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- Summary: During a trip to Hogsmeade, you and Fred Weasley can’t resist a visit to Honeydukes. Surrounded by every kind of magical sweet imaginable, a simple lollipop turns into a playful distraction. Fred can’t seem to take his eyes off you, and your best friend’s mischievous charm makes the sugary treat feel a lot more tempting than usual.

- Word Count: 498

- Pairing: Reader x Fred Weasley

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The snow crunched pleasantly under your boots as you walked down the cobbled street of Hogsmeade, the village buzzing with Hogwarts students in scarves and mittens. The sweet, buttery smell of fresh pastries from Madam Puddifoot’s drifted in the air, but Fred had only one destination in mind.

“Come on,” he grinned, tugging your hand as though you didn’t already know where he was headed. “Honeydukes is calling my name and yours, if I’m not mistaken.”

The warmth of the shop hit you instantly when you stepped inside, the scent of chocolate, peppermint, and sugar hanging thick in the air. Shelves towered with sweets of every color imaginable, some bubbling, some fizzing, some humming as though alive. Fred’s eyes practically sparkled as he darted down an aisle.

You trailed after him, laughing as he piled Sugar Quills, Chocolate Frogs, and Fizzing Whizzbees into a basket. But when your gaze landed on the jar of oversized rainbow lollipops by the counter, you couldn’t resist. You plucked one from the jar, unwrapped it, and popped it into your mouth.

Fred turned just in time to catch the sight of you, lips wrapped around the brightly colored candy, your cheeks puffed ever so slightly as you drew it back out. His grin froze for a moment before it curved into something sharper, more mischievous.

“Well, well,” he said, voice lower now, though still teasing. He stepped closer, leaning an elbow against the shelf beside you. “Didn’t know Honeydukes was offering free lessons in distraction today.”

You raised a brow, feigning innocence as you twirled the lollipop. “What are you on about, Weasley?”

He leaned closer still, eyes glinting. “That lollipop’s getting more attention than I am. And between the two of us, I’ve got better jokes, more charm, and dare I say a much more kissable face.”

You laughed, trying not to let the warmth rising in your cheeks show. But Fred wasn’t backing down. His gaze followed every lazy swirl of the candy as you popped it back into your mouth.

“Oh, come off it,” you said, though your tone betrayed your amusement. “It’s just a sweet.”

“Not just a sweet,” Fred countered, smirking. “Not when you’re eating it like that. You’re going to have the poor customers fainting in the aisles.”

Before you could protest, he plucked the lollipop from your fingers with a flourish and popped it into his own mouth. His eyes never left yours as he leaned back against the counter, smug as could be.

“Mmm,” he said after a thoughtful moment, letting the candy click against his teeth. “Yep. Definitely better when it’s yours.”

You gaped at him, scandalized and amused all at once. “Fred Weasley!”

“What?” He spread his arms, utterly unrepentant. “It’s a shame to waste good sweets and good opportunities.” He winked. “Besides, sharing is caring, isn’t it?”

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Candy

Luffy x reader

Words: 4,212k

Summery: This narrative follows a Straw Hat crewmember whose love for candy is a defining trait, often leading to humorous interactions and a trail of wrappers. While the crew reacts with various degrees of exasperation and amusement to their sweet tooth, Luffy consistently shows a unique understanding and affection. This culminates in a dinner scene where Luffy, in his usual oblivious yet earnest manner, blurts out his long-held feelings, leading to a flustered but ultimately heartwarming confession under the stars, solidifying their bond with a sweetness surpassing any candy.

Warnings: implied romantic Interest/relationship, minor choking scene(kinda)

A/N: I really hope you like this!! It’s my first request so I hope it’s at least halfway decent!! Ty for requesting it though, I had no idea what to write:3 💗

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The scent of the open sea was usually enough to get anyone on the Thousand Sunny energized, but for you, it was often the tantalizing aroma of Sanji’s latest dessert creation wafting from the galley. The tantalizing aroma of Sanji’s latest dessert creation usually pulls you from the depths of any daze, far more effectively than the invigorating tang of the open sea. While the rest of your Nakama dreamed of grand adventures and glittering treasure, your own personal paradise was a landscape sculpted from mountains of chocolate, rivers of caramel, and islands made entirely of gummy bears. Being a Straw Hat meant facing terrifying adversaries and sailing into uncharted dangers, but it also promised a seemingly endless supply of sugary delights. Every new port was a victorious conquest in your ongoing quest for the ultimate sweet treat.

