why does luffy call you babygirl? from sachi
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆 was rudely interrupted when Sachi, with his ever-curious and mischievous grin, posed the question that would shatter Trafalgar Law’s composure.
❝ Hey, Captain, why does Luffy call you babygirl? ❞
The timing couldn’t have been worse. Law had just taken a sip of his coffee—a rare moment of tranquility he managed to carve out of his hectic life. The words hit him like a rogue wave, and the reaction was immediate. He choked, sputtered, and nearly spat the dark liquid all over the ship’s table. Somehow, he managed to swallow, though not without a great deal of effort, his throat burning both from the coffee and the sheer absurdity of the question.
His gold-flecked eyes snapped up to meet Sachi’s, wide with disbelief and indignation. For a moment, he was utterly speechless, his usual calm and stoic demeanor shattered. His brow twitched, his lips parted as if to say something, but the words just wouldn’t come out. The piercing silence stretched for an agonizing beat, broken only by Penguin’s barely restrained laughter from across the room.
Law’s face flushed, a telltale heat creeping up his neck and settling in his cheeks. The irritation was clear in the tightness of his jaw, the slight narrowing of his eyes, but the embarrassment softened it, giving him an almost boyish vulnerability that was rarely seen. He set his coffee mug down with deliberate care—too much care, really, as if he was trying to reassert control over the situation. His fingers lingered on the handle, tightening just slightly before he exhaled through his nose, trying to compose himself. ❝ W H A T ❞ he began, his voice low and sharp, ❝ are you talking about? ❞ His tone was laced with irritation, but the faint waver betrayed his flustered state.
Law’s lips pressed into a thin line, and he pinched the bridge of his nose as if that alone could ward off the rising mortification. Oh, he had realy forgotten..he hadn’t really noticed. How could he not? Every time Straw Hat Luffy barged into his life—and his personal space—it was always with that insufferable nickname, shouted loud enough for half the Grand Line to hear. Law had assumed it was just another one of Luffy’s bizarre quirks, something he could ignore. But the fact that his own crew had picked up on it? That was an entirely different matter. ❝ It’s straw hat being straw hat, ❞ Law said finally, his voice tight. He straightened in his seat, trying—and failing—to project an air of authority. ❝ Don’t read too much into it. He’s like a damn parrot and would happily repeat things if told so ❞
He wanted this conversation to end. NOW.