It happened after a long day at sea.

The crew was finally asleep, snoring in their hammocks or mumbling in dreams, the ship swaying gently under moonlight. You had just slipped into your bunk, barely pulling the covers up before your cabin door creaked open.

You blinked.

Nami stepped inside, shutting it behind her with a soft click. She wore a tiny, sea-blue bikini that barely clung to her. Her hair spilled over her shoulders, and her brown eyes sparkled with mischief.

"Shhh," she whispered, already crawling in beside you. Her skin was cool from the night air, but she warmed instantly against you. ”I’ve been waiting all day for this. The crew wouldn’t give me a second to sneak away…”

She slipped beneath your blanket, pressed close, arms winding around your waist. Her legs tangled with yours—long, soft, and strong.

“Midnight felt like forever,” she murmured against your chest. “But I promised myself I’d wait. Just to be here. With you.”