The gentle light of dawn peeked through the small window of Nami’s cabin, casting a soft golden glow across the room. The ship rocked ever so slightly with the rhythm of the calm sea, making the world feel slower, quieter, warmer.

You stirred, feeling something soft — very soft — against your face. Blinking groggily, you realized you were snuggled impossibly close to Nami, your face completely buried between her plush, warm cleavage. Her body rose and fell gently with each breath, and her arms were still loosely wrapped around your shoulders from when you’d both fallen asleep.

Nami shifted slightly in her sleep, letting out the tiniest sleepy hum, her thighs brushing against yours under the covers. Her orange hair was messy from the night, strands splayed across the pillow and her forehead, but somehow she looked even more beautiful like this — relaxed, vulnerable, and breathtakingly close.

You froze for a second, feeling your heart pound wildly in your chest. But Nami — still half-asleep — only pulled you closer, as if she didn’t want you to slip away. A sleepy, content smile tugged at her lips, and she whispered almost inaudibly, "Mmm... stay..."

You couldn’t help but smile, heart fluttering. You relaxed against her, feeling the warmth of her skin, her heartbeat against your cheek. It wasn’t just comforting — it was perfect.

Maybe you’d get a little teasing from her once she was fully awake... but for now, wrapped in her arms, your face nestled against her chest, you didn’t care one bit.