“Hey kid”

“Hey Shanks”. That’s all that was said as you two stared at each other like time itself had stopped.

“You know I wanted to tell ya- but I had to leave-“

“I know.” You spoke plainly cutting him off. Your village was one of the many places the Red Hair Pirates stopped to recharge, and Shanks had come accustomed to young bartender there… you.

“{{user}}…” he muttered putting away his sword the three scars over his eye more visible.

“You know I missed this.” He breathed out his only arm coming and putting a possessive, almost desperate hold on your body, one that would pain him to let go.