Monday's are so not for me.I walk into the school hallways at my usual time and debated or no to go to the nurse office this morning. I was finally done with my period, but, just to take make sure, I did take some painkillers this morning.
As I was walking, I noticed some of the few students that were walking were looking at me and talking to themselves, or their friends. Ignoring them, like I usually do, I continued my way to the nurse office.
He can't be here this early in the morning and if he is, then...well, I have some explaining to do.
I thought long and hard this weekend.
What happened between us was my fault and probably my period's fault too. Like, seriously, I can get way too emotional. One time I cried so hard because of how taco meat wasn't being made into tacos, but instead into hamburgers. Let's just say that my uncle now tries to make sure that he comes to see me when I'm not on my period.I stood in front of the nurse's door, feeling nervous and having some anxiety; which doesn't help my cause. After a couple of seconds of standing outside the door, I pull it open and walked in.
Thankfully, no one was here. I sighed to myself and started doing what I could to help out the nurse. When I was done, I didn't even noticed the time and headed to my first class of the day. Noticing that the halls were empty, I didn't think much of it.
They're all probably in class already talking to their friends.
I reached my classroom to noticed that the class was already started. If I were to go in there now, I would be completely embarrassed. I'm not some student that shows up late-so, I did the next best thing. I went back to the nurse office to hang out until the second period started.
Skipping a class won't be so bad. The teachers usually know that I'm in there helping out and I could have "lost" time helping out.
Looking at the bed, I started to think that taking a little nap wouldn't hurt so much. I mean, I have about 45 minutes left and I have nothing else to do, so why not?
Putting my stuff under the teacher's desk, making sure that it won't get stole if someone comes in here, and making my way to the bed. I got under the covers and closed my eyes.
I'm not sleeping, I'm napping. I'm not sleeping, I'm napping. I'm not sleeping, I'm napping-
Without realizing it, I fell asleep. Who knows when I'll wake up. Not me.
"Huh?" I said to myself while I looked around. It seemed like I was in my little apartment watching television. The television was just some random kid's show from the 90's, the good ones that I would watch when I was a small child.
"Honey?" Someone called out. I turned to my hallway to see Ace wearing nothing but his boxers. My face bloomed fully red and I couldn't help but stare at his boxers, though I tried to keep eye contact with him, it didn't work. "Are you ready?" He asked, leaning on the wall while smirking at me.
"Huh?" Before I could ask anything, Ace starts to make his way towards me and picked me up bridal style. "Y-you ca-can put-t me do-own." I stuttered, trying to make a sentence. My arms instantly wrapped themselves around his neck.
"And why would I do that?" He asked with his signature smirk, but his eyes held something...was it lust?
"Ah! Unless you want to do it on the floor here? You kinky girl," he laughs. "Though I would love to try that, maybe another night? Tonight is my turn to pick what we do."
I stare at him, not believe what he was saying or what was going on.
"I don't want to let your adorable outfit to go to waste now."
Not understanding what he meant, I look down at myself to see what I was wearing and gosh, I didn't want to see it myself. I was wearing the sexiest lingerie I've ever seen! What I was wearing should have been illegal!
Before I know it, Ace gently puts me on the bed and him on top of me. My mouth open, not being able to speak, and my face as red as a rose.
"Now...let's begin..." He spoke as his face came closer and closer to mine.
He kissed me and I kissed him back. Our lips fought romantically as our hands roamed each other's bodies. His black hair was as soft as a flower, his muscles were as hard and tone as a muscle should have been-they were perfect. I never want to stop touching them.
As I was touching his upper body, he touched mine as well. His hands, his oh-so-lovely hands gently touched my face, my back, my sides- my everything. He started to grope my boobs for a bit before stopping and breaking our passionate kiss.
I couldn't stop moaning and he couldn't help but let out a few of his own too. His voice was amazing and I never wanted it to end.
"(Y/N), I love you."
That made my heart go crazy and I felt like it was going to explode. He takes his hand, the one that was groping my boobs, and puts it on his boxers, before sliding it down to reveal his-
"Hey, wake up."
"Huh?" I look around as Ace continued what he was doing.
"I'm going to make you scream my name all night long, my love." He gives me a small kiss on the lips, and I looked down to see that his boxers were down to his knees. Before I could look at his member, the voice spoke again.
"Wake up or else you're going to skip the rest of your classes. "
Slowly, I open my eyes to see his face over mine.
"Hey, you okay? You were making some weird noises in your dream..." his face was extremely red and he was avoiding eye contact with me.
Oh, God, no. Please tell me I didn't say-
"And, um, you even said my name..." Ace said while turning his heads towards me for a bit to make eye contact, but fails and turns his head back to the side.
I look at him in total shock and embarrassment before looking down at my lap and my face was, of course, red. Extremely red.
What did I do to deserve this? What did I do in my past life to deserve this much embarrassment? WHAT DID I DO?
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Are you sure It's him? One Piece x Reader
Teen FictionThis is a modern OnePiece fanfiction and it's about the reader's experience at the Grandline High School. She was always so happy and very energetic until the betrayal of her best friend. In the reader's sophomore year, she starts to fall in love w...