Can I have a law x reader where reader gets jealous of Robin but law reassures reader that he loves only them. I really want some good hurt/comfort. Thank you!!
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You twirled the blade over your fingers before you let it fall back on the table. “I like the range,” you said. “I can throw a knife but hurling a sword is a bit stupid.”
“If you move fast enough, distance doesn’t matter,” Zoro scoffed. “You could try throwing as many as you want but you’d still be dead before the first one leaves your hands.”
You rolled your eyes. “You’re insufferable.”
“But right.”
He wasn’t that annoying, honestly, but you were already in a bit of a mood and the Straw Hat’s swordsman wasn’t bettering it. You took the drink he slid toward you and downed it, eyes automatically sliding toward Law at the opposite side of the Thousand Sunny. He looked vaguely irritated too which didn’t better your own mood.
“You good?” Zoro asked.
“Fine.”
He followed your gaze long enough to find your captain. “Normally people don’t look like they want to commit murder when they’re fine.”
“I wouldn’t kill him,” you said, turning your attention back to your drink. “I’m just… irritated.”
“At him?”
“No.”
You weren’t really certain what exactly was irritating you, to be honest. Law hadn’t done anything particularly irritating and you had no real problem with any of the Straw Hats. They were a little rowdy but that wasn’t the worst thing… it was just that every time you heard snippets of conversation involving history, it made you vaguely annoyed.
The more you thought of it, the more you did know what was irritating you. And it wasn’t something even in the realm of logical.
Which didn’t make it better.
“So, Robin,” you said.
Zoro frowned at you. “Robin?”
“You should know her,” you told him. “Is she… nice?”
What a stupid thing to ask, really. You cursed yourself for the ridiculous question but at least it seemed to somewhat go over his head. He shrugged.
“Guess so. Why?”
“I was just wondering. I felt like you should know considering she’s on your crew.”
He didn’t respond and you sighed to yourself. Honestly, you didn’t know what you were thinking. Both the times you’d met the Straw Hat Pirates before now, you’d realised that Zoro didn’t have much of an opinion on the social dynamics of his crew.
You looked at your empty tankard and swung your legs off the table to get another.
“Mind grabbing me a second one?” he asked, one eye open.
“Don’t you mean a fourth?”
“You counting?”
You had been out of curiosity more than anything else. Thankfully, no sooner had you approached the table with various foods and drinks laid out and Sanji offered to pour you something, only mildly grumbling when you asked after something for Zoro too.
While you waited, you leaned back against the table and looked around the Thousand Sunny.
Lantern light swayed gently overhead, throwing warm gold across the deck while music and laughter drifted between clusters of pirates. Plates crowded every available surface and somebody had already started a drinking competition near the railings. Beyond them, the sea stretched dark and endless beneath the stars.
It was a lovely ship.
You hadn’t spent enough time aboard it to properly appreciate it before now but the open space alone felt like a luxury. The Straw Hats had somehow turned half the deck into a feast and there was still room for people to move around without colliding with each other.
Beside the Sunny, the Polar Tang rose and fell with the waves.
You loved the submarine. You always would.
But looking at it from here made it very easy to remember that most of your life was spent inside a giant metal tube.
“Are you and the captain fighting?”
You jumped at Bepo’s sudden appearance, swatting at him in protest for the minor heart attack he’d given you. “Please tell me before you do that,” you complained. “And no?”
Why would he think that? Law and you certainly hadn’t been fighting before you boarded the Thousand Sunny. Quite the opposite. He’d liked your choice of outfit enough that if you moved the fabric too much, a fresh bruise might show on your collarbone.
Bepo didn’t look convinced, tapping his claws together. “I’m worried,” he said. “You’ve both been glaring for a while now. Ikkaku thought you might have argued.”
“Glaring?” you said. “We’ve barely spoken the whole evening.”
“I know. That’s the weird part,” he said, voice quiet.
“We’re fine,” you promised.
You were. There was nothing to really be upset with Law about… he hadn’t done anything wrong. The strange annoyance curling beneath your ribs wasn’t something you could blame on him anyway. You looked over to him, still deep in conversation with Robin whose faint smile made something curl in your chest.
Jealousy? It felt vaguely familiar enough to be even though logically you knew there was no reason to be.
“This is for mosshead,” Sanji said, putting a tankard down next to you. “Tell him to get the next one himself rather than bothering a lady to do it.”
You glanced at the drink. “Is this watered down?”
