One Piece One-Shots

A Love Tringle (MarcoxReaderxAce)*

"(Y/N), have you really never thought of Ace as a man?"

"Well, he has a pen---"

"No! I meant like as a boyfriend or something!"

"Nope!"

Ace and you? Together? You brushed that thought off, chuckling softly to yourself. You known that boy since he joined the crew, you were his sister and he your brother along with the rest of the crew. Family. Both of you were children of White Beard. He was like your best friend, someone you can't replace. Yeah, that's it. You smiled as you watch him be chased off by an annoyed Phoenix that was awoken from its nap.

"(Y/N), be my sacrifice!" Ace suddenly appeared behind you and pushed you towards someone, the lavish Phoenix transformed back into the first division commander and you were suddenly in his arms, your (E/C) eyes bore into his sapphire ones as you returned his embrace with a small smile. If you were to have interest in anyone, it would be the pineapple head. Immediately, the second division commander regretted his action as he saw the sparks shared between both of you, his heart sank as Marco steadied you.

"Are you alright, (Y/N)?" He asked coolly, forgetting that his target was the fire-first Ace.

"Yeah, she's fine," he almost spat, pulling you closer towards him, and safely away from someone who seemed like his competition. Both of you laughed and refused to make eye contact with each other, only exchanging a few words before the blonde walked away.

"Ace, what was that about?" You questioned the man, stepping away from his almost protective grip. His eyes seemed furious, even if he were the wanted Fire-Fist Ace, his eyes fumed.

"Me?! What was that about? You were making googly eyes with pineapple brain!" He shrieked as you dramatically patted your left ear.

You patted his shoulder trying to calm him down and then proceeded to pinch both of his cheeks but was stopped, by his, much larger in comparison palms. "Ace, what's wrong?" You asked again, as the man's childish expression was replaced with a much more serious and demeaning one. "Is this because I wouldn't play tag with you the other day?" You looked deeper into his eyes playfully, "Okay, you're it---" as you slapped his chest, he grasped your wrist and your lips clashed with his. You were suddenly light headed and your heart was sent fluttering. His grip on your waist tightened as he deepened the kiss, it wasn't an innocent type of kiss where your first love and you would exchanged both of yours first kisses but one that was demanding and passionate. You were too shocked to budge instead you only grasped onto his shirt feeling the heat of his body.

When the kiss broke, you tried to steady your breathe but it wasn't working, your face was blushing madly and the man's breathing was heavy as well. "I don't want to be looked at like a kid, I like you (Y/N). I don't like seeing you with anyone else, Marco or another person, I don't care. Please accept my feelings, will you go out with me?"

"Well, if you don't see him as a man, then don't you think he has ever thought of you as a woman?"