#waahh

yes !!!!! auugh i'd give anything to be able to work on my final projects in his lap, with his arms wrapped around my tummy and his chin resting on my head!! he'd be so good at keeping me focused, i bet my productivity would skyrocket with his help,,, and the way he'd say "ah! no, no, no, your focus should be here, pipsqueak. games come after, 'kay?" while putting his hands on both sides of your head to redirect your gaze back towards your work.

The main timeline is messed up thinking MH is not real and that nobody got hurt sighs.. nobody probably looked for them or cared about the videos Jay posted.

loud laughter around the dinner table, his fingers are stained with oil from stealing off the plates of the crew. he drags his chair across the floors of the sunny, the four legs squeaking as he scoots closer to you.

watching the night sky on the figurehead of the ship, pointing out the glimmering stars. the strong smell of salt and ozone, luffy's warm rubbery skin against yours. his nose pressed into your shoulder breathing in your essence.

waking to image of his tear stained face curled into your form at the ungodly hour. another night terror. no words are ever shared, only the quiet understanding between the both of you. a part of him burns, aching for the space where ace used to be.

your delicate hands card through his locks. they're made of night, slivery smooth and sparkling with hopes and dreams.

"i'm here," you whisper in the dark. his ragged hands hold you tighter, anchoring himself to you.