“He won’t know the difference.”
Bepo was frowning at you. “I think you should go and talk to the captain,” he said. “Just in case.”
“He’s in the middle of a conversation,” you countered though you knew you didn’t have to avoid him. “Besides, I don’t have enough energy to handle Straw Hat right now.”
“That’s fair,” Sanji commented. “Luffy can be a bit loud at times but you get used to it.”
Bepo tapped his claws together. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” you said. “Bepo, I’m fine. I’m having a great time. This ship is actually really nice.”
“I can imagine it’s considerably better than a submarine,” Sanji said. “No offense intended but it does seem a little cramped for such a large crew.”
You couldn’t deny it. The Polar Tang had been an adjustment even if you wouldn’t trade it away for the world. The Heart Pirates were hardly a small crew and they could certainly be enthusiastic in a way that echoed in a metal submarine.
That didn’t make you love them any less.
“I do like the open air,” you admitted. “And I imagine moving furniture around is much easier on a ship like this but I’ve come to see the Tang as a far safer vessel.”
Sanji nodded in acknowledgement. “It’s not for me, chéri, but as long as a beautiful woman is happy, she should stay wherever she pleases.”
“There are other benefits too,” you said. “Brooding swordsman are very good reasons to stick around.”
He rolled his eyes. “We have one of those too. You’re more than welcome to take him back with you. It would certainly make my life far easier.”
“No thank you. One is more than enough but speaking of.” You held up Zoro’s drink. “You okay Bepo?”
“I think so,” he said.
His expression hadn’t really changed, his ears still slightly twitchy like they became when he was feeling anxious, his eyes big and watery. Someday, you should tell him that he looked absolutely terrifying when he pulled that face but you had a feeling it would upset him to know.
The liquid in the tankard almost sloshed over when you shoved it Zoro, sitting by him again and glancing toward Law. You met his eyes and for a second, you stared at your captain across the deck in silence.
Then Straw Hat said something and his attention shifted again.
You breathed out through your nose and refocused on the sky. He was just having a normal conversation and yet, you found yourself mildly annoyed at him. Worse than that, he looked good in this lighting which felt deeply inconsiderate given your mood.
Zoro didn’t speak to you and neither you to him. It wasn’t like you even particularly cared about the swordsman but of all the choices on this crew, he was the quietest.
Yet thirty minutes and two drinks later, Zoro lazily opened an eye and looked over your shoulder. “Your crew’s staring at you like you’re about to jump overboard,” he commented. “Don’t know if you want to deal with that or…”
“What?” you asked.
You turned your head to find the Heart Pirates, who had been spread out mingling, had now gathered together in a small group. A tiny cult formed in the corner of the ship that immediately refocused their attention when you looked over to them.
You breathed out sharply through your nose. “Oh no.”
“Something wrong?”
You sighed. “Whenever they start doing that, I know they’ve got a stupid idea.”
“Sounds like when Luffy and Usopp hold a conversation for suspiciously long,” he muttered. “At least the bear can swim, right?”
“Not that kind of idea,” you said. “It’s usually a theory.”
You looked over at Law and met Robin’s eyes. She said something to him and he turned his head and you looked at the crew. He frowned at their huddle, glancing at you as though you had some kind of answer.
You shrugged helplessly.
He gestured for you to go talk to them and you returned it with a gesture for him to go instead. For a few seconds, you had a standoff, waiting for the other to cave first.
Normally, you would have given in and dealt with the headache before he had to but you had an added motive of kind of wanting him to move away from the Straw Hats. Petty or not, you were particularly stubborn about this.
“Captain,” you mouthed at him, reminding him that they were technically his problem.
He responded with an expression you took to mean they were more likely to talk to you because of that very reason. They didn’t always want to bother him with things and he also dismissed their theories far quicker than you did. You gave him an exhausted look to remind him that you’d dealt with this the last time and that had just made it go on longer.
He narrowed his eyes but you shook your head regardless. He was your captain but you weren’t about to jump to these kinds of problems just because he told you to.
Besides, you were at a party. You held up your drink to show him it was still half full.
“You two always just stare at each other for awkward lengths of time?” Zoro asked.
You froze and realised this must look ridiculous to anybody who witnessed it and didn’t understand. Indeed, most of the Straw Hats were looking mildly confused. Robin laughed behind her hand.
“He won’t go and see what the problem is,” you griped. “Because he’s being stubborn.”
