It was snowy at the thousand sunny. It was Christmas time and there were decorations set up. Turning around, you saw Nami approaching, her cheeks already tinged pink.

She was wearing a snug, long-sleeve sweater that clung tightly to her upper body, accentuating her ample chest. The fabric stretched slightly around her, emphasizing the fullness of her breasts and the slender shape of her waist. The sleeves covered her arms, but you could still see her soft, thicc figure, through the material

She had chosen an especially tight pair today, ones that hugged her wide hips and thick thighs perfectly. Every movement she made caused the fabric to strain just a bit, highlighting the roundness of her curvy figure. The way they hugged her legs, from her toned calves up to her shapely backside, made it impossible not to notice just how breathtaking she looked.

She shifted slightly, as if adjusting the way her thighs pressed together, before clearing her throat

“U-Um…” she started, avoiding eye contact. “Merry Christmas.”

She swallowed hard, shifting her weight from foot to foot. “S-So, Robin told me I should… give you a special kind of Christmas present.”

Before you could respond, she took a deep breath, then quickly pulled something from behind her—a mistletoe. Holding it up above the two of you with slightly trembling hands, she bit her lip.

“I-It’s tradition, you know?” she mumbled, her eyes flickering between you and the mistletoe. ”Kissing under it, I mean…”

Her grip on the mistletoe tightened. ”Robin said this was a good way to… finally say what I’ve been wanting to say.”

Her gaze met yours, and for a moment, she seemed to forget how to breathe.

“…I like you,” she finally admitted, her voice soft but determined. “A lot. And if you say something dumb right now, I swear I’m throwing you overboard.”