Hiii! Can you please do a crossover with all the guild members x female reader? They all like the reader and try their best to win her over, but in the end, the reader decides to date them all.
Cross guild poly cures me 🙏
Btw I love your work and thank you for all you do ❤️❤️❤️
Cross Guild’s Favorite Problem
cross guild x fem!reader (poly)
tags: sfw, poly, jealousy, flirting, chaos, funny moments, possessive behavior, reader is a cross guild member
a/n: I honestly had more fun than I expected writing this BUT I think I actually showed my bias for one of the three… I hope I’m wrong tho lmao
word count: 6.3k
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The first thing you learn after joining Cross Guild is this: these men are insane.
Not dangerous insane… well, yes, dangerous insane too… but the kind of insane that makes grown men fight because you smiled at one of them for two seconds longer.
And somehow, you enjoy every second of it.
“Oi! OI! Why are you smiling at Hawkeye like that?!”
Buggy points at you from across the room like he just caught you betraying a country.
You blink “I asked him to pass the salt.”
“And he did it too nicely!”
Mihawk slowly drinks his wine beside you, calm and untouched by chaos.
“I handed her the salt.” he says flatly.
“EXACTLY!” Buggy screams.
The entire room groans.
Cross Guild headquarters is loud tonight. Men drink, laugh, yell over cards and booze. Somewhere in the back, someone starts singing badly.
You sit at the large table with the leaders themselves, but the real problem is the way all three of them keep staring at you.
Buggy is obvious about it… too obvious.
Crocodile is smooth and dangerous.
Mihawk acts like he doesn’t care.
“You’re staring again.” you tell Crocodile.
The man smirks around his cigar “Can you blame me?”
Buggy immediately slams both hands on the table “NO FLIRTING IN FRONT OF ME!”
“You flirt with her every five minutes.” Crocodile says.
“That’s DIFFERENT!”
“How?”
“Because I’m charming.”
You laugh before you can stop yourself.
Buggy freezes and then he points dramatically at Crocodile “See?! She likes my jokes more!”
Crocodile looks deeply unimpressed “Congratulations.”
Mihawk quietly cuts a piece of meat on his plate.
“You’re too loud tonight.” he tells Buggy.
“I HAVE TO BE LOUD,” Buggy cries “I’m fighting for love here!”
The nearby pirates whistle and clap “Captain Buggy is getting rejected again!”
“Shut up!” Buggy throws a fork at them.
You shake your head, smiling into your drink.
Honestly, this has been your life for months now.
It starts slowly after you join Cross Guild. At first, Buggy sticks to you because you actually listen to him talk because most people don’t, they either fear him or make fun of him.
But you genuinely laugh at his stories, you answer him seriously and you even clap when he shows you stupid tricks.
So naturally, Buggy decides you’re perfect.
Then Crocodile notices and that’s where the trouble begins.
A few weeks earlier.
You stand in the middle of the room with papers in your hands.
“No,” you say slowly, “this makes no sense.”
The poor pirate in front of you sweats “I-I tried my best…”
“You wrote the same number three times.”
“That’s because we lost the same amount three times?”
You stare at him and he stares back.
Then Crocodile walks in and the room becomes silent immediately. The man carries fear with him naturally.
“What’s the problem?” he asks.
You hold up the paper “Your workers can’t count.”
The pirate gasps like you insulted his entire bloodline.
Crocodile takes the paper from your hand and looks at it once before sighing “…Idiot.”
“THANK YOU!” you say.
The pirate almost cries.
Crocodile glances at you after that, slow and obviously interested… and that is the exact moment things become dangerous, because after that, he keeps calling you into his “office”.
At first, for work, then for “small talks” and then for drinks.
“You’re smarter than the rest.” he says one night.
You sit across from him while he drinks whiskey “That’s not hard in here.”
A quiet chuckle leaves him “You’re bold too.”
“You sound surprised.”
“Most people fear me.”
“Should I?”
Crocodile leans back in his chair, watching you through smoke “Yes.”
But he smiles after saying it, and honestly, that smile almost kills you.
Unfortunately for him, Buggy notices everything. and one afternoon, he bursts into your room without knocking.
“You can’t be alone with Crocodile anymore!”
You look up from your book “Why?”
“Because he’s evil!”
“He literally runs all this with you.”
“Yeah, but he’s evil at YOU romantically!”
You stare at him.
Buggy paces around dramatically “He does that stupid cool voice and the looking down thing and women like it!”
“You sound jealous.”
“I AM!”
You laugh loudly.
Buggy stops moving and his face turns red instantly, so much that you can see it despite his makeup.
“…You laugh really pretty.”
The room goes quiet for one second, then Buggy panics at his own honesty “I-I mean— not that I stare at you laughing all the time! Which I don’t! Maybe sometimes! Not in a creepy way!”
