(Art above is by me!)
I combined two stories!
Sanji x Insecure Reader + "unrequited"
(she/her)
Every word was bliss and yet she didn't believe any of it.
Tell me more
Lie to me again
Only in her dreams did she even hope for them to be true.
People often said she was cute for someone like her.
What does that mean, for someone like her? Is she cute or not?
As time passed the more difficult it became to believe anything nice said about her.
Your words taste so sickeningly sweet
I love it
She knew better than to fall for someone like him and yet she did it anyway.
So why does it hurt so much?
He was excited to see her every morning, adorably easy to tease, and always seemed somehow vulnerable?
So close
Just within reach
Not weak. He's certainly not weak. Almost innocent, in the way she could so easily take advantage.
Nami did, but Y/n didn't feel right doing that. It felt dirty, unfair.
Yet forbidden
There he was again, being his sweet self, complimenting her outfit, and giving her a treat to satiate her hunger until lunch.
I can't
All lies, delicious lies. He was too nice to say it. He could never like someone like her.
I dont deserve him
She knew not to take the false hope he handed out. He'd go for Nami. She knew it.
I look nothing like her
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Dresses glided around the dance floor, laughter, singing, everyone looked to be having fun.
And yet in all this
She sat alone at a side table watching it all pass by.
I'm miserable
Robin was with her until Luffy and Brook asked her to join them in a song.
"Why is a lady as lovely as yourself sitting here all alone?" A familiar voice of honey rang from behind.
"Lovely is an overstatement." She said turning toward Sanji.
You don't mean it
"I beg to disagree." He sat in the barren seat beside her.
"Sanji, I'm not in the mood for empty compliments." She looked away, back to the jovial crowd.
"Y/n, come with me for a moment, please." He arose to his feet and held out a hand.
She sighed upon seeing his serious expression and reluctantly took the offer.
He led her to the beach. Where they walked together under the crystalline indigo sky.
He stopped, keeping his tender hold of her hand.
"Y/n, what will it take for you believe me when I say you are the most beautiful angel of all the choirs, no one could ever compare to you. Not only in body, but also in heart and mind." Sanji said breathily between placing kisses upon her knuckles, trailing to the wrist.
He stopped mid kiss to look up, meeting her wide eyes and warm face.
"Is this convincing enough? Need I go further, my Queen?" His voice barely above a whisper, pausing before the nickname.
"Yes....you're very convincing, but... " She said placing her hands to hold his face. "I desire a little more." Her forehead met his, mischief glistening in her eyes.
"Then what are you waiting for?" His cerulean eye pleaded hers.
"This..." Leaning back slightly, her hand traveled to brush against his blond bangs and waited patiently for consent.
"Oh, um... I.. Well.. Um" He lost confidence suddenly and grew flustered. The Sandy floor became incredibly interesting.
"It's ok, baby boy. You don't have to." Y/n's courage flourished at the rare sight.
An arm wrapped around his waist and soothingly rubbed his side as her other hand held his chin, her thumb roaming his lips teasingly.
"Please, just let me claim you. I promise to never doubt your words again."
I promise
Poor Sanji only managed a nod in his completely lovestruck state.
The long awaited touch of her lips finally met his.
He couldn't handle it, his legs grew weak. He leaned against her as the grip on him tightened.
Sanji was in a dazed lovey state for the rest of the night, she should feel some guilt, yet the only thing she felt was pride.
I did it
I did that~
I did my best to keep the reader's insecurity vague. Hopefully it worked out so that everyone could relate, but not too vague.
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