Just Some Hypothetical Fluffy Drabbles
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.
Sanji constructs an elaborate punnett square for Nami to hypothesize physical traits for children; rational outcome: ginger hair + blue eyes, blonde hair + brown eyes; most outlandish guess is heterochromia + a perfect blend of color for hair...that or bacon hair.
