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SANJI/NAMI JUNE BRIDE 2023

June is coming and we celebrate this event already every year.  But this is direct invitation from Japanese Fans on Twitter. So, if you also participate there, please follow that rules.

Hours before the ceremony begins, someone spends their time slicking Sanji’s bangs back, showing off those curly brows. Saying that he’s embarrassed is an understatement.

Sanji can’t stop crying over how stunning Nami looks.

After Nami comes face to face with Sanji at the altar, she ruffles his hair and gets his bangs to its usual position; the same style she’s seen him with since day one. 

Nami reels Sanji in and dips him.

The dessert at the reception is a big ole ice cream sundae bar. After that one incident, they’d want to spend a good amount of time away from wedding cake...and chocolate....and pudding....you see where i’m going with this? ok? nevermind...

They spend their getaway by a shoreline near a field and some small hills. Sanji offers to escort. Nami carries him up a hill.

Occasionally, the two share a dance in the rain. Half of the time, Nami summons it.

For SanNami June Bride Event 2017. Playlist is mixed by me and @konekonami. Tracks are arranged by order, better not to play it on shuffle.

SanNami June Bride drawn by Sharky-Chan94

I have a feeling that both of them would want a wedding as opposite as possible from their first at the altar.

also I have that headcanon that Sanji would not wear a white suit, not because he wore one on WCI, but because he believes that “white” is the colour of the bride and should only be worn be her

When Nami opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Sanji’s face. Looking directly at her.

“Ohmygod” she screamed, and she almost jumped from the bed, stepping away from him “Do you want to kill your wife on the very first day of marriage?”

Sanji laughed and stepped closer to her, embracing her in a hug. “I just can’t help but to stare at you. You look so peaceful in your sleep.”

“If I had known you would be such a creep I wouldn’t have married you.” She teased him, breaking the hug. “Now get up already, it’s getting late.”

“Who cares?” Sanji grabbed her by the arm, refusing to let go. “It’s our honeymoon.”

Nami sighed. “I know it is, but we can’t be in bed all the time.”

“Why not?” Sanji asked her, giving her the best impression of her puppy eyes. “There are plenty things to do in bed.”

Nami let out a laugh, but freed herself from Sanji’s gaze. “You already showed me that last night. And don’t give me that look, we knew what we were signing up to. It’s not easy to have a honeymoon in a ship with our crewmates.”

Before Sanji could try to convince her, they heard a knock on the door.

“You horny monsters, are you done?” It was obviously Zoro. Sanji chuckled and Nami rolled her eyes, but none of them responded. “Whatever, Luffy is hungry. And Usopp said there’s an island in sight, so…”

By the time they dressed up and opened the door, Zoro was already gone. Sanji gave Nami a slight kiss in the nose, and she wrinkled it.

“I’ll see you later. And don’t worry, we’ll have our honeymoon.” She assured him.

“Where?” He asked. He had always thought The Sunny was a big ship, but it certainly wasn’t big enough for privacy, or so it seemed.

“There” Nami said, pointing the island. Usopp was yelling “land ahoy!” from behind, and they both smiled. “There has to be somewhere where we can escape from everything else, right?”

“Like a hotel room?” he proposed, with a flirty smile.

“I hate to say this, but Zoro is right. You are a horny monster” she laughed, and left Sanji with a furious expression in his face.

 The crew finally arrived to the island, and to their delight, this time it didn’t seem like anything was about to eat them, or anyone was about to fight them. The palms, the sun and the light breeze were the culmination of that peaceful sensation, something that they weren’t used to feeling.

“How could there be no marines in the coast?” Chopper asked, looking around. The only thing he could see besides the sand was a big building in the distance. People were walking, swimming or just sunbathing without any apparent worry.

“Are we dead and we’ve gotten to paradise?” Usopp gulped, his eyes trying to catch every single detail that his mind could process.

“If we were dead we would be in hell, don’t you think?” Robin laughed with her characteristic grin “It’s a pirate’s life we’ve earned.”

“Whatever this place is, I’m just so happy to be here” Sanji cried, bringing down to his knees. “It’s paradise.”

“And who should you all thank?” Nami said, stepping in front of her crew, that now were looking at her, expectant for her answer “Obviously the best navigator ever, me! I had it all planned.”

“So this means…” Sanji started, and Nami joined him for the second phrase “Honeymoon mode on!” They high-fived each other, and Luffy and Franky did the same.

“I don’t get it” Luffy said later, when they were on their way to the building Nami described as a resort “Why did we high-five?”

Nami rolled her eyes before answering him. “Leave it, Luffy. We don’t want your brain injured after a long session of thinking.”

“Okay” Luffy responded, not catching the navigator’s sarcasm. “Usopp, Chopper, Franky and I are going to the amusement park, bye!”

“I’m leaving too” Zoro announced with a chuckle “It’s better to do some workout than to watch you sickling lovebirds making out.”

“Don’t come back!” Sanji waved him goodbye, and Nami punched him softly in the chest. “What? I just want a private time with my wife, and not seeing that shitty marimo ever again. It’s not that much to ask, right?”