Zoro frowned. “Are you a mind reader or something?”
“No but he’s trying to get me to go and I don’t particularly want to. I’m not the one who’s been sitting still the whole evening.”
Law glanced back at you and raised an eyebrow. You shook your head minutely and he sighed, exasperated, but he stood. It was a minor victory but it relaxed you a little more now that he was walking over to the crew.
Honestly, it was probably better. They listened to him far better than they did to you.
“Right,” Zoro said with a nod. “You got all that through staring?”
“I know him well enough and he’s easy to read,” you defended yourself.
“No. Luffy’s easy to read. I don’t know what that was.”
You couldn’t particularly argue with him about that because admittedly, you didn’t always find Law easy to read. Sometimes he was quite impossible. But that was only when he was in a particularly bad mood.
“He’s annoying me tonight,” you relented. “So, I’m also more aware of him.” It was a poor excuse but it was the best you had.
“Why?”
“Because he’s over there.”
“So, go over there.”
“No, I – ”
The whispering from your crew had become sharper and you turned your head toward them to find the enthusiasm was very much being directed toward you. Penguin was directly gesturing toward you; his attention locked on Law. Law’s jaw twitched and he turned to you, crystal clear in what he wanted. You sighed and stood.
“Wish me luck,” you muttered, grabbing your knife.
“Don’t stab people on deck. Franky doesn’t shut up about it.”
You strolled toward the circle, already knowing this had to be something ridiculous from your captain’s expression. What idea they had come up with now…
“What’s going on?” you asked.
Law sighed. “Stop whining about it to me and ask her then.”
It was good to hear his voice. After avoiding it for the whole evening, you hadn’t realised just how much you missed it until now. You smiled faintly before you looked toward the crew, scanning for the weakest link.
“Yes?”
It turned out to be Shachi because the second you stared at him for too long, he blurted out, “Are you planning on leaving the crew?”
“I’m sorry?”
“Bepo said – ”
“Not that you were leaving,” Bepo hurried to say. “But that we should make sure you didn’t want to. You said you liked their ship more than ours!”
“For moving furniture around, yes,” you said. “What does that have to do with me leaving the crew?”
Law frowned at you. “Why are you moving furniture around?”
“I’m not. I was just saying that it would be easier on a ship like this because the doors are wider,” you said. “Last week, it was an absolute pain to drag the broken bench out of my room because of how narrow the door was.”
“I could have used shambles for that.”
“I wasn’t going to bother you about a bench.”
“You’re also sitting with their swordsman,” Uni said accusingly. “So how are we meant to know you’re not considering their group?”
“We have a swordsman who I prefer,” you reminded him. “But there are like two quiet people on this ship and one of them was busy.”
“You could have joined us,” Law said.
“You were having a conversation.”
“Not one that didn’t have space for you. I made space for you to join me multiple times.”
“No, you didn’t?”
Had he? You had to admit that you’d been so focused on not being caught staring at him that you hadn’t really been paying much attention to the subtle ways he’d normally have invited you to join him.
“And the two of you have been glaring at each other the entire night,” Ikkaku said. “So, we thought maybe you were arguing about something.”
“Which might make you leave because you’re so desperately in love with the captain,” Penguin added in. “And we know that if he said something rude, it would really upset you.”
“Not that he wouldn’t be upset,” Shachi mentioned. “Because he’s obsessed with you and that’s saying something because he’s a bit dense towards women – ”
“Hey,” Law said warningly and they all quietened. “That’s enough. Nobody’s leaving.”
You pressed your lips together to stifle your faint embarrassment. Maybe you had been staring a decent amount but Ikkaku had said that both of you were glaring so that meant… you glanced toward Law and then back at Zoro for a second before realisation hit you.
You brought a hand to your mouth to stifle a laugh as you connected the dots. Oh. Oh that was actually a little embarrassing that you hadn’t noticed.
There was a faint red on the edges of his ears.
“We’re not fighting,” you reassured. “Here, see.”
You pressed a quick, fleeting kiss to Law’s cheek and he immediately flushed, glaring at you briefly before he looked toward your second audience. The Straw Hats were absolutely staring also.
“We’re perfectly normal,” you reassured.
“But the staring – ”
“It’s normal to look at people,” Law said firmly.
The Heart Pirates looked very confused and you placed a hand against his arm. “Normal,” you agreed. “Do you want something to drink?”
He nodded stiffly and you both stepped away, though not before he gave them a warning look. “Stop theorising about nothing.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” you reiterated. “And there’s nothing wrong with us.”
