Take Care - Law x Reader 2/3

“Do you need another refill so soon?” Through sweet scented slurred words, you offered the green haired man a second round.

Gleefully offering his mug up, despite still containing several sips left, he accepted the pouring of strong liquor fueling his night. “Can’t say no to that.”

With a lopsided smile, personal space was not a matter as bonds were needed to be formed if you were all going to be working together. Careless pressing of your bust to his muscular toned arm as you poured earned a very audio able snicker from a nearby onlooker.

A quick glance across the seated group was all that was needed to meet the piercing grey eyes of your captain. A dash away he would do each time to being caught. Yet you knew that his eyes were focused on only you.

“Captain! Have another drink!” With a large grin backed up by a few mugs of sake, you tore yourself from heavy drinking with Zoro.

Such a man able to consume heavy amounts was intriguing. Although your attention would always turn back to the silent man finally peeping.

Feeling no fear in appearing behind him, you slunk behind with a refill. “Oh?”

A heavy pout appeared once more as you stared down to a full mug – his first one. “Captain.” Your voice lowered to his refusal to join the celebration.

“Why don’t you have a drink captain?” A tinge of whine backed up your disappointment to his ‘stick in the mud’ attitude.

“Someone needs to be responsible.” He grumbled while beginning to place his mug down.

Although you wouldn’t take no for an answer. Dropping to your knees and pressing your chest against his back, your chin rested upon his shoulder. “Come on captain! One drink won’t kill you.” A wink was backed up by cheering from the group around encouraging him to relax.

He stiffened to your touch stunned from the intimate approach. “Not now.” A cough opened up his response to being egged on. He lowered his thick billed cap to cover his rosy expression over taking olive to your touch.

Pouting shifted into a brilliant idea which had budded as you stood.

You focused upon his signature spotted cap counting down the seconds gain the courage. A deep breath you took before snatching his fuzzy cap plucking it right off of his head.

A giggling fit erupted as you ran as quickly as possible with his hat in your hands.

Blank stares gave you a running start before heavy laughter filled the silent group realizing what you had done.

Caught off guard, Law’s reactions were delayed before a harsh jerk jumping him out of his seat. Messy obsidian locks ruffled in the air as he attempted to catch up.

Although you had no plans of being captured just yet.

Making a full circle around the group, you plopped down in your original location in between Zoro and Bepo.

“(Y/N)-ya, if you don’t give it back.” Law planted himself in a strong stance before your seated figure.

You looked up at the anger filed man with a dusting of liquor manifesting as a flush of red on your cheeks. “Or what captain? You’ll take my heart?” Teasing a response to which he could easily do for a punishment. A raise to your hand placed his thick cap on top of your head.

“Take it.” Hazily pulling the thin fabric down exposed the swell of your breasts leaving for a clear location for the extraction.

A seconds delay he took for your sudden exposure. A tinge of red he attempted to hide cocking his head away from the seductive action. “Just give it back and I won’t do anything to you.”

No threat of repercussion filled his demand. The slight kindness shifted your liquor fueled feelings.

“I knew that you’d never hurt me! Thank you captain!” Your hands flung around this thin leg catching it suddenly in a tight embrace. The starch in his jeans scratched against your cheek as you rubbed expressing your gratitude.

Laugher roared as Law could do nothing but grumble beneath his breath to your intoxicated actions.

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The festivities continued well into the night showing no sign of slowing down. A few moments away from the group was all that you needed for you to sober up. Heavily parched throat took down much needed water aiding in your recovery.

“Ugh…” A throbbing in your head already appeared coming down from a flurry of drinks. Laying back against the kitchen’s wall, you took a heavy breather.

The spinning room began to slow down as your hazy vision cleared. “Why did I drink so much?” You shook your head unsure of why you had let yourself consume so much.

A nervous beat of sweat suddenly rushed paralyzing your body in place. You had heard stories of the change in personality that liquor caused.

Bold and brazen, you had hoped that you didn’t do anything.   

You shook your head attempting to push away any bad thoughts for a quick prayer that you behaved like a saint. “Crap…I don’t remember anything.” A deep sigh overcame as the past few hours were basically a dark haze except for a few actions here and there.

The possibility of innocent behavior quickly faded as you attempted to rake your hands through your hair. A plush blockade paused your actions before bringing the cap down into sight.

“No…No…” Muttering to yourself you wished that you were simply seeing things. Although the plush spotted cap was clearly in your hands. The budding hazy memory of stealing his cap was unfortunately true.

“C-Captain is really going to take my head now!” You squeaked out ill thoughts to the repercussions that were surely soon to come. 

A list of actions you rushed though of possibilities that could be taken in order to spare you of the pain.

‘Runaway? – no.’

‘Hide in the forest forever? – no.’

‘Change your name? – no.’

A deep expelling of a held in breath brushed away any of your ‘options.’ The only rational one was to confront and hope for the best.

In theory the high road was the way to go it but it just plainly sucked.

Sigh.

With the cap in your trembling hands, you began to exit from the safety of the small kitchen. Pushing past the forest created doors, you entered returning back into the celebration.

