times of hardship has befallen me and I find myself in a time of need of your specia kind of medicine <3 dare I ask for some sleepy cuddle scenery with Caesar Clown and Killer, my fair and lovely writer? (灬ºωº灬)♡
Caesar Clown: He had been working in his laboratory all day and he had finally made the concoction that he wanted. He grinned to himself and turned to the door, holding the tube in hand. He saw you walk by and he called out your name. When you didn’t answer, he pouted and put the test tube down. He went over to the door and was about to call your name again when he saw your slumped shoulders and how you looked like you were forcing yourself to walk. He grew concerned and followed you as you headed to your room. With his devil fruit, he was able to follow you without you noticing.
He peaked in through the doorframe and watched as you wiggled your way under the bed’s covers. He could hear your small sniffles and he pouted a little, hating seeing you in such a state. He knocked on the door softly and when he heard you grunt softly.
“(Y/N)? You okay?” When you stayed quiet, he floated over to you and tilted his head slightly. “Can I join you?” You looked over your shoulder to him and nodded a little. You felt the cover being lifted off of your body and how the bed dipped down next to you. You were surprised when you felt his arms wrap around your waist and pulled you against his chest.
“Caesar?… Don’t you have experiments to work on?” You murmured softly, pulling the blanket to your face, secretly hoping that he actually stayed and kept you company. He shrugged and rested his head against your shoulder, a small pout on his lips as he grabbed the blanket and pulled it away from your face.
“I do but I’d be a bad boyfriend if I left you alone now when you’re sad, right?” He mumbled, a light blush across his cheeks. You felt a sting behind your eyes and you turned around to hug him and to snuggle into his chest, making him let out a small noise of complaint. He noticed how you were growing more comfortable against his form. He nuzzled his face in your neck and let out a sigh, rubbing your back and holding you close. He would stay as long as you need to to calm down.
Killer: He had noticed your sad behavior but if he didn’t get these chores done, Kid would permanently change Killer’s name to “Killed”. He tried to get things done quickly but he would falter when he saw your sad expression. He sighed softly to himself and went over to you. You looked at him and tilted your head slightly. He turned his back to you and crouched down.
“Get on.“ You stood up and wrapped your arms around his neck, just wanting to spend time with him. He stood up and went back to his chores as you hung on tightly. He felt you nuzzle your face in his hair and he just wanted to get these stupid chores done.
Kid raised an eyebrow as he watched Killer walk around with you on his back. It was comical but also annoying the hell out of him. He sighed in frustration and rubbed his forehead with his fingers.
“Killer, just go. Heat will do your stupid chores.” He snapped, ignoring the whine from down the hall coming from Heat. Killer made a slight nod before going to a more private area with you. He crouched down a little so you could get off his back. He sat down on the ground and opened his arms to you. You immediately crawled onto his lap and hugged him tightly, sighing softly in relief as his arms wrapped fully around you. You heard a small clink as his mask was taken off next to the two of you and you felt his chin rest on top of your head.
“Why are you upset?” He patted the back of your head softly when you let out a little whimper and gripped the back of his shirt. He let out a soft hum and squeezed you closer to his chest. “Ah… I understand. You don’t want to talk about it. I’ll wait.” You nodded against his chest and let out a breath that you were holding in. He looked down at your smaller form and squeezed you yet again, silently promising to protect you from anything that upsets you.