Hello! I hope you’re having a lovely day dearie! Could I please request headcanons for Kid’s crush confessing to him and asking him on a date please?
Eustass Kid:
He couldn’t keep his eyes off of you as you helped unattach his metal arm and put it on the side table.
He knew that he had gone a bit overboard when fighting earlier but he had only realized how much when he couldn’t take his arm off himself
Not that he complained, he got to spend time with you in the end
He winced when you wiped at the blood that had gathered at his elbow with a rag suddenly.
“Oi, easy.”
“Sorry, sorry.” The smile on your face told him differently but he couldn’t bring himself to scold you
Maybe he was tired, he rationalized
He rolled his shoulders once you were done cleaning the blood off, a sigh leaving his lips as you bandaged his elbow
“Better?”
“Yeah.”
“Good.” His eyes followed your movement as you sat down by him. He raised an eyebrow as you patted your lap. “Relax, I’m making up for hurting you earlier.”
Even though he rolled his eyes, he adjusted himself so he could lay down with his head on your lap.
He complained about it in the beginning but then relented when he realized that decompressing this way was much more enjoyable than he would ever admit.
The warmth that emanates from you always comforted him, enough for his eyes to close
Then your hand was in his hair and it was over
He could fall asleep like that, he has before, but your voice interrupted him from dozing off.
“Kid… you okay?”
“It’s not that big of a deal. You worry for nothing.” He didn’t have to open his eyes to know that you were pouting. What he didn’t expect was your other hand to rest on his cheek.
“It’s not nothing.” He opened his eyes to look at you and let a sigh out.
“You’ve been acting weird all day. What’s up?”
He didn’t like the silence that followed. Especially with how you continued to stare at him. He never backs down from a challenge though and stared right back
Suddenly, you smiled and rubbed his cheek with your thumb.
“Let’s go to the bar together tomorrow. Just us.”
“Huh?”
“I want to spend time together without the crew.”
“Why?”
“‘Why’?.... Well, it’s only natural that I want to go on a date with the person I like.”
He could have rationalized the ‘like’ part but the ‘date’ part really couldn’t have meant anything else
He felt your hand combing through his hair once more but your gaze never left his.
“Tch, stupid.”
He waited for your pout before he reached up and put his hand behind your head, pulling you down. He slightly leaned up to meet you part way, pressing his lips to yours for the briefest of seconds
His head laid back against your lap before turning and burying his face in your stomach, smirking at catching the blush on your cheeks.
A/N: I overslept so I’ll try to post after work and tomorrow. Thank you all for the support so far. (Also, there’s one more Eustass Kid request of these so if he’s your fav, this Valentine’s event was really for you)
“If I knew you were going to be so needy and annoying, I wouldn’t have accepted your feelings.”
Those words left you frozen, your words dying down. You had only wanted to bring up how he was making you feel lately. It was as if you weren’t his partner. But he kept brushing you off, making anger course through you, thus the argument. A sadness overwhelmed you and your face cracked from rage to scrunched up from the tears that were welling up. Kid froze as well after glancing at your face and you tried to bring back the rage; you didn’t want him to see how he affected you.
“Then I take them back! You jerk!” Then you were gone.
You kept away from the ship, occupying yourself with the island and all its stores. But no matter how much you window-shopped or filled up with food, Kid’s words still were in your head. There was a pain in your chest as you took a seat by the ocean, away from the ship but still in view so that they didn’t leave you. Not that they would try but you never know, especially after your argument.
The more you thought about your relationship, the more you felt the sickening weight in your chest and the feeling of throwing up. You were the one that confessed, the one that put a label on the relationship, and the one that initiated affection. Had he just been entertaining you? You were truly falling for him and yet… was it all just out of pity?
“What’s a pretty thing like you doing out here? All alone?” A voice purred, getting louder as they approached you. You sighed, keeping your gaze on the waves ahead of you. You didn’t want to deal with these fools approaching you. Can’t you be miserable on your own? You stretched your arm out and flipped them off, making the man and his two friends chuckle. When you heard that they kept their pace, you sighed again and brushed the sand off of your pants as you stood up. “Oh, feisty as well? You’re just my type-”
You turned and lodged your foot into the man’s stomach, sending him flying back between his two friends. You lowered your foot and watched as he rolled in the sand before moving your gaze to his friends. You spotted the way their legs shook so you took a seat instead of taking care of them, wondering if they would leave or you’d have to send them flying too.
“How dare you! You little- AH!”
