I Like This Feeling, Don't You?

you're crazy

The best days, in Nami's eyes, were the days when the crew wasn't fighting or exploring some island but instead staying on the ship as it sails through the ocean's vastness. The days where the crew enjoy their own hobbies and have fun without worrying of anything bad happening. Currently, she was spending her time making macarons with Sanji. It's really fun being with him when he wasn't in full ero-mode.

They both decided on two flavors: matcha and cookies n cream. Sanji had already made several batches where one batch contained 15. Nami, not being so skilled and quick as him, took her time and was on her second batch with Sanji's assistance, although she was fine by herself. If Luffy didn't have a stomach of a giant like his zombie, Oars, her and the cook wouldn't be making so many. Sitting on one of the chairs was Zoro who downed his 3rd bottle of booze, the max of booze Sanji was willing to give for now.

The blonde cook sighed in utter happiness. "Today's afternoon spent with Nami-swan? Oh how Kami loves me so!~ But it would be even better, if I was helping her alone." His blissful attitude shifted into an angry glint as he glared at the swordsman, who had closed his eyes but opened them after. "If you're gonna nap, nap outside marimo." He said threateningly.

"I wouldn't be staying here for no reason, Dartboard." Zoro replied. "I'm here because Nami was bragging about how she's going to make the best macarons in the world. Given her cooking and baking skills before you joined this crew, it's hard to believe."

"Watch how you talk about her, dumbass." Sanji said.

Zoro quickly glanced at Nami who was completely focused on what she was doing. She stayed awfully quiet which was pretty strange for her. He knew teasing her would do the trick in getting her to speak. "You know it doesn't count if the cook is helping you make them, you know that right?"

Nami, who finally decided enough macarons were made, put her last one in one of the batches and looked up at the moss head to stick her tongue out at him. "Shut up and give it a taste already. I made most of the matcha ones." She went to the sink to wash her hands and help fix the mess Sanji and her made.

"On it, witch." He said as he stood up from where he sat and headed for one of the batches. Sanji rolled his eyes and Zoro gave him a winning grin as he picked up the macaron and placed the whole thing in his mouth.

Nami noticed the blonde pout while putting away the ingredients that were no longer needed. He murmured a few words, probably cussing Zoro out, while glancing at the guy who got permission to eat her own made macarons. From behind, she tapped his shoulders and when he turned around she told him, "I also want your opinion, Sanji-kun."

Sanji had gave her a genuine smile and happily made his way to where the swordsman was at. "Thank you, Nami-swan!!!~~" He swooned as he also picked one up to eat.

Zoro was the first one to react. "I'm not gonna lie but a witch like yourself can make tasty stuff."

Sanji began floating in the air showing how joyous he was. "For once, I agree with him. You're so amazing!!~" He told her with heart eyes.

"Thanks guys. Sanji-kun, can we hide these until after dinner please? I gave strict instructions to the rest of the crew to not let Luffy in this kitchen until we're done making them. I want these macarons eaten after dinner and not now. Ok?" She met eyes with him.

He didn't even bother to respond but quickly followed her order as he kept swaying as if in heaven. His movements so delicate, as he picked up the trays of macarons to put in the fridge in which he then secured up safely, thanks to Franky's trusty locks. Looking out of the door's window, based on how bright the day was, he can tell the afternoon sun had just appeared. It was lunchtime and he didn't have anything prepared. "Nami-san deserves a break!" He cried. "I'll be working on lunch for the meantime, have a wonderful afternoon~!"