Scanning around for your captain, no such body was found. Only a fuzzy hilt was a sign that he might still be near. Worst case scenario, Law would have already left fuming.

His nodachi laid against the one whom would thankfully never scold you so you were safe, well at least for now -- Bepo.

His large furry stomach laid face up expanding and deflating to each breath that he took. The sweetness of his innocence in sleeping would usually calm any nerve if only you weren’t holding your captain’s prized hat stolen from right off of his head.

“Bepo…” You began to whisper as you approached with caution. “Have you seen – “ You paused to finding the man which you originally sought.

Resting peacefully against the bear’s thick plush fur was Law. A crossing to his arms he held in his slumber.

‘okay…just drop it and go.’ Mentally you repeated to yourself a simple plan of place down and bolt out of there. Balancing yourself over a heavy body of fur, your plan had almost succeeded.

“(Y/N)-ya.” His eyes sprung open to the tilting back of his head in order to match eyes. The grasp he suddenly took to your wrist jolted a deep set in panic.

‘Crap.’ Your attempt at getting away was futile as his grip was far too harsh only increasing by the passing seconds. “Captain!” Finally, you cried out loud adding a pained whine.

“Come here.” Not caring for disturbing Bepo’s deep sleep, he dragged your thin body over his furry one.

“H-Hey…!” The sudden drag of your light weight planted you besides Law with his hat still in your hands.

Your eyes shut tightly in anticipation to what he would do. “Here, just take it back.” You held your trembling hands out with his cap presented up top.

“Go…go get me another drink.” His tight patched demeanor he could no longer hold back as his beginning words began to slur to his demand.

“The captain’s drunk~!” Shachi and Penguin popped up behind crying out in their own drunken state.

“W-What?!” Your eyes slowly creaked open meeting Law’s forced deadpanned expression. The rosy hue upon his olive toned cheeks showed the warmth of liquor taking over his body.

“(Y/N)-ya, go get m-me another.” He hiccupped unable to keep a straight face even through a simple sentence. Not caring for his cap at the moment, he only wanted one thing.

A jolt of confusion had still stuck leaving uneven eye contact on his part.

“N-No!” you cried out rejecting his demand. He was far too deep into his mood altering drink for anyone’s comfort.

“(Y/N)-ya.” After one final chug, he held out his empty wooden mug randomly out to seemingly no one while repeating your name.

“Um captain, I’m over here.” You called out from his side which you had not left. A cracking laughter began to fall from your lips as you could no longer hold your stern expression to his mis direction each time that he attempted to call out to you.

The typical frown which he wore dragged down into a deep scowl as he was wrong each time.

“I’m sorry captain but you can’t have anymore.” Taking his mug from his grasp, he finally turned towards your direction. “I’ll get you some water but that’s it.”

Striking grey eyes that could once kill, they began to dull down due to the effects of alcohol.

“Please just go back to sleep.” You pleaded for a nap to cure him of his behavior. A return of his hat you placed upon his head before beginning to rise from your spot. “Bepo is here, get some rest and you’ll be better in the morning.”

“No. stay with me.” His hand once again took hold of your wrist nudging you to remain by his side.  

“O-Okay.” Agreeing with a slight nod, you retuned to your location seated beside. A sudden warm covering he laid upon your head placing his hat back to cover your (H/C) locks.

“Huh?” Before you could question why it was returned so quickly, a new weight was set upon your lap.

Looking down, you found a ruffled head of obsidian hair sprawling over your white suit. Your captain had found a new comfortable location on your lap choosing your warmth over the mink’s.

“C-Captain.” Your hands raised up quickly in innocence from his forward approach.

He seemed to have no qualms with getting lose as he nuzzled up to your covered legs. The loose fabric bunched against his cheek as he turned onto his back.

You gulped to his touch creeping a blush against your cheeks.

‘L-Law…’ Mumbling beneath your breath, this was the only action which you did for a few moments. Watching his steady breathing was all you could do.  

Staggering seconds passed with your heart beating out of your chest. Heavy breathing rang in your ears as your hands worked on their own.

In his weakened state, your hand carefully raked through his messy raven locks slipping forward to cover his face.

A thin smile creaked upon your lips to his small movements. The man feared across the grand line for his unique powers was soft in your lap. Surprisingly silky strands slipped effortless between your fingers breaking apart some spikes.

Constant frowns which you warned would cause wrinkles, finally relaxed.

Your hand daringly lingered along promidate smile lines leading up to the messy side burns. Delicately, your fingers worked setting the style of which he approved of.

A clean up of his facial hair continued down to his chin.

You took soft breaths as your fingers seemingly moved by themselves to his lips. Perfectly rose toned lips, they parted slightly for breaths.

A daring tip laid upon the corner of his lip pulling up for a forced half smile. The expression which you loved to see him wear was once more or less on. Despite furrowing brows, you couldn’t help but match smiles.

Physically pulling of his skin conjured up a scrunching of his nose adding to his off expression. Your hand hesitantly paused for a strained moment after releasing form controlling his expression. Finally, he had relaxed leaving you in the clear.

Too close.

The deeply inhaled breath released. One small scare was enough for a lifetime.

“Good night captain.”