Um, could I request some headcanons with Katakuri and Lucci where their girlfriend is treated like an idiot by her family members, but are actually geniuses in her right? How would the boys respond to their girlfriend’s treatment and if she starts feeling like an idiot because of it? Please? Thank you and keep up the amazing work!
(Long boi)
Charlotte Katakuri:
No matter how insane his own might seem, Katakuri is all about family. He trusts in his family’s strength and intelligence and will step in whenever they lack in a field that he excels in. Even with that, however, he knows the most about facing his family’s scrutiny. That’s why he trusts no one with his mouth, except for Flambe but even that is rare. Then you showed up.
He didn’t enjoy the title “girlfriend” because his courting would lead to marriage, inevitably, so the title was unneeded. You were the most precious thing to him and he relied on you a lot as you relied on him. But if you were most comfortable with the title “girlfriend,” then he would be… “boyfriend”
(You know that Rosa scene from Brooklyn 99 with the puppy and she says “If anything happened to him I would kill everyone in this room and then myself”? That’s him the first time you caressed him and showered him with love after he showed his full face to you)
He was no fool. He could tell how you would shrink away when your family was mentioned and was quick to come in and change the subject. He asked you about them in private but you really didn’t want to speak about them or to them. The one thing that made it difficult to avoid was that he wanted to marry you. Which meant that you would have to face them eventually.
A dinner was set up so that he could tell them about his plans with you but he didn’t realize it was as bad as it was. They complimented him the very moment he entered the house yet they were quick to demean you and he was quick to notice the sneer in their expression when they said something damaging.
Any time they berated you and you would sink lower in your seat, a surge of anger would go through him and he would give your hand or thigh a small squeeze.
It wasn’t even 10 minutes into the dinner when he stood up, an icy glare making your family freeze, before grasping your hand in his. Without another word, he left your family’s home. If it weren’t for your shaking form, he would have slaughtered them the moment the first insult reached his ears.
Even when it was hours later, he could still see the crestfallen expression on your face. You wanted to just crawl into bed and sleep your sorrow and insecurities away but he wouldn’t let you stew in the bad thoughts.
Before you could depart to your shared bedroom, his hand was gentle when he grasped yours. He took a seat and tugged you gently to his lap. He wrapped his arms around your waist and his crimson eyes weren’t as sharp as they usually were. He didn’t say anything as your expression slowly transformed to one of sorrow.
“Kuri… Do you… Am I stupid?”
Oh, how he wanted to torture your family for even planting that seed in your mind. How long had you been feeling this way? How much damage had they implanted in you? He would allow it no longer.
He reached up and pulled his scarf down and away from him before moving that hand to cup your cheek. Your eyes closed and leaned your cheek against his palm, his heart breaking at the way your eyes scrunched tightly as tears slipped.
“My sweet, the word ‘stupid’ is not in my or anyone else’s vocabulary when describing you.”
“But, Kuri-”
“You are nothing of what your family thinks of you. They have projected what faults they have onto you and have missed the gem they have had for years.”
When your eyes opened, he moved his hand to hold yours before lifting it and kissing your knuckles. A sense of relief rushed through him as you blushed and smiled at him, your tears still falling but slowing down.
“You are the person I want to spend my life with. They do not deserve to be in your presence and I will make sure that they will never make you feel in such a way again.”
He pressed his forehead to yours as his eyes closed, a soft hum escaping his throat when your hands cupped his face and caressed the seams on the corner of his lips.
“The thoughts they have inserted in your mind… I will make sure you never feel that way again. I assure you.”
Once you had calmed down hours later, he tried again to ask you if you wanted him to get rid of them for you. Insulting his precious person meant insulting him. The only one to calm him would be you.
Rob Lucci
The only family he’s ever known is the CP-0 but he didn’t really feel like family was an important thing in his life until he met you. He found himself yearning for you when he was gone for too long and was happiest when he was with you. You were his family.
He wasn’t concerned about family until the rest of the CP-0 planted the small seed of curiosity about your own family. You didn’t speak much about them and, when someone brought it up, he noticed how quickly you were to shut it down and steer the conversation away from them.
As long as it didn’t affect your everyday life, he was fine with you not telling him. That is until they docked at your home island. Your family had somehow heard about the CP-0 arriving and insisted you bring your “impressive” boyfriend for them to meet.
He could tell you were on edge. You were much quieter, only mumbling to yourself when you thought he was distracted, and you were far more concerned with how you presented yourself before going over. Maybe he was being too calm? Should he be nervous too? But it was just a dinner. He couldn’t see what was making you so on edge. Nonetheless, you soon found Hattori on your shoulder as he nuzzled his head against your cheek and let out a soft coo.
He was correct that something was off the moment he stepped into the home. Your family fretted over him and went the extra mile to make him comfortable. He, however, couldn’t put his guard down for a moment as he noticed the looks they gave you or the way venom escaped their lips when they directed a question at you. Dinner was worse than he thought.
“How someone like you got such a distinguished marine to be in a relationship with you is by far the greatest mystery out there.”
“You’re not smart enough to deceive this man so I can’t help but wonder how it happened.”
“I bet that bird has got more smarts than you-”
It was at that point that he stood up, accidentally hitting the table but causing the disruption he needed as well.
He held his hand out for you and turned to look at your family after your smaller hand was in his. His face was as stoic as ever and, even with rage swimming in his bloodstream, he couldn’t allow himself to give a bad image to the Navy.
“Thank you for the dinner but we will take our leave now. I would truly recommend to be appreciative of the daughter you have and not measure your compassion for her on what you find ‘ideal’. Especially when you are blind to the intelligence she exudes on a regular basis.”
With nothing more to say, he took you back to the headquarters you’re staying at. You trail behind him, which concerned him, and your hand was loose in his. Even Hattori was glancing at him with an upset expression, well, as upset as a pigeon could look.
Before he could break the silence, your voice filled the void between the two of you. And there was a devastation in his chest that he had not felt in a long time when you spoke and it halted him in his stride.
“Do you think I’m an idiot?”
“No.” His answer was instant and confident. He looked at your face and the downtrodden look on your face didn’t sit well with him.
“They do.”
“Then they are the idiots.” When he stepped into your space, you finally made eye contact with him. His long fingers intertwined with yours and he leaned down enough to press a light kiss on your lips, surprising you as he wasn’t a PDA man.
When he pulled away and squeezed your hand, he rubbed your cheek of the tears that had fallen. He didn’t say anything else as he continued the route back to the headquarters. Hattori found his spot on your shoulder, soft coos escaping his beak. He didn’t know how long you had to deal with the mentality that your family had embedded in you and he wasn’t foolish to think that one night of him defending you would change your mindset. But how you walked next to him and hugged his arm was enough for him to know that you would be okay and he would be there to motivate you.
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