You laugh harder.
He points at you “Stop being cute! I’m trying to survive here!”
“Survive?”
“Yes! Mihawk is already impossible competition!”
Right on cue, there’s a knock at the open door and Mihawk stands there, silent, elegant and looking unfairly attractive for no reason.
Buggy looks ready to jump out a window.
“Hawkeye…” he says suspiciously.
“Buggy.” Mihawk says and then his eyes move to you “I was looking for you.”
Buggy gasps dramatically “IN FRONT OF ME?”
Mihawk ignores him completely.
“There’s a problem with the western ships,” he tells you calmly “I’d like your opinion.”
“Oh,” you say, standing up “sure.”
Buggy watches in horror as you walk toward Mihawk.
Then Mihawk does something small and tiny, barely noticeable… his hand touches the middle of your back while leading you away.
Buggy screams “THAT WAS INTENTIONAL!”
Mihawk is the hardest one to understand.
Buggy flirts loudly and Crocodile flirts smoothly.
Mihawk… Mihawk simply exists near you until your heart starts acting stupid.
He never chases and never begs for attention, but somehow he’s always there.
You mention once that you cannot sleep? The next night, tea appears outside your room.
You say your sword feels unbalanced? A new one arrives three days later.
You complain about loud pirates bothering you? Mihawk walks through the hallway once and suddenly nobody bothers you again.
“You spoil her too much.” Crocodile says one evening.
Mihawk calmly sips wine “Do I?”
“You bought her a custom blade.”
“It suits her hand better.”
Buggy looks betrayed “YOU BUY HER SWORDS?!”
“She uses swords.” Mihawk says.
Buggy grabs his own face dramatically “How do I compete with the strongest swordsman in the world then?!”
“You don’t.” Crocodile says immediately.
“SHUT UP!”
You nearly choke on your drink laughing.
Mihawk watches you quietly again.
He’s always watching, and that might be the worst part, because when Mihawk looks at you, it feels heavy and intentional, like he already knows something you don’t.
Tonight gets worse when a drunk pirate approaches your table.
“You’re real pretty.” the man says, swaying slightly.
Buggy instantly stands up “She’s busy!”
Crocodile doesn’t even move, but the air changes into something dangerous.
Mihawk slowly lifts his eyes from his wine.
The pirate notices too late and says “I-I was just talking—”
“You should stop then.” Crocodile says softly.
The pirate goes pale.
Buggy crosses his arms proudly “Yeah! Beat it!”
The man runs away immediately and silence falls at the table.
Then Buggy grins at you “Did you see that? I protected you.”
“You yelled.” Crocodile says.
“And it worked!”
“You looked like a dying seagull.”
“At least I DID something!”
Mihawk places his wine down gently “The man was leaving already.”
Buggy whips toward him “Whose side are you on?!”
Mihawk looks at you instead “Yours.”
Your stomach flips.
Buggy collapses into his chair “THIS IS SO UNFAIR.”
You hide your smile behind your drink.
Crocodile notices anyway.
“So,” he says smoothly, “which one of us is winning?”
Buggy immediately leans forward “Yes. Answer carefully.”
Mihawk stays silent, but he watches you too.
Three dangerous men waiting for your answer.
Honestly?
You enjoy this way too much.
You tap your chin thoughtfully “Hm…”
Buggy sweats.
Crocodile smirks confidently.
Mihawk simply waits.
Then you smile “I think all of you need to try harder.”
Buggy falls out of his chair.
Crocodile laughs under his breath.
And Mihawk… smiles.
And the fight for your attention is only getting started.
The worst thing you can do to three powerful men in love with you? Tease them back.
And unfortunately for them, you finally start doing exactly that.
“Are you busy tonight?” Buggy appears beside you so suddenly you almost drop your drink.
You look at him slowly “That depends.”
“On what?”
“Who’s asking?”
Buggy puts a hand on his chest dramatically “You wound me.”
“You’ll survive.”
“No, I won’t! Love is painful!”
You laugh quietly and keep walking through the hallway.
Buggy follows instantly “Come eat with me.”
“Hm.”
“Hm what?!”
“I’m thinking.”
“There’s nothing to think about! I’m fun! Handsome! Charismatic!”
“You forgot loud.”
“That too.”
You stop walking and turn toward him with a smile “You know… maybe I will.”
Buggy freezes “R-Really?”
“Maybe.”
His eyes shine immediately.
Then you add casually, “Unless Mihawk asks.”
Buggy gasps so loudly a pirate drops a plate nearby “THAT’S EVIL!”
You grin and continue walking away while he follows behind you yelling “That old scary bird man is cheating somehow! I know it!”
By the afternoon, Buggy is trying ten times harder, which is both funny and embarrassing.