You were rarely seen without a lollipop stick dangling from your lips or a chocolate bar half-devoured in your hand, regardless of the time of day. Mealtimes were merely a brief interlude before the main event: dessert, followed by a continuous symphony of snacking. Your pockets served less as practical storage and more as a portable emergency sweet stash. A quick rummage often yielded a handful of sticky hard candies, a squished packet of gummies, or a slightly melted chocolate coin. These were treasures, rarely shared, guarded with a ferocity usually reserved for the One Piece itself.

The only downside to your confectionery passion was the trail of evidence you inevitably left behind. Empty wrappers, crumpled and clinging to invisible stickiness, would frequently spill from your pockets with any sudden movement. The deck of the Sunny, your bunk, even the crow's nest at times, silently bore witness to your sweet tooth escapades. Nami would sigh, Sanji would offer a good-natured scolding about cleanliness, but even they knew the sheer joy you found in your sugary indulgences.

For you, candy wasn't just food; it was pure, unadulterated bliss. The satisfying crunch of rock candy, the creamy melt of chocolate on your tongue, the delightful chewiness of taffy – each bite was a small slice of heaven. It was the vibrant explosion of fruit flavors, the comforting warmth of vanilla, the thrilling tang of sour delights. In a world of pirates and perilous adventures, candy was your constant, sugary anchor, a reminder that even amidst chaos, there was always something sweet to savor.

Your candy habits were definitely a hot topic among the Straw Hats, each with their own wonderfully unique perspective.

Sanji was perpetually torn between culinary despair and reluctant indulgence. "You're going to spoil your dinner!" he'd declare, hands on his hips, watching you unwrap a chocolate bar mere minutes before he served a gourmet meal. "How can you appreciate my cooking when your palate is already coated in sugar?!" Despite his incessant complaints, he'd often find himself baking an extra batch of cookies, muttering, "just in case you run out of your… emergency rations."

Nami, ever practical, focused on the aftermath. "Another wrapper!" she'd shriek, holding up a crumpled candy foil she'd found stuck to your shirt. "Do you have any idea how many of these I find scattered around? It's like living in a confectionery explosion!" Yet, beneath her frustration, she'd occasionally slip a small, expensive piece of chocolate into your hand, a rare treat she'd picked up just for you.

Chopper was a mix of scientific curiosity and genuine concern, often bordering on wide-eyed astonishment. "The amount of sugar you consume is... medically fascinating!" he'd exclaim, examining a pile of empty wrappers. "Your energy levels should be off the charts, but you're surprisingly stable! Can I... can I have that last gummy?" he'd occasionally ask, his large, hopeful eyes fixed on your stash.

Usopp often found your sweet tooth oddly inspiring. He'd occasionally try to invent "candy-powered gadgets" or "sugar-fueled projectiles," usually with disastrous and incredibly sticky results. He was also the first to attempt to barter a grand, exaggerated story for a piece of your candy, though you rarely fell for his schemes.

Zoro mostly ignored your habits, as long as they didn't interfere with his sacred naps or rigorous training. He'd sometimes eye your candy with a gruff indifference, but if you actually offered him one, he'd take it with a surprising lack of ceremony, probably just to make you stop talking.

Robin observed with quiet, knowing amusement. She found your childlike delight in sweets rather endearing. She'd occasionally share fascinating historical anecdotes about famous confectioneries or rare sugary treats from ancient civilizations, knowing you'd listen intently, captivated by her words.

Franky just thought it was SUPER! "That's how you stay so energetic, right, little sweet tooth?! A super dose of sugar to power up!" He'd even tried to integrate candy storage compartments into his own body, much to everyone's collective dismay.

But Luffy... Luffy's reaction was always the most special. He never scolded you, never complained about the mess, and never questioned your endless appetite for sweets. Instead, he simply understood. He'd watch you, his own eyes wide with a similar childlike wonder, as you savored each bite. He'd often try to sneak some of your candy, giggling mischievously when he succeeded, but he'd also be the first to share his own food with you, especially if it was something sweet. More than once, he'd just sit beside you, happily munching on whatever you offered, his presence a comforting warmth. He saw your love for candy as another part of who you were, another facet of the person he cherished. And sometimes, when you were both quiet, sharing a particularly delicious piece of candy under the vast sky, you'd catch him looking at you with a soft smile, a look that said, clear as day, that your sweet tooth was just one more thing he adored about you.

