One Piece Headcanon (Requests Open!)
Captain Kid watching his perfectionist s/o losing it after a slip-up at training and how he would react. (Very Slight NSFW/mentions of NSWF)
You were working on your accuracy skills in the ship’s training room. It was late, so you were working by candle light and the room was dim, which was the entire point of you training at that hour. You were throwing an axe at wooden human like targets around the room and hitting every singly one either dead in the chest, or straight through the throat.
Until the very last one, which you only manage to lodge the axe into the arm. Letting out a small growl you were over by the target in a flash, knocking the thing to the ground before retrieving the axe and just relentlessly swinging at the wooden target, splinters flying in all directions as you continued to hack the wood into smaller and smaller pieces.
Kid had walked into the room looking for you, it had been a quiet night, so the crew wouldn’t notice if he disappeared for a few hours to do the naughty ... spend some time with you. However, found himself entertained watching you hone your killing skills.
He hadn’t expected you to lose control like that, it wasn’t like you. But that didn’t mean it didn’t thrill him. He knew you were powerful, hell, if you couldn’t hold your own in a fight, he wouldn’t give a damn about you, but seeing you in a rage excited him to say the least.
He was waiting for you to calm down, but it didn’t happen. Once you had worked the target down to splinters you threw the axe at another target with enough force to tear right through the thing, the top half landing with a thud as the axe bore into the wood of the ships’ wall behind it.
Kid watched you, chest heaving as you approached another target with no weapons. His brow furrowed, what were you expecting to accomplish without a weapon? It’s not like you could use Haki. At least he had never seen you use Haki... until now.
Covering your fist in armourment Haki, you punched through it as if it were paper, before ripping the target of its support and beating the ever living shit out of it. A slew of curse words leaving your mouth as you did so.
Kid was so turned on by your rage that he had half a mind to take you right there and then in the training room, until he caught the next slew of words that left your mouth.
“Good for nothing”- punch - “Failure” -punch - “Fuck-up” - punch - “Can’t get anything fucking right” -punch - “One fucking job”
He wasn’t going to let you get away with thinking that, let alone saying that. He decided he’d watched for long enough before stepping out from the shadows and walking up behind you.
“I think you killed it” he chuckled darkly. Making anyone feel better is not this man’s forte to say the least. Your back stiffened upon hearing his voice. He was going to kill you for destroying three of the targets, those things don’t grow on trees... well... they are made of wood, but that shit is hard to find when you’re at sea.
“I-i’m sorry Captain, I'll pay and fix those as soon as we next make land fall” you stood up straight and turned around to look at him. Your chest still heaving up and down from your temper tantrum.
“I don’t give a flying fuck about the damn targets” he suddenly roared at you. You wouldn’t even flinch, you were used to his outbursts by now, but it didn’t make them any less scary. The man is 6′9″, he towers over you, his presence and demeanour was enough to scare grown men.
“Then what the fuck are you mad about?” you shot back angrily. This was why you were his, you didn’t take any shit from him and it’s something that he needed in an s/o. He growled in response as he took a step forward to grip your collar, lifting you up slightly.
“I better not ever hear you say that shit again” he growled.
“But it’s true” you mumble in return, the words slipping out of your mouth before you could stop them.
Oh this boy would lose his shit. He’d throw you over his shoulder with a “You’re fucking perfect even if you screw up. I'm going fucking show you how perfect you are” and march you to the bedroom. This would be the only circumstance I can see this man worshipping his partner in bedroom and he’d be pretty bloody amazing at it, especially if he were trying to prove a point.