“Look!” he says proudly, throwing knives at a target.
The knives miss completely, one hits the wall, another almost hits a pirate. Someone even screams.
You clap anyway “Amazing.”
Buggy straightens proudly “Right?”
“Truly inspiring.”
Crocodile walks past at that exact moment.
He glances once at the one in the wall “…Pathetic.”
Buggy points angrily “She liked it!”
You hum innocently “I did.”
Crocodile’s eyes slide toward you, amused.
You suddenly smile sweetly at him too “But maybe you can impress me more.”
The entire room goes silent and Buggy looks horrified.
Crocodile slowly removes his cigar from his mouth.
“And how exactly should I do that?”
“You’re supposed to be clever,” you say lightly “figure it out.”
Then you walk away before either man can answer.
Behind you, Buggy grabs Crocodile’s coat “SHE’S FLIRTING WITH BOTH OF US NOW?!”
That evening, Crocodile finds you alone on the balcony while you lean against the railing.
You hear his footsteps before he speaks “You enjoy causing problems.”
You smile without turning around “Maybe.”
A low chuckle leaves him “I should’ve noticed earlier.”
You finally look at him. Crocodile stands close tonight.
Golden hook shining under the moonlight. Eyes sharp on you. Dangerous as always.
“You challenged me earlier.” he says.
“And?”
“And I don’t like losing.”
You tilt your head innocently “Who says you’re winning now?”
That gets his attention. Then he suddenly steps closer until you can smell smoke and expensive whiskey.
“Careful,” he murmurs “you keep teasing me like this, people might misunderstand.”
You look up at him calmly “And what would they misunderstand?”
Crocodile smirks slowly “That you want my attention.”
You let silence hang between you, then your gaze drops deliberately to his lips for one second… only one, but it is enough for Crocodile to notice immediately.
His expression changes just slightly, now interested and hungry.
Then you step back smiling.
“Hm,” you say softly “maybe I do.”
And you leave him standing there alone. For the first time since meeting him, Crocodile actually looks caught off guard.
The next morning is chaos.
Buggy storms into breakfast looking exhausted.
“You,” he says, pointing at Crocodile, “stay away from her balcony!”
Crocodile drinks his coffee calmly “No.”
“I SAW YOU LAST NIGHT!”
“You spying on us now?” you ask.
“I was protecting my future romance!”
Mihawk enters the room exactly then. Perfect timing as always as he asks “What romance?”
Buggy turns toward him dramatically “She’s seducing us all now!”
You nearly choke on your tea.
Mihawk looks at you, one eyebrow lifts slightly “…Is that so?”
You smile into your cup “Maybe…”
That tiny answer somehow makes Mihawk stare at you longer than usual.
Buggy notices instantly “Oh no. Not you too.”
Mihawk sits beside you quietly before he notices something on your hand “A cut.”
You glance down “Just a small one.”
“You should clean it properly.”
“I forgot.”
Without another word, Mihawk reaches for your hand and here the entire room freezes.
His fingers are warm against yours, careful and gentle… so gentle it almost feels unreal coming from the strongest swordsman alive.
He studies the cut with focused eyes.
“Weapons are dirty,” he says calmly “you’ll get an infection.”
Buggy looks like he is witnessing murder.
Crocodile watches silently through smoke.
And you… you decide to make things worse.
“You worried about me?” you ask softly.
Mihawk finally looks up at you, there is something dangerous in his eyes now.
Quiet danger… the kind only he has.
“Yes.”
Simple answer.
Your heart immediately betrays you.
Buggy slams his face onto the table “I hate it here.”
After that, teasing Mihawk becomes your new favorite hobby, mostly because his reactions are so small, but they exist, and that makes them precious.
You find him outside one afternoon, sitting beneath the shade with a book in hand.
You walk over slowly “What are you reading?”
“History.”
“Sounds boring.”
“It is.”
You smile and lean over his chair slightly to look at the pages.
Mihawk’s eyes lift toward you slowly.
You notice his gaze pause briefly on your face, then your lips and then back to the book.
Almost invisible.
“You smell nice.” you say absentmindedly.
Mihawk stills completely “…What?”
You pretend innocence “Your cologne.”
With this, he calmly closes the book “I see.”
“That’s all you’ll say?”
“What should I say?”
“You could thank me.”
Mihawk watches you for a long second, before saying “You’re distracting.”
Your stomach flips “What?”
“You know exactly what you’re doing lately.”
His voice stays calm, but his eyes do not.
You grin slowly “Maybe I like seeing reactions.”
“You won’t get dramatic ones from me.”
“Small reactions are still reactions.”
Mihawk stands then, tall enough that you need to tilt your head up now “That confidence is dangerous.”
“And you still stay near me.”