“Well that’s our cue to leave” Robin said, taking Brook with her. Soon enough, Sanji and Nami found themselves alone, just like they wanted.

“Now that we’ve gotten rid of them, what should we do first, my beloved wife?” Sanji asked Nami, pulling her closer to him so he could place a kiss on her cheek.

“I was thinking that since I brought the bikini you gave me we could hit the pool” she said with a devious smile “What do you think?”

As a response, Sanji lifted her up and carried her bridal style. “I think let’s go now” he said, starting to run.

Already at the pool, they couldn’t get their hands off each other. Luckily, they weren’t the only ones to do so: the whole place was filled with couples doing the exact same thing.

“What is this place?” Sanji asked her between kisses. Nami stopped him right away, and focused in her answer. She would often get too distracted by him for her brain to actually think, although she loved it.

“It’s a resort, I told you. Mainly for couples in love, couples with children and even couples who are struggling with getting a divorce or not. It comes in the pamphlet, see?” she handed him a piece of paper, and he read it carefully.

“Sounds appropriate.” He just said, before starting to kiss her again.

“Wait” she said, making him stop right away. “I’ll get us a bottle of cold champagne. I’m sure I could get us a discount.”

With a wink of her eye and a turn over her heels, she left him waiting for her return. She moved with confidence, like she owned the place. She felt good, self-assured. In fact, she felt better than ever. The wedding turned out to be such a blast, she was officially married to the man she loved and she had planned the best honeymoon ever. Now that she thought of it, she really was awesome.

“Excuse me, mister” she called the waiter, with a brilliant smile. The day couldn’t get any better, but a glass of champagne had never done any damage. “Can I get the best champagne you have? You see, we’re on a celebration.”

“Of course you are!” the waiter told her, clearly exited. She frowned and looked directly at him, confused. Was that how the staff was supposed to react normally? She didn’t think so. Looking around, she couldn’t see any other clients getting that treatment.

“Sorry, miss Nami” the waiter said, noticing her awkwardness. However, it only made things worse: how the hell did he know her name? “I… You’re Nami, right? The cat burglar, now married to black leg Sanji?”

Nami blinked twice, and slowly nodded. “How do you know that?”

“Well it was in the news. Everyone saw it. You even appeared on some big screens, and, if you ask me, you looked gorgeous.”

The waiter kept talking about how beautiful the ceremony looked and that he never thought a pirate wedding could ever be so classy, yet so funny. He even called it “the best of the century”, which Nami thought it was a little bit exaggerated. Still, she found his excitement funny, and for once, she was recognized for something more than being in Luffy’s crew. It was a nice feeling, being somehow famous. And, even better, she knew how to take advantage of that.

“Look, Brian” she said, reading the waiter’s name in his label. “I really appreciate your enthusiasm and that you loved the wedding so much, but I’m really thirsty right now, and I feel tired after all that big ceremony. Could you bring that champagne I was talking about before?”

“Well of course!” Brian assured, and rushed to the bar. In less than a minute, he was holding a cold bottle and two glasses already. “And don’t worry about the cost, it’s on the house.”

Nami let out the biggest smile she could make and flipped her hair. “Thank you! You didn’t have to!”

When she was walking out, she heard Brian’s voice again. “Sanji is so lucky to have you!”

“Damn right he is” she said, stepping outside again. However, she didn’t found her lucky husband waiting for her at the pool, but two men fighting. And one of them was Sanji, naturally.

“What the hell are you doing?” she shouted him, and he turned around to face her. “Stop that stupid fight of yours!”

“This man just insulted us! He said our wedding was ridiculous and that pirates shouldn’t be allowed to get married, how can I let this pass?” he told her, his eyes still cold from the stare he was giving the man in front of him.

The man, apparently drunk, shouted back. “Pirates getting married is just a waste of time. Sooner or later one is going to be executed, as should be. And then the other would marry someone else, because you pirates don’t have a sense of honor… I’m sure you only did it for show. Pirates can’t love.”

Nami let out a deep breath. She was still holding the champagne, so she left it on the ground.

“Honey” she called Sanji, and he turned to face her with a smile. He knew what she was going to say next, and he could recognize what that little but devious smile meant in her face. “Beat this asshole.”

With the man so drunk he struggled to move and Nami’s cheers and claps supporting Sanji, the fight ended almost as soon as it had begun.

“Repeat that words again and it will be my wife who will finish you off” he spitted to the man lying on the floor. Then, Sanji turned to see Nami’s happy smile, and she threw herself into his arms.

“That was great. But no more fighting, please.” She said, with her signature puppy eyes. He couldn’t escape now. Not that he wanted to, anyway. “Just me, and you, and our free bottle of champagne.”

“Your plans are always the best” he said, kissing her. “But I still wonder how that man could find out about our wedding.”

“Well, as the brilliant mind I am, I know the answer to that” she whispered, “but I can tell you all about it when we’ve had our deserved drinks.”

“As you wish, love” he told her, pouring the champagne into the glasses and serving one of them to Nami. “To my perfect wife, who planned the perfect honeymoon. Cheers!”

“Cheers!” she laughed, before starting to tell him her little experience with a waiter called Brian and the biggest wedding of the century.