The familiar sizzle and fragrant steam drifting from the galley signaled that Sanji was hard at work. The rest of the Straw Hats were scattered across the deck, soaking in the lazy afternoon sun. You leaned against the railing, a half-melted cherry lollipop cool against your tongue. The sweet, tangy flavor was a small piece of perfect contentment, a tiny bead of sugary saliva glistening at the corner of your lips as you contentedly sucked on it.

Suddenly, a rubbery arm slung around your shoulders. "Shishishi! (Y/N)! Got any candy?" Luffy's grin was wide and infectious, his black eyes sparkling with anticipation.

You pulled the lollipop from your mouth, the sticky sweetness lingering. "Sorry, Luffy," you said kindly, tilting your head. "I'm almost out, and I wanted to save what's left for when we can restock at the next island."

Luffy's smile faltered, replaced by a comical pout. He whined, a drawn-out "Awwww, come ON, (Y/N)!" that made Zoro groan from his napping spot. He circled you, his hands reaching out and then retracting, clearly battling his desire for sweets against your polite refusal.

Then, a mischievous glint sparked in his eyes. In a flash, his hand darted forward, plucking the lollipop right out of your mouth. Before you could even register what was happening, the cherry candy was in his mouth. He then swiftly yoinked his beloved straw hat from his head and plopped it onto yours, the brim slightly obscuring your vision.

With the lollipop still firmly between his lips, Luffy leaned in, his gaze intense for a fleeting moment. His tongue flicked out, catching the remaining sugary sheen from the corner of your lips before he pulled back, a wide, utterly guileless smile plastered on his face. He made a happy little humming sound, the cherry lollipop now his prized possession. He seemed completely oblivious to the stunned silence that had fallen over the deck.

Your face exploded with heat. Your cheeks burned, and your heart hammered against your ribs. All you could do was stare, wide-eyed, at the back of Luffy's head as he bounced off to show his pilfered treat to Chopper. His straw hat felt suddenly heavy on your head. Around you, you could feel the weight of your crewmates' gazes – Sanji’s eyebrow twitching, Nami’s jaw slightly dropped, Usopp stifling a snicker, Robin’s lips curved in a knowing smile, Franky letting out a low "Suuuper… bold!", and even Zoro’s one visible eye seemed to have widened almost imperceptibly. The taste of cherry and something… else… lingered on your lip, and all you could manage was a deeply flustered blush.

The silence that followed Luffy's audacious move was thicker than the caramel you'd once spilled on the deck. It stretched, taut and expectant, broken only by the gentle lapping of waves against the hull.

Sanji, ever the romantic, was the first to snap out of his stupor. A faint plume of smoke curled from his cigarette, and his eye twitched. "Luffy, you idiotic rubber brain! What kind of move was that?!" he spluttered, torn between outrage at the lack of decorum and a grudging, unspoken admiration for Luffy's sheer audacity. He shot a quick, concerned glance your way, his usual protective instincts kicking in.

Nami finally found her voice, a mix of exasperation and disbelief. "Luffy! You can't just... do that!" She looked at you, then back at Luffy, then at the lollipop still in his mouth, shaking her head. "Honestly, sometimes I wonder about you!"

Usopp, who had been trying desperately to hold back his laughter, finally snorted, covering his mouth with a hand. His shoulders shook with suppressed mirth, occasionally punctuated by a high-pitched squeak. "He just... he really just did that!"

Chopper, surprisingly, was less flustered by the action itself and more by the implications for his candy. "Luffy, you stole her lollipop! Now she has less!" he cried, looking at your blushing face with a worried frown before turning his attention back to the pilfered treat in Luffy's mouth.

Zoro, who had been feigning a nap, slowly opened one eye. A small, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips as he watched your flushed face. He let out a low chuckle, a rare sound. "He's got guts, I'll give him that."

Robin's eyes sparkled with knowing amusement, a faint smile gracing her lips. She simply watched, her usual calm demeanor unwavering, clearly enjoying the chaos unfolding before her. She understood Luffy's actions, perhaps better than anyone else on board.