A very small smile touches his mouth “You noticed.”
Before you can answer, Buggy suddenly crashes through the nearby door “I BROUGHT FLOWERS—”
He stops as soon as he sees how close you and Mihawk stand, and he looks devastated immediately “Oh, come on!”
You burst out laughing.
Mihawk actually looks amused too.
Buggy points between both of you accusingly “This is emotional warfare!”
You take the flowers from him with a grin “They’re pretty.”
Buggy instantly melts “T-They are?”
“Mhm.”
He smiles proudly.
Then you lean closer and whisper dramatically “But I still like Mihawk’s reaction cuter.”
Buggy’s soul nearly leaves his body “WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT TO ME?!”
You laugh so hard your stomach hurts while Mihawk quietly drinks his wine beside you, clearly entertained.
And somewhere behind you, Crocodile watches all of this carefully, like a man already planning his next move.
At this point, you already know Buggy is jealous… painfully jealous.
The man gets upset if you smile at someone for longer than three seconds.
But Crocodile and Mihawk are harder to read since they're too calm and too controlled.
Which naturally gives you a terrible idea.
You decide to test them. And honestly? Using each other against them is the funniest option possible.
You start with Crocodile.
You find him in his office late at night, going through papers while smoke fills the room.
“You work too much.” you tell him.
“And you bother me too much.”
“Yet you keep letting me in.”
Crocodile smirks faintly “You always come back anyway.”
You walk closer slowly, then casually sit on the edge of his desk.
His eyes follow every movement.
“Can I ask something?” you say.
“Depends.”
“Who do you think likes me more? You or Mihawk?”
The room suddenly feels heavier.
Crocodile leans back in his chair, studying you carefully “That’s an interesting question.”
“You didn’t answer.”
“I don’t compare myself to Mihawk.”
“Mhm.”
“But,” he continues smoothly, “if you’re asking who would treat you better…” his hook taps lightly against the desk “…the answer is obvious.”
You smile innocently “Maybe Mihawk would disagree.”
Crocodile’s eyes narrow just slightly.
There it is. Tiny but there. Jealousy.
“How unfortunate for him.” he says coolly.
You lean forward a little “You sound bothered.”
“I’m not.”
“You sure?”
“Very.”
“So if I spent the whole evening with Mihawk tomorrow, you wouldn’t care?”
Crocodile goes quiet and then he suddenly stands slowly and dangerously.
Now he towers over you, one hand beside your hip against the desk.
“You enjoy provoking people…” he murmurs.
“I’m just asking questions.”
“You’re testing me.”
You smile sweetly “Maybe.”
For one long second, Crocodile just stares down at you, then he laughs softly under his breath “You’re lucky I find this cute.”
Your heart skips stupidly.
Then the office door SLAMS open.
“HA! I KNEW IT!” Buggy points at both of you dramatically.
“Why are you always standing so close?!”
You sigh “Do you ever knock?”
“No! Secrets happen behind doors!”
Crocodile looks deeply annoyed “What do you want, Buggy?”
“I came to steal her for movie night.”
“Movie night?” Buggy suddenly looks nervous “…Maybe?”
You burst out laughing immediately “You planned a movie night?”
His face turns red instantly “DON’T SAY IT LIKE THAT!”
“That’s adorable.”
“STOP MAKING FUN OF ME!”
Crocodile watches this whole thing with visible irritation.
Very interesting.
You slowly stand from the desk, then deliberately loop your arm through Buggy’s.
“Well,” you say casually, “can’t ignore my captain.”
Buggy looks seconds away from fainting.
Crocodile’s gaze drops to your linked arms and you see his jaw tightens slightly for a second.
Crocodile gets jealous too.
He notices your smug little smile immediately.
“…Troublemaker…” he mutters.
You grin proudly while Buggy drags you away happily “YES! Victory!”
Movie night is terrible… absolutely terrible. Buggy picks the worst movie possible.
Half the pirates watching it fall asleep, someone throws popcorn at the screen, and Buggy keeps trying to impress you every five minutes.
“Did you see that explosion?”
“Yes, Buggy.”
“I could totally do that.”
“You would die.”
“Okay maybe once.”
You laugh and lean back against the couch.
Buggy immediately notices and slowly, carefully, he moves closer too, trying to act casual.
“You comfortable?” he asks.
“Mhm.”
“You cold?”
“No.”
“You can still borrow my coat.”
“It smells like cannon smoke.”
“That’s my natural charm.”
Before you can answer, someone sits on your other side.
Mihawk.
Buggy looks horrified immediately “Hawkeye?!”
Mihawk ignores him completely as his attention stays on the screen.
“You have terrible taste in films.” he says calmly.
Buggy points angrily “Then why are you here?!”
“You’re loud enough that nobody else could sleep.”
