[ he’s on his way to describing a loquat when he realizes what she’s doing. what’s about to happen. sanji, for all the beats of his lovesick heart, has not been kissed by a grand number of people in a meaningful way. sure, there were the girls passing through the baratie, his inexhaustible attention on every pretty face that floated through their doors, but he hadn’t felt anything real until nami. and then zoro. and now jinx, a perfectly-aimed bullet of electric heat where her hand rests over his heart.
it’s impossible not to kiss her back, not when she’s planted her little blue flower in the tender soil of his heart all that time ago and has been stubbornly growing there ever since. just like zoro sprouted his way in. just like nami became the entire garden blooming all at once. it’s the flaw of his birth that got him thrown out of his home, that he feels everything, and he can’t do anything to stop it. he would never want to, because then he’d miss out on this — on jinx’s warm lips, and the way she stretches up to reach him, and how it feels like an end to something he hadn’t even known he’d been wishing and waiting for.
because she’s nami’s. but she was his first. but jinx doesn’t belong to anyone, and he’s just grateful that she showed up to work.
with both hands around her sweet, heart-shaped face, he breaks the kiss and feels the horrible burn of tears in his eyes. ]
It’s not made up. [ the fruit. this. ] It’s real. It’s all real.
[ he wants to keep his word to nami, don’t tell her, because nami prefers to pull away and disappear when she’s been gouged open with hurt, but he can’t go a moment longer keeping it inside, even as guilt springs bitterly to his mouth. ]
Zoro’s gone. [ he keeps jinx’s face cradled in his hands. ] That’s why your vacation offer’s expired.
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it’s impossible not to kiss her back, not when she’s planted her little blue flower in the tender soil of his heart all that time ago and has been stubbornly growing there ever since. just like zoro sprouted his way in. just like nami became the entire garden blooming all at once. it’s the flaw of his birth that got him thrown out of his home, that he feels everything, and he can’t do anything to stop it. he would never want to, because then he’d miss out on this — on jinx’s warm lips, and the way she stretches up to reach him, and how it feels like an end to something he hadn’t even known he’d been wishing and waiting for.
because she’s nami’s. but she was his first. but jinx doesn’t belong to anyone, and he’s just grateful that she showed up to work.
with both hands around her sweet, heart-shaped face, he breaks the kiss and feels the horrible burn of tears in his eyes. ]
It’s not made up. [ the fruit. this. ] It’s real. It’s all real.
[ he wants to keep his word to nami, don’t tell her, because nami prefers to pull away and disappear when she’s been gouged open with hurt, but he can’t go a moment longer keeping it inside, even as guilt springs bitterly to his mouth. ]
Zoro’s gone. [ he keeps jinx’s face cradled in his hands. ] That’s why your vacation offer’s expired.
[ because i need you here. ]