Franky pumped a fist in the air, a booming laugh erupting from his chest. "SUPER! That's a super way to get your sugar, little brother!" He seemed utterly unconcerned with the social implications, focused purely on the 'efficiency' of Luffy's method.

As for you, the world seemed to have tilted on its axis. The straw hat felt impossibly heavy on your head, its familiar weight a strange anchor in the swirling daze that had overtaken you. The lingering ghost of cherry sweetness on your lip mingled with something else entirely – the faint taste of salt and the undeniable warmth of Luffy's skin. Your heart pounded so loudly you were sure the entire crew could hear it. You could feel every eye on you, every shared glance, every suppressed giggle.

Luffy, meanwhile, was completely oblivious. He was already bouncing towards the galley, eager to show Sanji his new acquisition. "Sanji! Look! (Y/N) gave me her lollipop!" he announced triumphantly, completely misinterpreting the situation.

You could only stand there, frozen, the heat in your cheeks spreading all the way to your ears. You reached up, hesitantly touching your still-tingling lip. Your mind raced, trying to process what had just happened. Luffy, your captain, your friend, had just… licked your lip. And then given you his hat. It was so utterly, perfectly Luffy, and yet, it had sent a jolt through you that was anything but innocent.

Your face still felt hot, even as you pulled Luffy's straw hat down, letting the brim hide your burning cheeks from the amused gazes of your crewmates. The coarse straw tickled your nose, and the faint scent of adventure and Luffy clung to it, making your stomach do a funny flip. You kept the hat pulled low for a good hour, pretending to be utterly engrossed in the waves or a particularly interesting cloud formation, anything to avoid eye contact.

An hour later, the irresistible aroma of Sanji’s cooking finally pulled everyone to the dinner table. Tonight, it was a succulent seafood stew, rich with herbs and brimming with fresh catches. As everyone settled down, digging in with gusto, you still felt a little self-conscious, occasionally peeking out from under the brim of the hat you were still wearing.

"So, (Y/N)-chan," Sanji began, a teasing glint in his eye as he served you a generous portion, "did you enjoy your… shared lollipop? I hope it didn't spoil your appetite for my magnificent stew."

You mumbled something unintelligible, pushing a piece of fish around your bowl with your spoon.

Nami snickered, nudging Usopp with her elbow. "She's still blushing, Sanji! Look!" she crowed, much to your chagrin. "Honestly, Luffy, you’re usually so focused on food, but you really outdid yourself today."

Luffy, meanwhile, was oblivious, happily slurping his stew. "Shishishi! It was really good, Nami! (Y/N)'s candy is the best!"

Chopper, ever the innocent, piped up, "But Luffy, you ate her lollipop, so it was your candy, technically, after you took it. And (Y/N)'s heart rate was really high!"

Usopp leaned across the table, whispering loudly to you, "So, was it a power-up, (Y/N)? Did you feel suddenly super-charged after the captain’s… transfer of sugar?" He made air quotes with his fingers, barely suppressing his laughter.

Zoro just grunted, taking a large swig of sake, but you could swear you saw a flicker of amusement in his eye as he watched the scene unfold. Robin merely smiled into her teacup, her eyes twinkling as she observed the crew’s antics. Even Franky let out a booming "SUPER SMOOTH MOVE, CAPTAIN!" before taking a massive bite of his stew.

You just wanted the floor to swallow you whole. Every comment, every knowing glance, just added fuel to the fire in your cheeks. You focused intensely on your stew, hoping that if you ate fast enough, they'd forget all about the lollipop incident. But somehow, with this crew, you knew that wasn't likely to happen anytime soon.

You kept your head down, trying to become one with the stew, hoping the teasing would simply dissipate into the evening air. It was no use. The occasional snickers and knowing glances continued, each one a tiny pinprick on your already flaming cheeks.

Then, Luffy, bless his oblivious heart, suddenly slammed his hand on the table, making everyone jump. He swallowed a mouthful of stew with a satisfied gulp, his eyes sparkling.

"Oh! I know!" he declared, completely unaware of the fresh wave of mortification about to crash over you. "Next time, I'll actually kiss (Y/N)! They looked so cute when I took their candy!"