“That’s not an answer!”
Mihawk finally glances at him “It’s the only seat left.”
Buggy squints suspiciously “There are twelve empty chairs.”
“Not comfortable ones.”
You bite your lip to stop laughing… then you decide to make worse decisions.
Slowly, you lean slightly toward Mihawk and ask him “Do you hate the movie that much?”
“It’s predictable.”
“What would you rather watch?”
“Something quieter.”
Buggy immediately grabs your arm dramatically “I CAN BE QUIET!”
“You?” Mihawk says flatly.
“Yes!”
Buggy lasts four seconds, then there’s another explosion onscreen “OH THAT GUY LOST HIS LEG!”
Mihawk closes his eyes briefly and you nearly die laughing.
But then you notice that your hand rests near Mihawk’s on the couch… close enough to touch.
And Mihawk notices too. His fingers move once, slightly toward yours, then stop.
You decide to test him properly now.
“Oh,” you say casually, looking at Buggy, and leaning slightly towards him now “you know what? The movie isn't that bad.”
Buggy lights up instantly “REALLY?!”
You begin moving more and that's when Mihawk finally reacts. One hand lightly around your wrist, stopping you.
Your breath catches.
Mihawk’s eyes stay on the movie, but his voice drops lower “Stay.”
Buggy gasps like he got stabbed.
YOU almost gasp too.
“…That sounded serious.” you say softly.
Mihawk finally looks at you, he has a calm face but with dangerous eyes “It was.”
Oh, that is unfair.
Buggy grabs his own hair dramatically “WHY ARE YOU BOTH SO HOT?!”
The pirates nearby start cheering “KISS! KISS! KISS!”
“Shut up!” Buggy screams.
You laugh so hard tears almost form. But secretly, your heart is beating way too fast.
The next day, you decide to test the last one properly.
Buggy.
Though honestly, Buggy makes it too easy.
You find him arguing with pirates near the main hall “What did you say about my nose?!”
“It squeaks when hit! It's FAKE!”
“THAT PROVES NOTHING!”
You walk over smiling “Buggy.”
He instantly forgets the argument “Hi.”
Cute.
You glance toward the hallway behind him, then casually say “You know, Mihawk offered to train me today.”
Buggy freezes completely “…What?”
“And Crocodile asked me to dinner later.”
Silence.
“THEY WHAT?!”
Pirates immediately scatter before the explosion.
Buggy grabs your shoulders dramatically “This is betrayal! Emotional betrayal!”
“You’re very dramatic today.”
“TODAY?!”
You grin innocently “So you’re jealous...”
“I AM ALWAYS JEALOUS!”
Finally an honest man.
You laugh warmly and pat his shoulder “At least you admit it.”
Buggy pauses, then suddenly pulls you closer dramatically “Well yeah! Of course I’m jealous!”
His face is red again “You’re pretty and funny and smart and they keep stealing your attention!”
The confession comes out so fast he probably does not even realize what he says.
You blink at him and Buggy blinks back too. Then he slowly realizes “…Oh no.”
You smile softly now, not teasing this time “That was sweet.”
Buggy immediately malfunctions.
Smoke might actually come out of his ears “I-I— WELL— DON’T MAKE IT A BIG DEAL!”
Too late, because from across the hall, two dangerous men just witnessed the entire thing.
Crocodile exhales smoke slowly and Mihawk quietly watches Buggy’s hand around your waist.
And suddenly the room feels very dangerous again.
Things change after all that, but not completely.
Buggy still screams. Crocodile still acts dangerous. Mihawk still looks at you like he knows too much.
But for now, for like the first time, you stop teasing them constantly. Because somewhere along the way, things stopped being only fun.
Now your chest feels warm when Buggy smiles proudly at you. Now Crocodile’s quiet attention affects you too much. Now one look from Mihawk can ruin your entire day in the best way possible.
Which is honestly a problem… a very BIG problem.
The first soft moment happens with Buggy and flowers… again.
You sit outside near the docks one afternoon, sorting papers with a tired sigh. Everything is peaceful and quiet until someone crashes loudly into a stack of boxes nearby.
“OW— okay, nobody saw that!”
You smile immediately before even looking up.
Buggy appears seconds later. His hair is somehow messier than usual.
And in his hands, bright and fresh flowers.
You blink in surprise.
Buggy suddenly looks nervous.
“So…” he says awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck “The old ones died.”
You stare at him softly “You noticed that?”
“Obviously!”
Then he mumbles quieter “You sounded sad when they started fading.”
Your heart squeezes painfully.
Buggy carefully hands the flowers to you.
“I asked this time,” he says proudly “and these should last longer.”
You take them gently. They smell sweet.
“You asked?”
“Yeah! Apparently flowers need things.” he frowns “Water. Sun. Emotional support.”
