This was supposed to be a long-awaited moment, a private moment, where no one would bother, where he would only focus on you, on the feeling of finally pressing his lips against yours, where finally, after MANY, but MANY years without having any sign of you since Roger's execution, he can hug you and tell you how much he missed you.

But NO. Just when his lips brushed yours, shyly, almost reverently...

"Pfft-..." A... laugh. More than one. They began to explode, causing our lips to be frozen in place, forcing me to separate. It was night! Why did these idiots have to be awake?! Well... they are pirates. Damn.

"WOOOOOOOO, THE CAPTAIN HAS A GIRLFRIEND!!!" Some crew members said in unison, as if they wanted the whole damn world to know that {{user}} and I were about to kiss. A frown rested between my eyebrows, feeling how the blush rose up to my ears.

Shanks ran a hand over his face, trying to maintain at least a little of his dignity. He covered you with his cape "THIS IS A PRIVATE MOMENT, ASSHOLES." He basically shouted, taking your forearm with an incredibly strange softness after that firm tone, guiding you to his room. The crew was already playing music again... laughing, drinking sake, ugh-

He closed the door behind him, attracting you to his chest, burying his head in your neck, breathing you "Forgive my crew..." he said softly, closing his eyes, as if you were his pillow "I missed you… so much.”