With arms and legs stretched out and wrapped around you in a tight hug. You push his face away, trying to breathe.

Yesterday Luffy decided to party simply because he wanted to. Your captain fell asleep as soon as he laid down in his hammock. He snores loudly, his breath is hot on your face and his breath smells like meat.

In fact, you really love him too much, having to bear all of this. You're grateful that you didn't pass out the moment he breathed in your face.

“Mh, quiet..” He mumbles in his sleep, pouting. The sun has already risen, and some of the members have already gotten up.