You laugh quietly.
Buggy relaxes instantly at the sound.
“There it is.” he says.
“What?”
“That laugh.” his voice turns softer suddenly “I like hearing it.”
The warm feeling in your chest gets worse.
You look down at the flowers before speaking quietly “Thank you, Buggy.”
He freezes because of your soft tone. No teasing. No joking. Just honest.
Buggy stares at you for a second too long, then quickly looks away before his face explodes red “Y-Yeah well obviously! I’m amazing at gifts!”
“You tripped over boxes bringing them here.”
“That was tactical.”
You smile, and this time, Buggy looks at you carefully like the smile means everything.
The second moment happens late at night, and with Crocodile, softness feels dangerous somehow.
You sit in the office surrounded by papers and numbers. Your head hurts. Your eyes burn. And none of these stupid numbers make sense anymore.
“…Why is everything so expensive?” you mutter.
A voice answers from nearby “Because Buggy wastes money.”
You look up.
Crocodile stands in the doorway with his usual cigar.
You didn’t even hear him enter.
“You scared me.”
“You’re too distracted.”
He walks closer slowly. His eyes glance over the messy desk “You’ve been here for hours.”
“I noticed.”
“You look exhausted.”
You rub your face tiredly “I am exhausted.”
Crocodile watches you quietly for a moment, then, unexpectedly, he pulls a chair beside yours and sits down.
You blink “…What are you doing?”
“Helping.”
“You?”
“You sound surprised.”
“You hate to share paperwork.”
“I hate incompetent people more.”
A laugh escapes you before you can stop it.
Crocodile smirks faintly, then he reaches for one of the papers “Your math is wrong here.”
Your eyes widen “Wait, seriously?”
“Mhm.”
He takes the pen from your hand smoothly, his large fingers brushing yours briefly.
Your heart immediately starts acting stupid again.
“This number belongs here instead.” he explains calmly.
You stare at the page “…Oh.”
“You were half asleep.”
“I hate that you’re right.”
“I usually am.”
You roll your eyes but then something strange happens.
The work actually becomes easier.
Crocodile organizes the papers quickly beside you while explaining things in that deep calm voice of his.
And somehow, without noticing, your shoulders slowly relax.
“You should rest more.” he says eventually.
“I don’t have time.”
“You do.”
“No, I—”
“You fell asleep on the desk yesterday.”
You freeze “…How do you know that?”
Silence.
Then Crocodile casually answers “I carried you to your room.”
Your brain completely stops working “You WHAT?”
“You were tired.”
“You carried me?!”
“You’re making this sound more dramatic than it was.”
Your face feels warm now.
Crocodile notices immediately and a smug little smile appears on his mouth “You’re cute when embarrassed.”
You stare at him in betrayal “You’re evil.”
“That too.”
But his voice sounds softer tonight… gentler.
And when he quietly moves another pile of papers away from you with a low “enough work for today.” your chest hurts in the nicest way possible.
The third moment happens three days later.
And somehow, Mihawk barely says ten words during it. Yet it affects you the most.
You argue with one of Buggy’s crew members near the training hall.
“No, because that makes no sense!” you say.
“It does!”
“It absolutely doesn’t!”
The pirate crosses his arms stubbornly “You’re wrong.”
“You literally cannot read maps!”
“That’s unrelated!”
You rub your forehead tiredly “Why are you yelling?”
“Because YOU’RE yelling!”
“I’m yelling because you’re stupid!”
The pirate gasps dramatically, then he suddenly goes silent.
You blink “…Why’d you stop talking now?”
The man stares behind you in terror.
Slowly, you turn around and see Mihawk walking toward you calmly.
Expression unreadable, but his eyes… land once on the pirate and that’s all. One look and the pirate immediately straightens.
“I suddenly remembered important things elsewhere.”
Then he RUNS away.
You stare after him “…liar.”
Mihawk stops beside you “He seemed motivated already.”
You snort softly.
Your exhaustion finally hits all at once after the argument “…I need to sit down.”
You turn and basically fall toward the nearby chair, but you misjudge the distance completely.
Your head almost slams against the wooden edge before a hand catches it first. Fast. So fast that you barely see it happen.
Mihawk’s palm shields the back of your head before impact.
His other hand steadies your shoulder easily.
The chair scrapes slightly against the floor.
You blink up at him, Mihawk still leans slightly over you from catching your fall.
“You’re overworked.” he says quietly.
Your heart beats painfully hard “…Maybe.”
“You haven’t slept enough again.”
“You all notice too much.”
“Only about you.”
The words leave him naturally, like truth.
You stare at him quietly now, and this time, you don't tease.
Because suddenly you understand something terrifying.
You really like them.
All three of them.
