Imagine Shanks saving you from hypothermia
You and Shanks: *get separated from the rest of the crew during a snow storm*
Shanks: *shielding his eyes from the snow and tries to yell over the howling wind* This storm is getting worse, get over here, we need to stick together. I don't want you getting lost!
You: *hears a crack under your feet* what was that!
Shanks: Fuck, we're wandered onto ice! Move very slowly, and grab my hand!
You: *falls through the ice when you reach for his outstretched hand*
Shanks: No! *Dives into the water after you, and pulls you from the icy depths and looks around* damn it, we need to find shelter!
You: Look over there, there's a cabin!
Shanks: Good eyes kid, let's get a moving. *Activates his armament haki, and wades through the snow and carries your frozen form in his arms*
When he gets you through the door
Shanks: *looks down and notices that your lips, nose, and fingertips are starting to get discolored from the cold, and your eyes are unfocused* oi oi, stay with me kid!
You: it's hot *starts to pull off your coat*
Shanks: *jumps into action and throws you onto the couch, and races to get a fire lit, breaking furniture to use as kindling*
You: *has already pulled off almost every article of wet clothing*
Shanks: *pulls his own clothing off and piles the cushions from the couch in front of the fire place* come ere you
You: *slaps his hands away* no it's too hot to cuddle.
Shanks: you little brat, fine, you leave me no other choice. *Fishes through a linen closet and pulls out a bunch of blankets. Most of which he uses to make a little nest, and one he wraps you up in like a burrito, and drags you to to the spot he prepared in front of the fire and gets on top of you. So you are trapped between him and a bunch of pillows.*
You: *struggles against him* Let me go, you big idiot.
Shanks: *gently bites your palm as you press your hand against his face*
You: *yanks your hand away and whines* get off of me you big jerk.
Shanks: I need you to trust me, when I say this really is in your best interest.
Shanks: atta girl *pulls off your underwear set and throws them over his shoulder as he gets comfortable on top of your shivering form.*
You: *wakes up feeling the drastic and uncomfortable difference between your cold body, and your sweltering surroundings, and opens your eyes in an unfamiliar place* hmm what happened?
Shanks: *lifts his head off your chest and looks down at you* finally awake, huh?
You: captain? Where are we?
Shanks: At an old hunting cabin, you fell through the ice and passed out.
Shanks The ice of the frozen lake we accidentally stumbled on, but it's nothing to worry about. We'll reunite with the rest of the crew in a few days. They'll actually probably find us first... Anyway, how are you feeling? *Absentmindedly rubs his knuckles against your chest*
You: *gasps did you undress me?!
Shanks: *chuckles* didn't need to, practically couldn't get you to keep them on soon as I started building the fire. But they needed to come off anyway, they were wet, as were mine.
You: *realize what that means and is very self-conscious*
Shanks: *sees right through you.* You have nothing to worry about dear, you're beautiful, and I am not going to do anything without permission, at least nothing beyond keeping you warm.
Shanks: *snorts* Pouting was not the reaction I was expecting. *Hooks an arm under you and flips the two of you over, so you were resting on his chest.*
You: I had some rations in pack, they should still be good if they didn't get wet.
Shanks: *slides out from under you and walks over to the couch where your clothes are, unabashed of his nudity.* Sweet, it's dry.
Benn: *bursts through the door* Boss!
Benn: *sees his nude captain, and you, covering yourself by the fire,* I'm sorry, I'll come back later *slowly closes the door*
You: you're misreading the situation! Shanks go get him.
Shanks: *laughing too hard*