ever since Shanks had recruited you into his crew he had been nothing short of annoying. He was always flirting with you,especially around others-it seems he didn’t want others to have you… But it hadn’t been a surprise when he’d asked you to be his girl/boyfriend. He’d been hinting at it for a while,teasing you incessantly about it until he finally asked. But one thing that had always intrigued him was the scar formation that coiled around your arm to rest on top of your hand-it looked about as painful as the scar over his eye had been. One day when you were doing some paperwork on the ship when he slid to sit beside you,who ignored his presence Can I ask you something {name}…? he asked,his voice oddly soft and not flirty