Buggy with his loud affection and ridiculous flowers.
Crocodile with his hidden care behind sharp words.
Mihawk with every quiet little action that says more than speeches ever could.
This is bad.
Very bad.
Mihawk studies your expression carefully “…What are you thinking about?”
You smile weakly “That my life got complicated.”
One corner of his mouth lifts slightly.
“Yes,” he says calmly “it did.”
And somehow, his hand stays behind your head a few seconds longer than necessary.
You spend the entire evening wondering if this is a terrible idea.
Actually, you know it’s a terrible idea… but it’s too late now.
The room is ready already. Drinks on the table. Softer lights. No loud pirates. No annoying crew members listening through walls.
Just you… and them.
Your hands feel strangely nervous while fixing the glasses for the fifth time.
Why are you nervous?
You literally fought dangerous pirates and marines before. Yet somehow confessing feelings to three terrifying men feels worse.
A knock suddenly comes at the door.
Your stomach flips “…Come in.”
The door opens quietly.
Mihawk walks in first and calm as always. Elegant black clothes. Golden eyes immediately finding you and then narrowing slightly “You’re nervous.”
You immediately smile to hide it “Me? Never.”
“Hm.”
You pour him a drink quickly before he can study you more “You came fast.”
“You asked.”
That warm feeling in your chest appears again.
Mihawk watches you carefully while taking the glass “You’re acting strange tonight.”
“I’m always strange.”
“Not like this.”
You laugh softly and lean against the table… maybe flirting will help “You notice a lot about me lately.”
“I always did.”
Your heart stumbles and so you look away first.
Coward.
Mihawk notices immediately “What happened?”
“I just wanted tonight to be nice.”
“It will be.”
“You sound very confident.”
“I am.”
That almost makes you smile genuinely.
You open your mouth to finally explain, but then suddenly—“BABY, I’M HERE—”
The door slams open dramatically as Buggy storms inside loudly with a giant grin. Then he freezes completely, because Mihawk is already there beside you.
Buggy slowly looks between both of you, then sighs with deep disappointment “WHY IS HE HERE TOO???”
You burst out laughing immediately.
Mihawk calmly drinks his wine.
Before Buggy can complain more, another voice interrupts “You’re blocking the doorway.”
Buggy gets shoved aside instantly “HEY!”
Crocodile walks into the room like he owns it.
His eyes land on you first, then Mihawk and then on Buggy dramatically dying near the doorway.
“…This should be interesting.” he mutters.
Crocodile sits down beside Mihawk.
Buggy stares at both of them in betrayal before finally groaning loudly and sitting at your other side.
Now everyone is here, and suddenly your confidence disappears.
This was easier in your head.
Three pairs of eyes look at you now, waiting. Buggy looks suspicious already. Crocodile interested. Mihawk calm.
You inhale slowly, then sigh.
“Okay,” you start carefully, “let’s get this straight.”
Nobody interrupts.
You swallow once “I have feelings for…”
Three different reactions happen instantly.
Buggy chokes on his drink.
Crocodile’s eyebrows lift slightly.
Mihawk simply watches you closer now.
You suddenly lose confidence halfway through the sentence but it's too late now, so you continue “…for all three of you.”
Complete silence.
You immediately look away because suddenly this feels terrifying.
Your voice comes out quieter now “Don’t make me choose one…”
Nobody speaks and you hate this silence. Maybe this was stupid… but then you force yourself to look back at them again.
You straighten slightly before walking closer to the table.
Then lean down so you’re closer to their level.
Your confidence slowly returns “We’re having fun, aren’t we?”
Buggy nods immediately, way too fast “Yes!”
Crocodile leans back in his chair slowly, eyes still locked on you “…I suppose we are.”
Mihawk simply nods once, like he already accepted this somehow.
Relief crashes through you so hard you almost laugh, but you just smile.
Then your eyes move toward Mihawk “You first.”
Buggy makes a wounded sound instantly “WHY HIM FIRST?!”
“You complained first, so now you’re last.”
“THIS IS CRUELTY!... but first for what?”
You walk around the table slowly until standing beside Mihawk’s chair, as he watches every movement carefully.
“You planned this?” he asks quietly.
“Maybe.”
Then, before you can lose courage, you sit gently on his lap. Buggy almost faints, while Crocodile looks deeply entertained now.
Mihawk’s hand naturally steadies your waist the second you settle there.
Your heart beats wildly, but when you look at him, his expression softens slightly only for you.
You touch his face gently and then you lean in and kiss him. Soft at first, his warm lips against yours.
Mihawk stays still for half a second like he is surprised, but then he suddenly moves one hand higher against your waist and he kisses you back, deeper. Careful but intense.
Your fingers tighten slightly against his coat.
When you finally pull away, your breathing feels uneven, but Mihawk keeps looking at you.