You didn’t turn your head, choosing to rest your chin on your knees as you heard two loud thumps along with the yells of pain. You knew who it was without having to turn around but that didn’t stop the lump from forming once more in your throat. You heard his heavy footsteps in the sand before he sat down next to you. You put your hands in the sand to push yourself up but you felt his human hand wrap around your wrist.
“Don’t.” The grip on your wrist was tight and you only sighed and moved your free hand to wrap it around your knee. His grip loosened on you and you fully hugged your knees again, turning your face away from him.
He didn’t say anything which annoyed you. You longed to be closer to him so at least your arms were touching but his words from earlier scratched their way back. You couldn’t even bring yourself to be angry again. You just wanted to not feel so hurt anymore. You sighed after a couple of minutes of silence and you sat up, patting the sand off of your legs. Anything to not look at the man.
“I… I meant it back then. I take back… my confession. If my feelings only annoy you, then there’s no reason to continue pretending, right? So… Yeah, I take it back-”
“No, you aren’t.” His voice startled you, especially when his shadow was the only indication that he had moved before his hands held your shoulders. Your wide eyes met his narrowed ones as he now was on his knees to be closer to you. “You’re not taking anything back, idiot.”
Your eyes narrowed now and you put your hands over his to peel them off of you but he only tightened his grip. “You can’t tell me what to do!” The annoying lump in your throat came back and this time your eyes started to burn and fill with tears. “Why don’t you want me to take it back?! I’m annoying and needy to you so what’s the point if I’m the only one that cares about our relationship!”
You couldn’t look into his eyes anymore as you moved your gaze to your lap, tears finally slipping as you choked out on the last word. Even your hands on his loosened to fall on your lap as the sadness overwhelmed you. No matter how much you tried to believe that it was easy to say all this, it hurt. You truly cared for Kid but could you really continue feeling like he didn’t care? Your thoughts were interrupted when you felt his hand on your cheek, the warmth of his skin something that surprised you every time.
“I love you.” He rumbled, making your eyes widen and shoot up to look into his. His face was scrunched up from being flustered with a blush running across his face to his ears. Your breath hitched as your hands trembled. His eyes glanced away before meeting your eyes again. “I… I didn’t mean what I said. You’re not annoying and you’re not clingy.”
He sighed heavily before dropping his hand so that it wrapped around your waist, his metal arm joining it, hugging you tightly to him. He pressed his forehead to your shoulder and your wide eyes could only look straight ahead towards the water. You tried to keep the tears back but some slipped again as he rumbled against your skin, words that you rarely, if ever, have heard from him.
“I’m sorry… You’re mine so… don’t take it back.” After a moment of silence on your end, his arms tightened around you and he groaned against your shoulder. “Will you say something, brat?”
You turned your head a bit to look at his red hair only to see his ears were red as well. You took a shaky breath before raising your arms to wrap around his neck, no longer feeling your limbs were made of lead.
“I love you too, Kid… You’re still so mean to me, though…” You murmured. You felt his body relax before he moved his hands to under your thighs so he could lift you. He fell back on his butt and hugged you tighter with you on his lap. His actions made you blush and you squeaked when he pinched your side.
“Answer me faster, idiot. You had me scared for nothing.” He growled but he nuzzled against your neck anyway. You sighed softly but still let yourself relax.
“You have to make it up to me.” You felt a kiss against your skin where your neck and shoulder met as a response before he squeezed you gently.
“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.’ He sighed against your skin, sending a shiver down your spine.
You took a deep breath. You knew that you would have to bring up your concerns again but you were sure that he would actually listen this time around.
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A lover wasn’t in his life plan, let alone marriage. He’s so dead set on becoming pirate king that it takes someone really special to wiggle their way into his life and keep his attention.
He’s content with just having the title boyfriend as marriage isn’t appealing to him.
He could be with his partner for years and he would make it decades without even thinking of marriage.
The only thing that would get him even remotely interested is if you looked saddened at how fast he said no when someone asked if the two of you would ever get married
He hates seeing you upset but the thought of marriage confuses him. You’re basically life partners without the title so what’s the difference?
Now that the thought was implemented though, he can’t stop thinking about it. When he would look at you, he just thought of calling you his spouse and it gave him a different feeling.
The first and only time you bring up marriage, questioning his thoughts on it, his response changed from “no” to “maybe.”
Even though he’s now intrigued by the idea, he doesn’t want all the extravagances that come with a wedding. He’s not a suit guy and he’s sure that they can’t stay on an island long enough to plan one.
