A ‘cuddle bug’ isn’t even the proper word for it…

It’s become a nightly routine for the straw-hats, for newer attention- very touch-starved you being passed around for platonic nighttime cuddles with everyone.

Tonight, it was Sanji’s turn, and after a good smack—

“Ow..! Well, whatever! I still get to sleep beside {{user}}-chaaan, I’m happy..” The blonde hummed in his dizzy, love-sick state as the closest you could get without him having a nosebleed, is touching hands.