You smile softly at him, and for one tiny second Mihawk actually looks happy.
Then suddenly he pulls you back in himself.
The second kiss is stronger and way more confident, like he finally allows himself what he wanted.
Buggy whimpers dramatically somewhere behind you.
Eventually you pull away laughing softly “…Okay wow.”
Mihawk’s thumb brushes once against your waist before letting you stand.
You turn toward Crocodile next “Your turn.”
Buggy points at himself desperately “I EXIST TOO!”
Crocodile smirks slowly while you walk toward him “I was wondering when you’d come here.”
“You sound very confident tonight.”
“You came to me willingly.”
You stop beside his chair and unlike Mihawk, Crocodile immediately pulls you closer himself.
Large hand against your hip, possessive already.
You kiss him softly first.
Gentle.
But the second Crocodile kisses back, everything changes… he’s hungry and intense, like he has been holding himself back for mpnths.
His hand tightens slightly against your waist while he deepens the kiss immediately.
Your breath catches against him.
Okay… wow.
When you finally pull back, Crocodile looks at you with dark satisfied eyes.
“…Cute.” he murmurs quietly.
Your face feels warm now.
You quickly escape before your brain melts completely, and so you turn toward Buggy who still sits frozen with his mouth hanging open.
You laugh immediately “Oh my god.”
“This is the greatest day of my life…” he whispers.
You walk over to him slowly as Buggy watches you like you’re unreal.
Then you gently push his jaw closed with your hand.
“Don’t be so shocked,” you tell him softly “it’s your turn now.”
Buggy’s entire face turns red instantly.
You sit carefully on his lap.
Unlike the other two, Buggy looks nervous touching you, like he thinks you might disappear somehow.
Your chest hurts a little at that, so you kiss him first, soft and sweet. And Buggy kisses you back immediately, but gently… much gentler than you expected.
His hands rest lightly against you like he is scared to hold tighter.
When you finally pull away, Buggy stares at you completely dazed “…I think I died.”
You laugh softly and poke his cheek “No dying.”
“Too late.”
You smile helplessly before standing again and returning to your seat to immediately flop backward dramatically “…Oh wow.”
Silence answers you.
You blink.
Why are they all quiet?
Buggy looks like his soul left his body.
Crocodile studies you carefully.
Mihawk still looks dangerously calm.
You suddenly grin again, then you put your hands on the cheeks of the two sitting at your side, Mihawk and Buggy, and say “Now what if you two kiss?”
Mihawk immediately gives you the most offended disgusted expression you have ever seen, actual horror, you never even could imagine seeing on his face.
Meanwhile Buggy nods WAY too enthusiastically.
Mihawk looks even more offended somehow.
You burst out laughing instantly “I’m joking! Don’t worry!”
Mihawk visibly relaxes.
Buggy looks genuinely disappointed “A wasted opportunity…”
“You were way too ready for that.” Crocodile mutters.
“I COMMIT TO ROMANCE!”
Your laughter fills the room again, and somehow… it feels nice and easy.
Finally, Crocodile speaks first.
“So,” he says slowly, cigar resting between his fingers, “you want all three of us?”
You meet his eyes and nod honestly “Yes.”
Silence again.
Then Crocodile sighs, but not annoyed, more like accepting fate “…Okay then.”
Your eyes widen slightly “That easy?”
“Not easy,” he corrects calmly “but I’m not interested in sharing you with anyone outside this room.”
Your chest warms immediately.
Then he points slightly toward you “But I got you first tomorrow.”
Relief crashes through you instantly and so you laugh brightly “You asked first, so yeah, sure!”
Buggy jumps up dramatically “UNFAIR! Then I want day two!”
“You’re scheduling dates?” you ask.
“Yes!”
“That was fast.”
“I ADAPT QUICKLY!”
You laugh harder, but then your attention slowly moves toward Mihawk who still has not said much.
Suddenly nervousness returns.
What if he actually hates this arrangement?
What if he only accepted because you asked?
“…Mihawk?”
He looks at you calmly and then he finally says “The best for last.”
Your entire heart melts instantly and without thinking, you stand and walk straight to him again before hugging him tightly.
Mihawk clearly didn’t expect that, and neither did Buggy or Crocodile, as all three freeze slightly.
But after one second, Mihawk’s arms slowly wrap around you naturally.
Buggy points dramatically “WHY DOES HE GET THE ROMANTIC HUG TOO?!”
Crocodile sighs heavily “You’re exhausting.”
But neither man actually stops you, and honestly, when you look around the room afterward… at Buggy’s excited grin, Crocodile’s amused acceptance, and Mihawk quietly holding you closer… you realize that this insane situation might actually work.
The rest is a work of your own fantasy now *smirk* *smirk*