His “proposal” would be triggered by something domestic.
Both of you would be sitting on a hotel bed after a rather exhausting trip, appreciating the simple luxury of being off the waves for a while
(He had taken his metal arm off to shower and, even though he was fully capable of washing himself after years of practice, he enjoyed you spoiling him in the shower nonetheless.)
He was in just a pair of pants with his legs crossed on the bed as you sat in front of him in your pajamas, which included one of his shirts and some shorts. He watched as you spoke and dried his hair, not really focusing on your words.
His hair was being softly tousled by your hands and the sensation of that and your presence was enough to send him spiraling. He wouldn’t find someone who gives a damn about him as much as you do and, if you wanted to get married, he can at least do that. That’s when the words “marry me” slipped out of his lips so easily, it was like he hadn’t said the words at all.
It wasn’t a question but it also wasn’t a command. Something in the middle. When you stopped and stared at him, for a second, he felt his nerves go off.
Your lips pressing against his broke him out of his trance and he pulled you flush against him
He’s a pirate so there’s no official paperwork of the marriage.
The most he does is make the rings. His is just a plain gold band and, while yours is also a band, he makes special designs and markings engraved on the inside and outside instead of having a stone on it.
The crew are the ones that make a party out of it and he won’t say no to a party
It feels different than the other parties. He keeps you close and his gaze keeps falling on the ring that’s on your finger.
His favorite part is the honeymoon, which would be the two of you not leaving his room for any reason other than eating and going to the bathroom.
He’ll sneakily go off route to an island he’s heard of for you and the crew to enjoy a vacation.
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There’s one of two ways that you get together. One is that you confess to him or his jealousy/possessiveness gets in the way and he calls you “his” in the heat of the moment
You won’t think that there was anything different after you get together (see the first fight) so you’ll have to instigate a lot of things that are “couple”-y. If he sees how much it bothers you or after the first fight, he is more conscious of initiating.
He’s in the middle when it comes to PDA. He likes wrapping his arm around you more than holding your hand in the beginning; there’s something intimate about having your hand in his that he’s not entirely comfortable with yet.
Eventually, he gets over it. He even initiates intertwining his fingers with yours. It just takes time with him.
He’s not used to being vulnerable with someone so he builds walls that may lead to arguments. He sees vulnerability as a weakness so it takes a long time to get through to that mindset and unravel it.
He’s fiercely protective. He wouldn’t have asked you to join his crew if he knew you couldn’t defend yourself but still, you mean everything to him so if something happened, he would go feral.
After some time, you move up right up there with his dream of being pirate king, that’s how much he respects you
He’s blunt and cruel sometimes so you’ll have to communicate with him when he says something that hurts your feelings. More likely than not he doesn’t realize what he says has hurt you unless you start crying or you bring it up.
He tries no to do it again. When he realizes that he did something that you brought up before, he feels bad and will swallow his pride to apologize. Being with him requires a lot of patience, but he does learn after a while
He’s got a quick temper but when you put your hands on his face and meet his eyes he settles down a lot faster. This doesn’t apply if you’re hurt though. The person that pissed him off and hurt you would be dead. There’s no way around that anger.
He’s still known for his ruthlessness but his crew will tell you that you chill him out.
You’re the type of couple to argue over everything but it’s all fun and games, anyone can see from how you laugh and the ghost of a smile on his face when you argue over stupid things like what you should eat for dinner.
He’s not a dating guy. He’s more of a destination guy. If he hears that an island that the crew landed on has a certain landscape or scenery that is unique, he takes you there.
He’s also more comfortable giving you handmade gifts instead of buying them. It’s not often but he tries to remember important dates for you so he has something ready (usually he forgets though, he doesn’t care for that kind of stuff)
He’ll take you to the top of a waterfall and spend the night there with you instead of heading to the ship when he hears that meteor showers are common in the area.
Once, he woke you up really early and dragged you off the ship just so you could see the sunrise and shine through a town’s clocktower to reveal the stained glass window.
He accidentally gets himself pent up when it comes to affection because he becomes too focused on his goal so when he does snap out of it, he gets needy. Not vocally though.
He’ll pull you on his lap and just hug you close, ignoring your teasing remarks and questions.
He’s never realized how touch starved he was until he got with you. Now, when he feels needy or lonely, he’ll just find you. It’s become a silent communication when he shows up and glares until you hug him.
He finds so much comfort in just being in your arms, head rested on your chest and your fingers in his hair. He’s not used to having his walls down so he’s happiest when with you.
