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you weren't trying to eavesdrop. really, you weren't. you were just walking down the hallway of the polar tang when you heard law's smooth voice from the half-open infirmary room door.
your steps stopped before your brain could catch up.
the laugh that followed—one of the crew members, probably penguin—sounded muffled behind the rushing in your ears. then, law spoke again, sharper this time. "she's always in my head. it's annoying."
he obviously meant you—i mean, you were the only woman on the polar tang.
your chest constricted in that embarrassing manner it was only able to do in the presence of him. becoming friends with benefits was supposed to be easy. no strings, no jealousy, and no foolish little hopes that grew in your heart each time he brought you into his lap or gave you a gentle kiss.
you shoul've known better.
so you left before you could hear anything else.
law noticed immediately when you started avoiding him.
no more late-night calls. no more showing up in his room weaing one of his shirts and pretending your pajamas were all dirty. no more letting him pull you closer.
after three days, he finally managed to corner you in the kitchen when everybody else fell asleep. you took your job of avoiding him seriously, you even skipped dinner if it meant not looking at his face.
you shrugged without lookin up from the mug in your hands. "thought you couldn't stand me. was just doing you a favour."
he kept quiet for a couple of seconds. then, he said:
"what the fuck are you talking about?"
you laughed, but it came out a shaky huff. "i heard you talking to penguin the other night."
law stared at you for a full five seconds before dragging a hand down his face. "oh my god."
"weird way of saying thank you—"
"i wasn't saying i hate you." he stepped closer, brows furrowed like he was genuinely irritated you'd come to that conclusion. "i said i can't stand how much i think about you."
he continued, quieter now. his arms lowered to grab your hands into his bigger ones, a small sigh escaped your throat when you felt the grounding warmth of his palms. "you're everywhere. in my room, in my clothes, on the ship, all over my fucking head." his eyes flickered down to yours. "it is distracting."
suddenly, the kitchen felt too small.
"so..." you said, carefully, "you don't hate me?"
law looked almost offended. then, he tightened his grip and pulled you into him, muttering against your forehead: "you're unbelievable."
you laughed, relieved and warm and a little teary-eyed. he kissed you just to shut you up.
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