Utter Silence

The entire table went completely silent. Even Sanji, mid-chew, froze. Nami's spoon clattered into her bowl. Usopp choked on his food. Chopper gasped. Robin's gentle smile vanished, replaced by an expression of pure surprise. Zoro, who had just been about to take another swig of sake, lowered his cup slowly, his one visible eye wide. Franky simply stared, his jaw slack.

Your face, if it were even possible, turned a shade of crimson that Sanji's tomatoes couldn't hope to rival. The straw hat on your head suddenly felt like it weighed a ton, pressing down on the swirling chaos of your thoughts. You squeezed your eyes shut, wishing desperately for the deck to open up and swallow you whole. Luffy, meanwhile, simply beamed, completely pleased with his brilliant revelation, reaching for another helping of stew.

You, mid-chew of a perfectly cooked piece of fish, promptly choked. A violent coughing fit wracked your body, doubling you over. Your face, already the color of a ripe strawberry, deepened to a shade of beet.

Concerned, Chopper immediately sprang to action. "Are you alright, (Y/N)?! Are you choking?! Franky, give them the Heimlich! Usopp, don't just stare!"

Luffy, however, remained utterly oblivious to the commotion he'd caused. He just tilted his head, watching your struggles with a slightly puzzled expression. "What's wrong, (Y/N)? You look weird!" He then continued, completely unprompted, "But yeah! I always wanted to kiss you! Ever since you showed me that candy stash on the first island we met, I knew you were going to be great! You're really fun, and you always smell like sweets, and you don't even complain when I sneak extra food sometimes." He paused, taking another large bite of stew, his eyes wide and earnest. "I knew I loved you back then!"

The coughing stopped, replaced by a stunned, strangled silence. Even Chopper, who had been about to administer a forceful pat on your back, froze, his tiny hoof hovering in the air. The expressions around the table morphed from concern to absolute disbelief, then to various shades of shock and amusement.

Sanji dropped his fork with a clatter. "Did he just...?"

Nami's jaw dropped so low it looked like it might hit the table. Her eyes darted from Luffy to you, then back to Luffy, a mixture of disbelief and utter exasperation on her face.

Usopp looked like his brain had just short-circuited. He pointed a trembling finger at Luffy. "He just... he just said...!"

Zoro, for the first time in a long time, actually spit out his sake. He stared at Luffy, then at your shell-shocked face, a slow, incredulous smile spreading across his lips.

Robin covered her mouth with a hand, but her shoulders shook with silent laughter. Her eyes, however, held a warmth that went beyond mere amusement, a touch of genuine delight.

Franky let out a low whistle. "SUUUPER... unexpected!"

You, meanwhile, were frozen, the straw hat still perched on your head, your eyes wide and fixed on Luffy. His declaration, so simple and guileless, hit you with the force of a tidal wave. All this time, you'd thought his attention was just... Luffy being Luffy. But "loved you since the beginning"? It was so him – blunt, honest, and completely unaware of the bomb he'd just dropped. Your blush, you were sure, was now permanent. The seafood stew suddenly tasted like cardboard.

Luffy, completely oblivious to the utter pandemonium he’d unleashed, simply continued to eat, humming happily. He occasionally glanced up, a puzzled frown on his face when he noticed the continued silence and the unmoving stares of his crewmates.

You, on the other hand, felt a strange mix of emotions. Embarrassment, yes, a tidal wave of it, but beneath that, a warmth began to spread through your chest. Loved you since the beginning? It was so incredibly Luffy—direct, honest, and utterly without filter. He hadn't meant to cause a scene; he'd just stated a truth as casually as he might ask for more meat.

Sanji was the first to recover, albeit slowly. He let out a long, drawn-out sigh. "Well," he muttered, running a hand through his hair, "that certainly explains a few things about the captain's... enthusiasm for your candy." He then looked at you, a soft, understanding smile replacing his usual exasperation. "Don't worry, (Y/N)-chan. He means well."

Nami, still wide-eyed, just started laughing again, a little hysterically this time. "Oh, Luffy," she managed between gasps, "you just... you just confess your undying love over dinner?!"

Usopp, who had recovered enough to speak, pointed at Luffy dramatically. "This is it! This is how the greatest love stories begin! With a stolen lollipop and an accidental confession!"

