One Piece x Reader Oneshots (NO REQUESTS)

Naughty List (Smoker x Reader) CHRISTMAS SPECIAL

"Are you sure you don't want to come out with us?"

Smoker looked up from the pile of manila folders stacked high on the desk in front of him. "Nah, you go ahead. I need to get some work done." He gestured to the pile with a grimace.

You pouted, stepping behind him to drape your arms around his neck. "Babe, it's Christmas Eve! How can you possibly have work to do?"

"Crime doesn't take a holiday, [Name]. Have enough fun for the both of us, okay?"

You sighed but kissed him with as much fervour as ever when he turned his head to capture your lips with his. You broke apart when a car horn sounded outside, and you sighed again.

"That'll be my ride. Last chance to tag along. It won't be the same without you."

"Go. Have fun with your friends." He kissed you again. "And when you get home, we can have a little fun of our own, alright?"

"I'll hold you to that," you said with a mischievous grin. You kissed him one last time—one filled with promise and desire that already had your heart quickening at the thought of what he had in store for you later—and you snatched up your purse and your keys from the table before heading out the door.

"Smoker's not coming?" Nami asked as you slid into the back seat of the Uber ride.

"Not this time."

"Shame. Would have been good to have a cop on our side tonight."

"Just how drunk are you planning to get!?" you said in disbelief as the car pulled out of the driveway.

"We. How drunk are we planning to get. You're not getting out of this one, [Name]. And we are going to take as much advantage of all that free alcohol as we can."

"You're the devil."

"That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me."

You picked up Rebecca and Vivi on the way, and Robin called to say she would meet you at the bar where the Christmas party was being held. She waved to you as the car pulled up on the verge.

The air outside was chilly, your breaths steaming in front of your faces as you hurried inside into the warmth and noise of the party. Nami went straight to the bar as if she was on a mission, and returned with a round of shots.

"Tequila? Really?" You grimaced as she forced a shot glass into your hand. "Are you trying to ruin my Christmas?"

Nami had already downed her first shot and was chasing it with a second. "What's wrong, I though you loved tequila?"

"Yeah, in our college days, maybe. Have you forgotten we're not twenty-one anymore?"

"We're not. But this'll make you feel like we are." She winked at you and knocked back shot number three without so much as flinching.

"Well..." You looked down at the golden liquid and shrugged. "Cheers, I guess."

The others all echoed your sentiment and knocked back their own shots. You followed suit. The night from that point on was, admittedly, a little blurry.

When you left the party later that evening, all stumbling and giggling like schoolgirls, you decided to take a shortcut through the mall. The night had turned cold, the clouds obscuring the moon above threatening to snow. After the warmth of the bar, the frigid air was biting.

Though it would still be considered early on any other night, most of the stores were closing up already. But there were still quite a few people milling around looking for last minute Christmas gifts, ushering their children away from window toy displays, fighting over the last discount toaster.