One Piece X Readers (OneShots)

Whitebeard Pirates

Your POV

I wanted to kill myself.

No, not because of anything. It's because the fact that someone actually came into my shower room and nearly destroyed it. The person? Portgas D. Ace. Who is he? My fellow pirate brother. I didn't know the damn man was allergic to something in my shower room when he came in, stating-

"The main shower room is too crowded and I'm needed in the next errand!"- was his excuse as I kindly gave him permission to use my shower room while I got something to eat for breakfast. 

That was a bad fucking idea. 

I don't know what happened in there but the next thing I knew, my shower room is burning with what I could tell-fire-from Ace himself. He was anxious about wanting to tell me the truth and I don't blame him, I was taken in by Whitebeard for a reason and he of all people knew, not to mess with people that Pops personally came and offered a place in his home. 

He was standing in the middle of the chaos as the others stood behind me, Marco and Thatch standing in front of me, in an effort to actually protect me from the half-naked Ace as he awkwardly chuckles and nervously told me the whole truth. 

Marco offered to let me sleep in his room but I didn't, I was just glad my room is still okay and everything is not burnt off by my fellow pirate brother's ability. Everything was fine,-except the fact Ace was apologizing to me till nighttime-I could say, yeah, I'm fine and still alive and that's all mattered. 

I wish I could freaking take those words back. 

Here I am, standing in nothing but a towel covering my body as one person I couldn't let them see my body is standing there. Sure, it means the whole-male majority-crew but at this moment, I wish I had my weapon with me or at least I wish I have the ability to turn invisible or super-speed and flashed out of here. 

I was already standing in front of my door, ready to open it and avoid any peering eyes since this ship can be littered with perverts that have to shame in wanting to embarrassed me but luck wasn't on my side, cause of what? Cause-

There, standing in all it's glory. 

Is a blanked-faced Ace. 

"AHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

We shouted in unison as he snapped back into reality before his eyes darted around and trying to back away but his cutely idiotic self managed to fall from the stairs, hitting that one annoyingly loud creak that can manage to wake the entire crew with the following screams and thuds before ungracefully landing on his face, groaning loudly in process. 

I could feel my own colors drained from me as I snapped my head around-I swear I heard a crack-and face to face with red-faced Marco as he snapped his head sideways to avoid any eye-contact. 

His phoenix ability may gave him super-hearings as he threw out his already opened shirt and wrapped it around me before shoving me into my room, kicking the door closed in the process before shouting at me to quickly dressed up. 

And dressed up is what I did. 

I could heard the creaking floor being stomped many times, indicating the many feet running towards where Marco is, while some even laughed seeing Ace's unlucky state. I quickly brushed off anything as I stepped out and waited for the others to leave before giving Marco his shirt. 

There was some even groaning and complaining that it was too damn early to be woken up by Ace's stupidity. 

Meanwhile, I was standing beside an already silent Marco as we silently agreed to never tell a single soul what happened. We watched as Ace got up and me throwing him a big enough towel to cover his entire body as he dashed towards his cabin. 

Later that night, Marco came to my table after dinner. We agreed about what happened and will not tell a single soul about what happened and actually telling the builder division to fix my shower room before anything like this repeating ever again. 

"Hey, (Y/N)! Was it you this morning with nothing but a towel?!" the room was silent for a moment as all eyes trailed towards me, I could feel my own shame running up to my cheeks as I could explode from embarrassment. 

Both me and Marco snapped our heads towards a confused Ace. He failed to read the environment as the others looked over from Ace to me, and back to Ace and back to me. I did the only thing I could think off as an emergency. 

I faked cried. 

I knew, pathetic but it's the only weakness all Whitebeard Pirates have in common. 

Their beloved youngest sibling's cries, even though it's crocodile tears. 

All heads snapped back to a slowly paled Ace. Marco placed a hand on my shoulder as I opened my eyes to see silent filled the room, he had a smirk on his face as I wiped back a fake tear with the same smirk plastered on my face. 

"I feel bad for him" 

"He blown it-yoi" 

"I know, but seeing how much the others cared for me..touched me a bit" I chuckled as he joined in. 

"You're the youngest, and even if you don't like the idea of being babied by us, we just can't help it, you're our precious weakness-yoi" he stated as I smiled as we exited the room to hear the roar of men, and some women from the nursing station running towards Ace as he leaped from one ship to another before running towards the island.

Pops on the other hand was slapping his hand on the armrest and laughing loudly at how laughable the situation is at being handled before turning to Marco. 

"Wanna explain it to me, my son?" 

He chuckles before shoving me to the front as I looked around before telling him the truth, he smiles before ordering Marco to retrieve Ace from his raging brothers and sisters.