One Piece One Shots (Requests: Closed)

What Matters (Buggy, AU)

I saw The Greatest Showman today(yesterday? It's 12:43am) ... it was beautiful! Also... something else happened that wasn't that good... it actually made me cry... but that's none of your concern! You don't need to worry about me!

Since his eye color... (it probably won't be accurate...) in the picture is blue... his eye color in this oneshot... is blue as well.

Song: Tightrope
Artist: Michelle Williams
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  (H/c) strands float in the air as the wind brushes through them. Her feet balance on the thin twain that's twisted into something much stronger to support the weight. Her (e/c) orbs aren't visible as she closes her eyes and stretches out her arms, leaning back; the air rushes around her as she starts to fall.
Images rush through her mind, all starting when she was younger. She's always wanted to be something amazing, yet she never knew what that really entailed. She never knew what she wanted to do, just that she wanted to be something.
But when she met him, she figured out really quickly that it didn't matter what she was doing, because she was always something with him. She didn't seem to care about anything anymore, except him. Her whole mind filled with him, and only him.
He was everything to her, they did everything together. His arms around her made her feel safe, no matter what hardships they encountered. It was them against the world, but she didn't think that mattered. It didn't really.
His hand around hers made her heart skip multiple beats, and it comforted her more than any words could. Knowing that he was always there for her when things got rough; knowing that he wouldn't leave her no matter how out of control she could get.
And his lips on hers make her heart fill to the brim with happiness... just like the little kid she was when they first met. The heated wind rushing in her face as she entered the tent, the clatter and clutter of the noises on top of one another.
The wonder and amazement that she held in her eyes was forever encased in his heart. He remembered the way she first looked at him, not with disgust, but with adornment. She loved going to see him, multiple times she told him that she'd visit even if he wasn't in the show.
She was the first person to show him kindness, besides the red-headed idiot... and Mohji... and Cabaji...oh-heck... she was the first woman, and he couldn't get her out of his mind. She made him feel like there was a place that he belonged.
They never parted, and she never wanted to either; neither of them did. They shared their first kiss in a fully blooming meadow. The sun shined brightly though the trees as the breeze blew by, she'll never forget the feeling of his thumb rubbing her cheek before he leaned in and placed his lips on hers.
She'll also never forget the sight of him on his knees in front of her, or the feeling of the cold metal slipping on her finger. He'll never forget the way she looked on her wedding dress, or the words she spoke as her vows.
He still can't get over the fact that she said yes to him, that she took the risk of losing all that she was born into just to be with him; that she was actually in love with him. He loves her with all of his heart, there's no other person that he'll love more than her.
She feels someone's arms wrap around her body before she falls onto the ground. Her eyes snap open and her lips conform into a wide grin. She stares right into the lightest blue orbs she's ever gazed into.
"Thanks for catching me," she whispers before he sets her down on the ground and she stands up. She dusts off her outfit before she feels his arms around her again.
"Why'd you fall? This was practice, so it's not like it matters... but if I wasn't there to catch you, you would've-" her finger places itself on his lips.
"You'll always be there to catch me," she wraps her arms around his neck and his hands rest themselves on her hips. "There won't ever be a time when I'm uncertain."
He sighs, her behavior makes him worried, but it also makes him want to make sure that he'll always be there for her. He has to, because if he isn't, then where would she be? He feels her lips on his suddenly and she breaths out slightly.
"I love you, Buggy," her hands run up the back of his head and pulls out the hair tie that kept his blue-hair out of his face.
They stand in the middle of the ring in complete silence before he opens his mouth, "I love you too."
She kisses his lips again before she places her lips on his cheek and giggles, "You'll have to reapply your lipstick, I've ruined it."
She licks her thumb before she wipes his cheek to get rid of the red mark she placed there. He just shrugs her words off and sends her a smile, "You get used to it, when you have a needy wife such as yourself."
"Us wives need to be needy as well, husbands are like kids," she puffs out her cheeks before she gains a lows chuckle and his finger poking her skin. "Extremely needy and attention seeking."
"You know I'm joking," he leans in and kisses her neck as she hums a sarcastic reply. He kisses her cheek before he whispers quietly to her, "I really love you, (Y/n)."
She'd follow him to the end of the Earth and she wouldn't mind. She didn't care what happened to her life, weather it was simple, or planned, or even wrapped in a box and gifted to her with a pretty pink bow, as long as he was in it. As long as he is okay with it.
She can see everything so clearly with him, and she never wants anything to be unknown, but there's always the uncertainties that can't be anticipated. Just accepted and accustomed to. As long as she is with him, she doesn't care. She just loves him. And he loves her. That's all that matters. Nothing less. Nothing More.

~What Matters~