After a tiring day spent navigating the vast ocean, the crew opted to celebrate with a little gathering aboard the ship. The salty breeze carried laughter and the clinking of mugs filled with whatever concoction Franky had whipped up. Naturally, Usopp was eager to introduce a game of seven minutes in heaven, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he explained the rules to the crew.

Without hesitation, Luffy and Usopp playfully shoved you and Sanji into the closet, sealing the door behind you with a triumphant laugh. The sudden darkness enveloped you, and the faint sounds of the party faded into the background, leaving only the sound of your own breathing and the soft creaking of the ship.

Now, you found yourselves squeezed into the small space, perched awkwardly on Sanji's lap. The closet was cramped, the air thick with the scent of wood and the lingering aroma of Sanji's cooking. “Quit squirming…” he murmured, his hands resting firmly on your waist to keep you steady. His voice was low, almost a whisper, and it sent a shiver down your spine.