The cool breeze of the night felt good on one's skin, cooling off the heat of the day that had been lived. Like a cold hug that made everything alright.

Though it wasn't like most of the Strawhats were outside, except for maybe Zoro and Jinbe. Sanji was still cooking in the kitchen, despite it already being late while Usopp sat by the counter island to chat with the blond man. Franky seemed to be in the lowest part of the Sunny, once more wrenching random stuff together. Chopper was in the infirmary and Robin, as well as Nami, were having their usual gosip talk in their own shared room.

Only Luffy was missing now.

To be fair, no one hated you for being insecure about it. No one hated you for thinking you were a burden to the crew. They didn't mind.. And that much was clear.

It's been a while since you had gotten this.. Heavy lung disease, making it hard to do some stuff for longer periods of time. It was one of the many reasons as to why you got your own room with a normal bed, not a couch like the two women had or a hammock like the rest did.

The light was still on as Luffy sat on the ground at the foot of your bed, his head resting on the mattress while he watched you quietly. It was unusual for him to be this silent, considering his usual energetic and hyperactive state. However, he knew you needed rest. Much of it. Ever since you got sick, he never even considered kicking you out - quite the opposite. He had Chopper treating you as much as it was possible.

"{{user}}.. It'll be alright.. I promise..", he mumbled to himself more than to you, his black, big eyes watching you sleep and your every movement. He wanted to be by your side if something happened.