“Hey there, Summerboy!” - Luffy x Reader ✩౨ৎ
Summary: You're sent off to spend a summer in a town with your grandparents. You don't think much of it, only two long painfully boring months, right? Nope, everything turns around once you meet Luffy. Two whole months quickly flew right by, it wasn't enough time to spend with him, and yet you still had so much you wanted to say.
Cw: not proofread, use of y/n, fluffy, somewhat slow burn?, modern au, english isn’t my first language, lmk if there's any more!
A/N: Listened to summerboy by lady gaga, got an idea for this + inspired by this one fic I read over on wattpad! Summertime Sadness by cassi- anywhoo,
ugh this is low-key kinda a dumpster fire
*divider by petalpxl on tumblr!*
“Let's get lost, you can take me home
Somewhere nice, we can be alone
I've got my summer, summerboy
Don't be sad when the sun goes down
You'll wake up and I'm not around
I've got my summer, summerboy”
Only for the summer, only for two months is what you kept telling yourself. Your parents had the great idea of sending you off to live with your grandparents in a town in the middle of nowhere for the summer. According to them you’ve apparently “grown too accustomed to the city” which is nothing short of absurd. But nonetheless what else was there to do this summer? Not much, this was the year that you were finally gonna start university plus most of your friends had moved away for college or were on vacation. You had just gotten off the phone with mom, great. You had around a week till you left, it’d be an agonizingly slow 5-6 hour bus ride. Welp, what's been done has been done, can’t really do much other than endure it. God does give his best battles to his strongest soldiers, right?
You’ve packed your bags, it's the night before you leave. You open up your journal to quickly jot down something.
In all actuality, I’m not sure how to feel about spending a summer away. I haven't visited my grandparents in years but I'm glad to be seeing them soon. I don't have much to say at the moment but I'm interested in what this town holds in store for me.
After a tremendously long bus ride down here you finally made it. It's been hours since you last gotten up and it feels like you’ve lost all feeling waist below. Now you have to haul all your stupid luggage over to your grandparents house. You have their address written down on a little scrap piece of paper dug deep somewhere into your pocket, you fumble around until I find it and uncrumple it. A scratchy voice pierces through the silence, “Ya need any help?” He spoke up pointing at your luggage. You whipped your head toward the source, before you stood a scruffy dude with a straw hat. “Yeah..that would be nice” You mumbled,
“What? Ya said something? Quit with the damn mumbling will ya?” He laughed.
“Hey, do you think you could show me the way over to this house?” You say as you push the piece of paper with the address into his face.
“Oh! That's gramps and grams’ house out by the hills! Are you new around here?”
“No not really, I'm here to spend the summer with them.”
“Ohh, I see you're one of ‘em city folk!” He smiled gleefully, extending a hand. “The names Luffy! Yours?”
“Y/N, thanks for the help!” You reached out and shook his hand, Luffy’s grasp was firm, reassuring. He quickly retracted his hand.
“C'mon we don't have all day, these suitcases aint gon’ move themselves now are they?” Luffy exclaimed, and with that he sprang back off into action.
“Wait!” You barely managed to yell out. He was way too damn fast!
“Y/nnn, hurry up will ya?” Luffy groaned, he already had 2 of your suitcases leaving only your backpack and one other suitcase which you grabbed. “Let's go now” You declare with one final squeeze of your suitcase handle. “Just follow me!” Yet again Luffy ran off into the distance kicking up a little dirt cloud in his path.
Lord that really took you out, running up a hill in the scorching sun is unfortunately not for the weak. You tried to catch my breath, you’re out here panting like a damn dog yet Luffy hasn't broken a single sweat. You look up at the deep cobalt house, not much has changed since the last time I was here. The lawn was still precise as ever, the tulips were in full bloom, and the everlasting willow tree near the pond. In a way it was almost comforting; there was at least one constant in my life. Luffy’s voice snapped me out my thoughts,
“What ya standing there for? You gon’ ring that doorbell or what?” Luffy cocked his to the side.
“Oh yeah” You fidgeted with the doorbell for a moment, *ding*, a beat of silence passes, then another, and suddenly you hear a set of footsteps thumping on down. “Y/N!” The door flew open, and you were abruptly enveloped into a warm embrace — the air was knocked out of your pipes, and you were almost swiftly knocked off your feet. “Grandma, can’t breathe here” You barely managed to wheeze out, You tried patting grandma on the shoulder as a means to let go but nothing got through to the lady. It took another final shove to finally be able to breathe again.
“You’ve grown so tall and gorgeous!” Grandma squealed as she pinched your cheek.
“Thanks” You said as you rubbed your stinging cheek.
“Oh, I see you’ve already met Luffy! He's quite the helping hand around here, quite the handy tool!” You looked over at Luffy who seemed quite pleased with the title and praise.
“Heh, it’s all in a day's work!” He murmured as he scratched the nape of his neck. He can't really be all that, now can he? You thought.
“It sure is hot out here, ya’ wanna come on in and get ya’ self a cup of sweet tea?” Grandma asks.
His eyes shot open at the mention of sweet tea, “Of course! Not a thing in the world I’d trade your delicious sweet tea for!” Luffy rejoiced letting himself in. “Go on ahead, I’ll be there in a moment” Grandma nudged you forward and with that you soon followed after Luffy.
The inside of the house was cozy, there was just the right amount of clutter; not a single wall nor shelf was left undecorated. The rugs had all sorts of little intricate designs on them and there were little plants adorning each corner. Just down the entrance was the kitchen where Luffy was situated with a glass in hand.
“You need to try some of this stuff” He spoke up, handing you over a glass full of sweet tea. You accept it without a second thought and gulp it all down.
The tea was delicious — it was hitting all the right spots. The sweet tea seeped down your throat leaving a chill behind. Just then grandma walked into the kitchen, “Grams! Your tea is yummy as always!” Luffy boasted, “Mhm, it's quite refreshing” you added nodding my head in agreement.
There was a wide smile plastered across grandma's face, “Thank ya’, sweethearts”
“I think I should get going now, the suns starting to set” Luffy said with a slight frown, “Thanks for having me!”
“It's nothing sweetheart” Grandma waved him off as he sped out the door, “Be safe and come back soon!” she added. “We should move those suitcases of yours into your room now, shouldnt we?” Grandma asked. “You’ll be staying in your moms old room in the attic by the way, I’m sorry about the mess. I didnt have enough time to clean the place up.” she quickly scrambled out.
“Alright, thanks a lot and don't worry about it.” You replied before grabbing as much luggage as you could in one go upstairs.
The roof is slanted downwards, and the furniture had a thick layer of dust on it. You shove your luggage off into a corner, that's tomorrow's problem, not now. You sat down on the bed. It surprisingly wasn't dusty like just about everything else in this room. You closed the windows, scurried over to your backpack to fetch your journal, and then you retreated back to bed. You turned on the little lamp beside the bed and start writing.
Today's my first night in town. I met a goofy dude by the name of Luffy who wears a scruffy little straw hat. He's way too energetic for his own good, wonder where he gets it from. I wonder if I’ll talk to him again, he seems interesting. The heat here is almost unbearable. I don't think I have it in me to go outside for any longer than 10 minutes. I’m looking forward to what tomorrow.
You put your journal and pen away — you turn off the little lamp. Your eyelids were heavy with sleep causing you to quickly drift off into a deep slumber.