Soft and gentle is not in his vocabulary. His love is passionate, overwhelming at times, but he’s so loyal. Someone could literally be throwing themselves at him and, right as he is about to kill them, he’ll see you and immediately go over, sweeping you up. He’s got his eye on two things: the one piece and you. And he’ll find the one piece with you by his side.
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Like marriage, he doesn’t think about having kids. Kids are brats to him, especially babies. He doesn’t have the patience for kids.
If there was an accident that led to pregnancy or he saw how attached you got to a certain homeless baby/toddler/child, he’ll deal with it because god damn it, he loves you and, if you want the brat, fine. You’re the only reason why he isn’t an absentee father.
The baby phase/taking in a baby is difficult for the man. He’s already easy to anger but adding lack of sleep and loud cries to that make him incredibly agitated.
He will have to leave to the other side of the ship sometimes and have Killer or someone else help you instead.
He tries to distance himself but when he can see how exhausted you are or how the baby won’t stop crying until he’s the one holding them, then he has to come back and try, for your sake.
The good thing that comes from it is that 1. His patience grows with every day that passes 2. You’ll see how quickly he figures out what your baby needs (even if it is to shut them up) and 3. You get to see the adorable moments where you catch him being tolerant (affectionate) to the baby
Some of the best moments for both you and him are when the baby falls asleep after a feeding and they rest against his chest as he leans back, basking in the silence and breaths of the small human.
The toddler phase is hilarious for anyone watching. The toddler is learning to walk (stumble) and talk (blabber) and yet Kid treats them like an adult.
Oddly knows what the kid is saying through the blabbering and will start arguments
“Open up, brat.” *makes a fart noise with their mouth* “You think I want to be feeding you?” *Mpherp!* “Don’t start with me. You’re gonna eat this and you’re gonna like it!” * Kippa!* “Ugh, I’m getting (Y/N). I can’t deal with you.”
*THUMP* “You better not have fallen again, brat!” *... Bleep niboo* “... So if I go over there you aren’t going to be on the floor?” *...* “That’s what I thought.”
When this kid walks, it stresses him out. Pirate ships are not baby proof. He has to assign his crew shifts to watch the kid because unsupervised they would fall into the cannon at best. At worst, they almost fell into the ocean.
This child probably got between a fight and Kid had to protect them while fighting. There was another baby argument when it was all set and done
Even when he argues with the toddler, they always end up following him around, hanging onto his metal arm or messing with his goggles. You hear constant complaints from the man about the toys lying around, but you will find the toddler with more toys than before that you clearly remember not buying.
The child phase is better for Kid. (If the child was with them since they were a baby, he’d be wanting to train them when they started walking but you wouldn’t allow it so) he jumps into gear when they show an interest in fighting
He’s a tough-love kind of guy. He’ll critique and even overwork them sometimes but it’s only to make them strong
He’ll find you being the one to comfort the child if he was too rough one day. He has too much pride to apologize but will slip a blunt compliment in when engaging with them later
If his kid doesn’t like fighting or enjoys something creative, he won’t see the point in it. He’ll want them to know how to fight because… he’s worried that something will happen to them if they don’t know to defend themselves
He doesn’t say it like that, of course. He will diminish their interests and say that fighting is much more important. Them crying will make him feel awful but he’s adamant about them being able to defend themselves
You’ll have to step in and be the translator for both. Yeah, you’ll scold Kid but you know why he’s so stubborn about it. You’ll have to be the one to comfort your child and to get through to Kid to accept their passions.
He tries, he really does try. It’s difficult. They have to find a way to compromise so that they’re both happy.
If the child likes anything to do with metalwork, he tries to be nonchalant but he’s so excited. He doesn’t show anyone, not even you, but he has a small compartment in his room with every single project they give him. Even if it was the first metal they melted, it’s there.
He, at first, doesn’t care for the child and he tries to keep up that attitude, but just like you, they wiggled into his life. You’ll never see a man angrier than when a rival of his decided to take his partner or his kid, worse if both.
If his kid had any doubts about him not caring for them, it’ll all change when he finds them. Without waiting for another second, he’ll scoop them into his arms and just clutch them tight.
A soft and shaky “Dad?” will make him plop down on the ground with them in his arms. If they’re crying, he’ll be rubbing their back and mumbling comfort as best as he can. If they’re not, he still will hold them as long as he can, comforting himself as well as his kid after the whole incident
He’ll give them a piggyback ride back to the ship, calming his own anxieties with having them close to him
He takes the time to check on them in the middle of the night before finally resting with you
He’s the type of dad that seems like he couldn’t care less but, with every day and mistake, he gets better and truly grows with his child.
