One Piece One Shots (Requests: Closed)

Moments (Bartolomeo)

Requested by: Naughty91
I wove it!! This is honestly, probably one of my cutest oneshots lately... ;-;
Song: (I'm in love with. BTW.) All We Do, By: Oh Wonder.
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  She watches in interest as her boyfriend directs his crew members, their family. She smiles happily as he turns to her, his teeth jutting out like always. He smiles at her and shrugs, he seriously has no idea where he's going, but as long as he has her by his side he doesn't care.
  She holds out her arms waiting for him hug her, but instead he walks over and picks her up. She places her hand on the back of his neck and wraps her legs around his waist.
  Her fingers play with his hair and she nuzzles her face into his neck, sighing contently. There's nothing in the whole world she'd trade this for. She's never felt this complete ever. She closes her eyes and breathes in his scent.
  Her breath tickles him, but he doesn't mind. There's no where he'd rather be. He couldn't think of any other way to spend his life, but having her in his arms. He feels conflicted. He's happy he has her, but he also thinks that she could do so much better.
  Love is strange that way. People fall in love, but they never think they're good enough, or that they don't deserve it. It's taking the time to build the relationship, and knowing what's deeper, that makes them accept it.
  But they shouldn't need to accept it, they should own it. Belive it. Live everyday like it's their last day with the one they love. (Y/n) knows this, and she believes that this is where she belongs.
  Right here, right now-and forever-in Bartolomeo's arms. They way he clouds her mind, making sure that he's the last thing she thinks of when she goes to bed, and that he's the first thought when she wakes up.
  To him, she's the angel sent from above, his world, his reason for existing, the one he wants, and the oxygen that fills his lungs; his everything. He can't think of living without her, he wouldn't want to. If she lived to be one hundred, he'd be one hundred minus one day. He couldn't stand thinking of being without her for even a second.
  He loves it when he catches her staring at him and she looks away with red covering her whole face, he loves it when she expresses the way she feels, he can never get enough of just talking, and he can't think of a better way to spend the time than just sitting around with her.
  She takes a deep breath, and exhales it. Silence falls around the whole ship, causing her to open her (e/c) orbs and look around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, so she looks her boyfriend completely in the eyes.
  "What'd I miss?" she rests her forehead on his, making sure he can't look away from her.
  "I'm not quite sure, (N/n)... I was too busy daydreaming about us," his voice coming out gruff, but underlined in a sweet tone, well, sweet to her at least.
  Her lips form a small smile as they let out a small laugh, "Really? What exactly were you daydreaming about us?"
  "The family we'll have together," he whispers, "The wedding, the children, the children's wedding, grandk-"
  "No need to think that far," she shakes her head while laughing, "Take it as it comes, Bartolomeo. Don't even plan."
  "I won't," he slowly closes his eyes, "I just want to savor every moment I have you."
  She closes her eyes as well, breathing slowly. She mumbles lowly, "As do I..."
  She feels his breath grace over her lips, before warmth spreads over them. There's so many places that that conversation could've gone, but none of them would've been as amazing as what occurred.
  Nothing could, or will, ever be as fulfilling as being in the presence of the one they love. It was perfect that they met. It was like a dream come true. He doesn't have to sleep anymore, because his dream is right in front of him.
  "I love you," his whispers against her lips. His heart full to the brim, ready to burst and rebuilt again, "I'm so in love with you, now, and forevermore."
  She loves these moments, she lives for them, where she's falling in love over and over again. They take her on a journey, the memories washing over her, replaying and replaying. These moments are her life.
  She never wants it to end. She wants to stay with him in his arms for the rest of her life. Never leaving, always having his warmth embracing, engulfing, her entire being. Keeping this feeling going, always making memories. No matter what kind of moment they share, as long as they're together.

~Moments End~