Ruined

𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬. — dracule mihawk & crocodile x reader.

warnings: mention of drugs and biting. most of it will be sfw, though.

summary: how mihawk and crocodile deal with a stone!reader who loves to bite when they're high

a/n: this was a request i got and i LOVED writing it. thanks for sending it!!! it was a bit short but could it be a story too? i found it really interesting to write...

Dracule Mihawk.

the first time you do it, he finds it really weird. he knew you loved smoking one, but he didn’t know it would make you look that funny.

another time, while you were lying on his lap, stoned, you started slowly biting his arm. he just raised an eyebrow and said something like, "if this is a sign that you're hungry, just say it"

sometimes, he lets you do it. he won’t say it, but he likes seeing you all funny when you give him those light bites. "lucky for you that i find you interesting" he says.

he even starts bringing you tea after you smoke, just to "keep your focus more functional" — or so he says. but, in fact, it’s just because he likes your slightly chaotic presence.

sometimes you offer him a drag, and he says no. other times, he even accepts it, but he doesn't like it that much. in the end, seeing him high is quite an event. you know he doesn't like to talk about it, just like he doesn't like to talk about your little bites, which he thinks are adorable but would never admit.

Crocodile.

he was the one who offered you the weed, he didn't think that you would be happy with the idea and that as a consequence you would also start biting him out of nowhere any time you were alone.

it was also funny for crocodile when you showed up stoned, sitting on his lap and laughing for no reason, stealing his cigar.

when you first bit him, it was gentle, but he was startled. 'what the hell are you doing?' he said. you, with your eyes down on the weed, didn’t know either — but it was fun to do.

it became something routine. you were always together. he could be impatient with other people sometimes, but oddly enough, not with you. he’d never admit it, either, but he also loved your bites, and the adorable way you acted when he was really high.

sometimes you also smoked together. he liked the peace he felt when you were with him, it was different from everything else. but unlike you, he didn't get happy and silly.