“Are you sure?” Bepo asked.
You sighed and hurried away, practically hauling him with you and it said something about his own embarrassment that he just followed after you. You fought not to laugh as you whispered, hopefully quiet enough to avoid eavesdropping.
“You’ve been staring at me all night?”
“Apparently it’s a mutual hobby.”
“Talk about it later?”
“Yes. For now, join us. I need some relief from Straw Hat-ya.”
You had clearly underestimated Bepo’s hearing because he swivelled his head to you immediately. “So, something is wrong?”
“No,” you both answered.
The party with the Straw Hats went late enough that your feet ached by the time you finally stepped back aboard the Polar Tang. The quiet felt almost strange after hours of music, shouting, and Luffy's voice carrying effortlessly across an entire ship.
The familiar metal halls hummed softly around you as you made your way toward the captain's quarters.
You were tired. Not exhausted enough to skip checking the corridor three separate times before entering, but tired.
“Be doubly sure,” he said firmly.
You checked once more and then closed the door and finally locked it. For a second, you stared at each other and then you burst into honest laughter. Law shook his head but you didn’t miss the smirk on his face.
“I’m leaving?” you asked.
“Honestly…” he sighed and draped his coat over a chair. “Do you know they had a tally of how often we looked at each other?”
You groaned. “I probably won. I was so ridiculously jealous.”
“Jealous?” he repeated. “Of what?”
“The same thing you were,” you countered.
He didn’t refute you, just sighed and shook his head. “Logically, I know I have nothing to be jealous about. You wouldn’t survive with that crew. Not a single one of them has an ounce of self-preservation. They throw themselves against walls for the fun of it.”
You chuckled and walked closer to him, reaching for his hat. He let you take it and put it on your own head instead. “I know, logically, I have nothing to be jealous about either. And yet…”
“Yet you were.”
“It seems that knowing you’re in love with me and knowing that you’re dense about other women existing isn’t enough for me some days.”
Law gave you an exhausted look. “I know other women exist.”
“I would hope so otherwise you need some new medical books.”
“Ikkaku also lives on this submarine,” he said. “But that aside, you could not possibly have found that swordsman interesting for more than a few sentences.”
“I didn’t,” you said. “But I was already annoyed and wanted some peace which seeing as he was passed out for most of the night, I could get. I like my swordsman far more intelligent. And dark-haired. And attractive. And – ”
“And I like my woman far more like you.”
You paused, momentarily caught off-guard by the sudden compliment. It soothed over some of the tension that still coiled in your heart. “I was upset,” you admitted. “But I still can’t believe they jumped to me leaving.”
“Ridiculous,” he muttered. And then, softer, as though it was something that needed confirmation. “Not for something like that.”
“Not ever,” you said.
“That’s not something you can promise.”
“Watch me.”
Law met your gaze for a second and then he sighed. “You have nothing to be upset over. There’s no other person that’s even set foot in this room.”
“I know you love me,” you said. “But that doesn’t stop me from being foolish sometimes.”
“Clearly that’s a trait we share then.”
You hummed and stepped forward, moving into his space just enough for the room to feel considerably smaller than it had. The irritation melted away into something warmer. “You know, I feel considerably better knowing you were jealous too.”
He gave you a blank expression. “I’m not sure you should.”
“Doesn’t it make you feel better to know I was looking at you far more than the swordsman?”
He didn’t answer. It was enough of a confirmation that you laughed softly.
“See, it’s flattering.”
His hand settled at your waist, drawing you a fraction closer to him. “Slightly,” he admitted. “If you were truly jealous though, you could have shown it a bit clearer.”
“Me?” you asked, draping your arms around his neck and moving closer. “What about you? I wouldn’t have minded seeing a little possessiveness.”
“You’d regret asking for that.”
His thumb brushed over your hip before his hand slipped to your lower back, pulling your body flush against his own. Heat curled pleasantly through your stomach and your eyes flicked to his lips for a second, head tilting towards his just slightly.
“There isn’t anyone else,” he said.
“No,” you agreed. “There isn’t. Not ever.”
His shoulders relaxed almost imperceptibly. “Good.”
The word barely left his mouth before you leaned in and kissed him.
After an evening spent sharing his attention with an entire ship full of people, you intended to be far greedier with it now.
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Ugh I love the jealousy trope sm


















