A Terrible Wingman (According to Law)
Law x Reader | Fluff | Drunk Reader | Heart Pirates Shenanigans | Bepo plays wingman while Law suffers in silence.
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Shachi was yelling about something across the table. Penguin was arguing right back. Bepo was laughing. Someone had started a game involving darts that Law was fairly certain would end in property damage.
Normally he would've left an hour ago.
Instead, he sat with a book in his hands and pretended to read. Pretended being the important word. Because every few minutes his eyes kept drifting to the same place.
Specifically, you curled against Bepo's side.
Law's eye twitched. You weren't even doing anything inappropriate. You were just drunk.
Everyone knew what happened when you got drunk. You became unbearably affectionate.
The first time it happened, you'd nearly given Penguin a heart attack by climbing into his lap because he "looked lonely."
Tonight's chosen cuddle target happened to be Bepo. The navigator didn't seem to mind in the slightest. If anything, he looked delighted. You were currently using his arm as a pillow.
Bepo laughed, but before he answered, he caught Law looking.
Every few seconds, the captain's eyes drifted back toward the two of them before he forced himself to look down at his book.
Captain... you're making this way too obvious.
Law turned a page. He hadn't read a single word. When he glanced up again, he locked eyes with Bepo.
Bepo's expression immediately brightened. Law knew that look and he hated that look. Because it meant Bepo had noticed something.
The bear's gaze shifted deliberately toward you, then back to Law, and he smiled. Law immediately looked away.
Absolutely not. Whatever Bepo was planning, he wanted no part of it. Unfortunately, Bepo had never once respected that boundary.
"Oh!" Bepo suddenly announced.
"I need to get another round."
The words left Law's mouth before he could stop them, and the entire table went quiet. Bepo blinked innocently.
Bepo considered this. Then smiled even wider.
"Well, I want another round."
Law felt dread settle into his stomach.
The bear stood, and you immediately grabbed his sleeve.
"It's okay." Bepo gently patted your head. "Captain can sit here while I'm gone."
Law nearly dropped his book.
The warning was obvious. The bear ignored it completely, and you were already patting the empty seat beside you.
You stared right back with wide, adorable doe eyes.
The crew stared at both of you.
And yet somehow he found himself standing anyway. The moment he sat down, you leaned against him.
One second there was space between you. The next your shoulder was pressed against his side.
Law's entire body locked.
That was the first thing he noticed.
The second was your shampoo.
The third was the horrifying realization that you fit against his side as though you'd always belonged there.
You sighed contentedly and settled closer.
Apparently completely unaware that you had just shortened his lifespan by several years.
Around the table, grins started appearing.
Nobody looked even remotely intimidated.
Penguin's voice carried far too much amusement.
Penguin and Shachi exchanged a glance.
"You look uncomfortable."
Uncomfortable? Law looked down. You were practically asleep against his shoulder.
You looked comfortable. Very comfortable. A strange sense of satisfaction settled somewhere in his chest.
Before he could stop it, Shachi stood.
The answer came instantly. The crew and Law blinked. That had come out significantly more aggressive than intended.
"I mean," he corrected, clearing his throat. "They're fine."
You responded by wrapping an arm around his, like you were proving his point.
Without opening your eyes, your fingers found the front of his coat, bunching the fabric in your fist before you let out a quiet, content little sigh.
Law forgot how breathing worked.
Across the room, Bepo nearly walked into a chair.
When the bear finally returned with drinks, he looked entirely too pleased with himself.
"Want me to take my spot back?"
Again. Immediate. Instinctive.
Law didn't even think before answering. The smile Bepo gave him afterward was insufferable.
The worst part was that he couldn't take it back. Because by now you were half asleep. Your head rested against his shoulder. One hand loosely gripping the sleeve of his coat.
Your thumb absentmindedly rubbed back and forth against the fabric, as though making sure he was still there.
You never opened your eyes. You didn't have to. You trust him, are comfortable with him.
The idea of moving you suddenly felt ridiculous.
Every now and then you'd mumble something unintelligible and burrow closer. Each time it happened, Law's heart did something profoundly annoying.
Eventually, the crew began heading back toward the Polar Tang. Law carefully stood, making sure not to jostle you awake.
His name, spoken so softly and without a hint of hesitation, nearly stopped him in his tracks.
"We're heading back," he said quietly. "Think you can walk?"
You blinked up at him, clearly trying to process the question.
You took exactly three steps before slowing to a stop.
Law looked over his shoulder.
You were standing there staring at him with sleepy, unfocused eyes.
He knew he should say no. He knew everyone was watching. He knew Penguin was already trying, and failing, not to laugh. He knew Bepo looked far too pleased with himself.
With a quiet sigh that fooled absolutely no one, Law stepped back toward you.
The smile that spread across your face was small and sleepy.
You leaned into him without a second thought as he slipped one arm beneath your knees and the other around your back.
"Comfortable?" he asked before he could stop himself.
You nodded immediately, curling against his chest. Tucking your face against the crook of his neck with a sleepy sigh, as if you'd done it a hundred times before.
Law looked away before anyone could see the faint color creeping into his ears.
Behind him, the crew had gone unusually quiet.
"Ten thousand berries says they're together before the end of the month," Penguin whispered.
"You're on," Shachi whispered back.
He'd never seen his captain hold someone so carefully or look quite so content while pretending he wasn't.
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