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Trafalgar D. Water Law

Character: Law

Genre: Slight angst, bit fluff

Warning: Self-doubt, anger, and most importantly, curses

Au: Modern

A/N: None

Third POV

(Y/N) carefully leaned back, the cracking of her spine could be heard as turned her head side to side to loosened the knot already formed from being hunched on the desk all day. Her masterpiece was done and yet, she was hesitant to show it to the world as usual. 

Her caffeine was already emptied out after the first couple of minutes. Her hair mushed into a messy bun as she tugged onto the hairband and gently pulled it out, but to no avail before a frown was formed on her face. 

"Fuck it.." 

She whispered before harshly pulled it, groans and squeaks of pain were heard as the roots of her hair was pulled off before she huffed and let her pen down. Using both hands to undo the tangled hair as it starting to form a very tough bundle, exhaustion slowly turned her arms numb before she groans and let the bundle of mess down. Letting some loose hairs to fall onto the floor, but she didn't mind. 

Silence filled the air as she closed her eyes, before opening it once more. Her eyes landed onto the art she had created from scratch before her frown deepened, 

"Not good.." 

Was her words before leaned down onto her drawing board, grabbing the pen rather harshly before destroying the one thing she had put her hours in within the past couple of days. The lines darkened as she pushed her pen more, dark virtual ink almost covered the image of a couple with eyes looked with what looked like a loving gaze before that too was covered up. 

The desk shook slightly with each force she placed, before turning into a stop as now the panting and huffing (H/C) haired woman finally stood up, chair already fallen down with her noticing as she looked down at the art in front of her before looking up to the many fanarts that littered on her board. 

'Board of Fans' was the board's name as the faces of many polaroid pictures with her fans littered on it, some even cosplaying the characters that she drew as they surrounded her. Her smile was clear as crystal at the next one where they practically placed a fake tiara on her head, with a sign saying 'Our Creator' in the middle. 

Her brows furrowed as her fingers clenched into a fist, anger resonating inside her as she reached out to a picture with intents to tore it up. The space provided with the polaroid was scribbled with a Sharpie marker, 

'First Anime Convention' with hearts covering almost the entire border, a couple of fans behind her as she took a selfie with them, her being in the middle with everyone giving the camera adoring looks. 

Her actions flinched at the fond memories of when she was being shy at the signing booth, thinking that no one will notice her until a young teen squealed in delight with a small crowd behind her before they too turned their heads at where the young teen was looking, it was her. All shy and awkward smiles before it bloomed into a full-on toothy grin as one showed how they adored her works. 

Shaking her head from the memories as she felt a tear fell down her cheeks, her body turning numb slightly as her hands reached out to her head, clutching the already messed up hair before a sob echoed in the quiet room. 

The room's door was swiftly closed as it was opened before a pair of arms wrapped around her, her eyes grew big as she tried to fight back, thinking her house has been raided but to no avail as she was turned around to meet with a pair of tired eyes. 

Her once abandoned clump of hair was gently tugged away leaving only the hairband being almost covered with hair, thrown onto the desk to be deal later. 

A pair of cold hands cupped her cheeks, a small kiss landed on her forehead as she stopped her movements, her eyes puffy and red was given small kisses as she cupped the male's dashing cheeks.

"You don't need to say anything, I am here.." 

He muttered as he gently pulled her to his chest, his aroma of antibiotics and unknown medicine littered his surgeon coat. His hat has been placed on her head as he gently backed away towards the bed, with her feet almost not touching the floor before flopping down onto the bed. 

"Forgive me for not leaving the coa-"

"It's fine.." 

His apology was cut short as he slightly tightened his grip around her. Her nose nuzzled closer to his neck, a small smile appeared as her eyes finally closed. A gentle swipe down her head lulled her deep into slumber as a snore signaled her sleep. 

Law merely rolled his eyes before gently pushing his girlfriend onto her side of the bed, pulling the neatly folded blanket and laying it onto her. Shivered slightly yet succumb to the comforting material before a small smile made it's way onto her face, Law on the other hand sighed before tugging his coat off and placed it onto the laundry basket. 

He got up and walked over to the tabloid which showed the ruined art, he sighed before seeing the undo button and cautiously pressed it, the ink disappeared before revealing the true art lies underneath. 

Law smiled before turning his head to the board above his girlfriend's working place, he knew how much the art world means to her yet he knew how much corrupting the self-doubt world has devoured her. He wished he could cut all of her sadness away but he too experience some of it during his years as a surgeon. 

Law sighed before quickly clicking the save as button, transferring the art to a remote folder that he had created just for times like these. 

He turned back towards the board and towards the calendar sitting next to her computer, a huge circle was drawn with the words of another anime convention scribbled inside. An idea popped up inside Law's mind before turning to his sleeping girlfriend of couple of years and smirked. 

He reached down towards his back-pocket, lucky she didn't roam her hands around him like she used to. A heart-shaped box was felt as he hid a smile under his hands before turning fully towards the sleeping woman, shaking his head before taking on his towel. 

He got the shower all to himself, for now.