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He doesn’t care about the holiday at all so… yeah, he forgot
Heat brings it up since he’s probably one of the few that actually looks at a calendar.
“Ah, it’s Valentine’s Day”
He suddenly feels the shift in his captain and stiffens before excusing himself and leaving the room
Ideally, he would want a partner that didn’t put much care into holidays. He’s not the romantic type and is more comfortable with subtle gestures so a holiday dedicated to outlandish romantic gestures seems dumb to him
If you do like the holiday, that’s when he panics. He doesn’t give a damn about some dumb holiday but he sure as hell cares about you
If you’ve been dating for less than a year, he’ll just apologize and buy you something on the next island if you’re really bothered by him forgetting. (An apology is already miles above what he’d do for anyone else)
If it’s been more than a couple of years, he feels bad since he knows that you look forward to the holiday yet he keeps forgetting
He’ll lock himself away and puts effort into the gift to give you. The gift itself is never the impressive part, what makes it special is that he based the gift off of something only the two of you would recognize.
You mentioned that you liked a certain jewel, just once, and that ended up with him digging through the treasure the crew had looted to find the jewel and customized it into a broach.
It combines your love of gifts and how he prefers to show his love for them
If you prefer his company to gifts, once he realizes what day it is, he’ll spend the rest of the time with you. He’ll take the holiday as a chance to relax with you
He doesn’t expect anything on Valentine’s Day. He’s not a gift person but he’ll hold onto their gifts and put them somewhere safe if you do get him something. If you are adamant in getting something, he prefers having your attention
The Valentine’s Day schedule (since it’s later in the day) includes dinner (that he attempts and might fail; he’s trying, alright?), a bath, and a massage.
He attempts to massage you but it’s very difficult when he only has one hand to use and he doesn’t want to press his metal arm into you, especially since he took it off before their bath together. He’s too prideful to say anything but you know him well enough to figure it out.
He’ll accept a massage from you as you’re probably better than he is. He appreciates the time when you can relax together
It’s Kid so he makes things heated very quickly. (18+ under short headcanons)
His foreplay takes longer with his kisses being more heated. Usually, he’s in a rush to find his own pleasure while getting you to yours but he still feels bad for forgetting so it’s all about you
He’ll make you cum a couple of times before even thinking about himself so you’re in for a long night and morning
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One Piece World: After Time Skip (Kid’s arm spoiler)
“She” ❤️Dating for 3 years with Kid requested by memorimomo-blog
“How did you two happen?” She wasn’t sure but she wasn’t complaining. (Y/N) had impressed the red haired captain with her strength and he invited her to join his crew, actually it was more like a threat than an invitation. Although he was trying to intimidate her, she had accepted without hesitation. It wasn’t long for her admiration to become infatuation, which then escalated into a deep fondness that she couldn’t shake off, not that she wanted to anyway. Her personality accepted the new feelings almost immediately while he… well, he was a lot more against the feelings he was developing. One moment he was ignoring her and grumbling to himself, then the next he had scooped her up and pressed a hard kiss on her lips, feelings bursting at the seems.
“You with… him? That’s… odd, isn’t it?” Was it? What was so wrong with her? What was so wrong him? Even when he blew a fuse and would throw a tantrum, it was never directed at her. Killer and the other crew members would often praise her for how quickly she was able to calm him; they would then poke fun that, without her, Kid would have popped a couple blood vessels by now. It was a sight to see, honestly. The Kid pirates captain could be making metal hover near his arm, a weapon of mass destruction built on his arm and ready to destroy an island, but then (Y/N) would hug his waist from behind and coo his name and the man would have dropped the metal to wrap his arm around her. Still, that didn’t stop him from sending a glare over his shoulder to the shivering lowlives as he left with her.
“You’ve been together for how long?.... 3 years?! That doesn’t seem plausible for him!” What? Why? Does he seem like he’s promiscuous? People seem to forget how driven her man was. When he was focused in on a goal, nothing could distract him, not even his hormones. She was surprised to learn how many partners he had before her. To be fair, they were just flings but the number was low. He had grumbled that it was only when he was frustrated to the point that he didn’t care. People would find it surprising that he was content with her embraces and kisses, that it was enough to satiate any fire in him that bothered to interrupt his progress at being pirate king.
