How do you two sleep? Like what do you wear and the positions you two are.
Law pulls the mail from the box, skimming the contents before starting to crumble it, but Luffy jerks it from his hands.
“What are you doing? We have to throw it away,” Law grumbles fighting to take it back, but fails as Luffy stretches it out of his reach, “When I got a mailbox I didn’t think this would be the first question.”
Luffy twists the paper, reading it quickly before snickering, “Why not? It’s not hard to answer, Torao.”
Law sighs, resigning to sit back down, and before he can even ask Luffy is in his lap. A thoughtful hum comes from him, and Law doesn’t need to see Luffy’s face to know the contorted expression of thought that now sits on it.
“I wear a shirt and shorts to sleep, because they’re comfy and some of them have little Merrys and Sunnys on them. Usopp gave them to me,” Luffy starts, and grins wider from the thought, “and usually I’m curled up against Torao’s back. Like a jet pack! He stays super cold, so it’s my job to keep him warm.”
“You do a great job, mugiwara-ya,” Law sighs, wrapping his arms around Luffy’s stomach.
“Oh, it’s only because you refuse to wear anything but box—”
“Alright. that’s enough,” Law says, tightening his arms to cut Luffy off before forcing a grin, “Thank you for the question.”
