Chopper, ever the pragmatic one, looked at Luffy with a mixture of awe and confusion. "But Luffy, that's not how you're supposed to say things like that! You're supposed to be romantic!" He then looked at you, his eyes filled with genuine concern. "(Y/N), are you still choked? Your face is still really red!"

Zoro, having finally swallowed his sake, just shook his head, a wry grin on his face. "Only our captain," he grumbled, taking another sip.

Robin's laughter subsided, but her eyes remained warm and gentle. She simply offered you a knowing, comforting smile. "It seems our captain's heart is as straightforward as his appetite, (Y/N)."

Franky, after a moment of stunned silence, slapped his knees. "SUUUPER BOLD! That's how a man expresses his feelings! No holding back!"

You finally managed to push the straw hat off your face, taking a shaky breath. Your heart was still thumping, but the initial shock was giving way to something else. Looking at Luffy, who was now bickering with Usopp about the best way to eat a fish bone, you saw no malice, no teasing, just pure, innocent affection. He genuinely meant every word. A small, genuine smile bloomed on your face, replacing the blush. It was ridiculous, embarrassing, and utterly, perfectly Luffy. And in that moment, surrounded by your loud, chaotic, and endlessly loving crew, you wouldn't have had it any other way. The taste of cherry, and something undeniably sweet and warm, lingered.

A few hours later, the moon hung high, casting a silvery glow over the silent deck of the Thousand Sunny. The boisterous energy of dinner had long since settled into the gentle rhythm of the ship rocking on the waves. Most of the crew were either asleep or winding down in their quarters, leaving the deck peaceful and quiet. You found yourself drawn to the cool night air, sitting by the railing, gazing out at the endless expanse of the ocean. The earlier embarrassment had faded, replaced by a soft, thoughtful quiet.

A familiar shuffling sound broke the calm, and then a warm weight settled beside you. Luffy. He plopped down cross-legged, remarkably quiet for once, his eyes also fixed on the glittering water. For a few minutes, neither of you spoke, the only sounds the creak of the ship and the gentle lapping of waves against the hull.

He shifted, turning his head to look at you. In the dim moonlight, his eyes seemed even brighter, reflecting the stars above. "Hey," he mumbled, his voice softer than usual.

You turned to him, a small smile playing on your lips. "Hey."

"You okay?" he asked, his gaze unwavering. "You got really red at dinner." There was no teasing in his tone, just genuine, simple concern. He really was oblivious.

You chuckled, a quiet, almost shy sound. "Yeah, Luffy. I'm okay."

He nodded, seemingly satisfied. Then, he leaned a little closer, his voice dropping to a near whisper. "I really meant it, you know." He picked at a loose thread on his shorts. "About loving you." He looked up, his innocent eyes meeting yours directly. "Since the beginning. You're my Nakama, and you're... you're really great, (Y/N)."

The moonlight seemed to amplify the sincerity in his voice, and your heart gave another one of those familiar, happy thumps. There was no grand declaration, no passionate speech, just Luffy being Luffy, open and honest about the feelings that had resided in his big heart all along.

You swallowed, the sweetness of the lingering lollipop still a ghost on your tongue, now mingled with the overwhelming sweetness of his words. There was no artifice, no hidden meaning, just the raw, genuine heart of Monkey D. Luffy. It was exactly like him to blurt out a confession over dinner, and then repeat it under the silent stars, completely earnest.

You looked at him, truly looked at him. His straw hat was no longer on your head, but the feeling of it was still there, a comforting weight. He was gazing out at the sea again, seemingly content just to have said his piece. He wasn't demanding a response, wasn't expecting anything. He was just Luffy.

A soft sigh escaped your lips, a mix of awe and pure affection. The embarrassment from earlier had completely vanished, leaving only a profound sense of warmth. Your own heart, usually only truly stirred by the prospect of new sweets, now beat with a different kind of craving.

"Luffy," you began, your voice a little shaky, but clear in the quiet night.

He turned his head back to you, his eyes wide and curious.

You took a deep breath, gathering every ounce of courage. The salty air filled your lungs, and the vastness of the ocean seemed to hold your secret, waiting for it to be set free.

"I..." You paused, a small, shy smile finally breaking through. "I love you too, Luffy." The words, once thought impossible to say to someone so chaotic and grand, felt utterly right, like a missing piece of a puzzle clicking into place. "More than all the candy in the world."