'loving' feelings for him.
(Y/n) though, deals with other girls always wanting Kid. Girls are savages, they'll say anything that isn't true and make girls feel insecure. So when she pulled out a blood red card, she felt like she could finally tell Kid about what's been going through her mind.
She smiles at him and hands the card back to Nami, "Thank you, Nami."
"You see that everyone, (Y/n) just thanked me! You all should appr-" Kid slams the door as soon as they get into the closet.
"I didn't think she was gonna shut up, so I decided I didn't want to be annoyed," he skips right to hovering over her, his arm above her head and his hand on her waist, "What's been going on lately? You've been avoiding me like the plague."
"I'm probably carrying it," she laughs at her own joke, but she feels his hand grip her chin and forces her to look into his eyes, "Alright... you see... the thing is... I'm in love with you and-"
His lips crash into hers. His hand goes back to resting on her waist. Her hands go to his head and into his red hair. He pulls back and starts to kiss her neck, searching for her weak spot.
"You didn't let me finish," she starts, only to be shushed by Kid, "Why should I? I still didn't hear you say anything back to my confession."
"We'll talk about the rest later. I want to make the most of the time we have in this closet," he finds her sweet spot and lightly bites on the tender skin, "but I love you too, (Y/n)."
He senses something else was bothering her though so he stops, "Alright. What is it? What's bothering so much that you can't even kiss me properly?"
"E-excuse me for not be-" she stops in her tracks at the look her was giving her and let's out a sigh, "Alright, fine. I'm afraid of the other girls."
"What's there to be afraid of?" he growls, "Honestly, (Y/n), afraid? The girl who continued to prank every teacher we ever had? The (Y/n) who wasn't afraid to argue with the teacher on how you should write the letter z?! Afraid of a few girls? The (Y/n) who skied down a fucking mountain while there was an avalanche?! Come on. I'll be there with you if you struggle. I'll tell them to fuck off because the only girl I have my eyes on is right here, right now, in front of me. The (Y/n) who, back in second grade, put tacks on the teacher's chair. I love you, (Y/n)."
"I feel better now, thanks Kid," she pulls him in for one last kiss, "I love you too."

~Outgoing End~

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