“Is he… a good boyfriend to you?” What kind of question- Yes! He was! Even with her friendly and sensible personality, that question was the most annoying. Just because Kid was a ticking time bomb sometimes, it did not mean that he treated her badly. Okay, he could be a bit standoffish and hot headed but she didn’t blame him. He was responsible for his crew and had such big plans that had to go without a hitch that she didn’t mind when he was being distant. Even when he was grumpy, he would never say or do anything to hurt her. She also knew that the man was not verbally expressive about his more positive feelings but, if she had minded, they wouldn’t have been together for three years now.
“Are you sure he actually likes you?”
It wasn’t any of their business but the answer was yes. She knew he liked- no, loved her. He didn’t say it verbally but he expressed it in so many ways. When she wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, he would grunt but still press his cheek against her forearm. When she said “I love you,” he would ruffle her hair and run his fingers through her strands. On her birthday or on special occasions, she would find a steampunk trinket on her bed or somewhere she would easily spot it; she had a drawer of so many lovely gifts from him. When she was injured, he was the one that stayed in the infirmary and scolded her, all the while holding her hand in his. The way he tucked her hair back before giving her a soft kiss had her melting. The late nights he would stay up with her after her nightmares just to comfort her, when she knew he would have rather been asleep. The soft gazes he has when he looks at her and he doesn’t think she sees are what makes her heart skip a beat.
“Are you sure he actually likes you?”
The question echoed through her head as she wrapped gauze around his forearm, making a small bow at the center. After the fight earlier and her wounds were taken care of, she took over dressing Kid’s. The silence that was between the two of them was anything but awkward and Kid looked content with his eyes closed while she looked him over. She helped to detach his metal arm and place it to the side, a smile rising on her lips when he instinctively rolled his shoulder from the lack of weight. She looked at the man before her and couldn’t help herself from placing her hands on his naked shoulders and leaning in, pressing a lingering kiss on his forehead.
His eyes cracked open when she pulled back and he raised an eyebrow, making her giggle. Before she could pull away, his hand raised to gently rest on her hip and press lightly, a silent plea to keep still that she was accustomed to. He dug into his pants pocket before taking out what he was looking for. He moved his hand that held the object up to her hair and, when his hand fell by his side, there was a weight against her scalp. She moved her hand off his shoulder to touch the object and a smile lifted her lips at feeling the familiar style of steampunk in the clip that now hung on her strands. Her eyes tried to meet his but he found comfort in looking to the side.
“A shitty way to celebrate Valentine’s day, huh?” He grumbled, sending a heat through her chest. She moved her hands to cup his face and make him face her. She leaned down and brushed her lips against his, feeling the skin under her palms heating up slightly.
“Are you sure he actually likes you?”
“I love you, Kid.” She murmured before pressing her lips firmly yet lovingly against his. He hummed into it, putting his hand back on her hip and pulling her even closer so that she was pressed against his naked chest.
“Are you sure he actually likes you?”
She had never been more sure of anything. He loved her and she loved him.
Into PDA since he doesn’t care but it’s more possessive than affection
Always has an arm around you, either around your waist or your shoulders
Kisses are rough and passionate
Will fight someone who even looks at you wrong
He’ll deny it but he’ll pout and seethe angrily when you hang around one of the crew members longer than you had with him
Saying I love you is super rare. The first time he said it was when you were sleeping
After a near-death experience (for either of you), once he lays his eyes on you, he’ll grasp on and breathlessly say I love you. The realization (that he almost lost you or vice versa) shakes him up pretty bad
Sometimes he gets phantom pain on his missing arm, especially during night time. Rub his shoulder blade or play with his hair to distract from the pain and he’ll be a soft and calm bean for the rest of the night
You’re like a chill pill for him honestly when he’s fuming in anger
Rarely apologizes so when he really really REALLY messes up, he feels bad and will suck it up to apologize
He makes marks. Visible marks. He’ll smirk all day (if you flaunt your hickies or try not to hide them, he’ll be so turned on)
His favorite spot to kiss you is actually your stomach and hips. If you’re insecure there, he doesn’t understand why and he’ll keep marking the skin up
Is a dom and is absolutely against subbing, even if you ask (too much pride)
He does switch up positions though and is willing to try any kinks you have. His favorite though is doggy style
He likes playing games and denying your pleasure so it’ll be a long night
Likes going for multiple rounds so quickies don’t appeal to him
He’ll only go for it if he’s extremely aroused and has to take care of it before doing something else
