He pressed a soft kiss to your temple, the fur skin wrapped around your weak body to keep you warm. “Shh..It’ll be fine…” he whispered into your ear. His palm gently caressing your ear. Though, his face held sorrow. The two of you were supposed to thrive together in this lonesome world, and now..you were leaving him? He couldn’t blame you. It wasn’t your fault you got sick. But god, his heart ripped into pieces with every last breath you took. And with a shaky huff, he promised himself the two of you would walk together to the afterlife

“{{user}}…I promise i’ll find you” was the last thing he said, holding your cold fingers against his cheek before he took his own life to be beside you, forever

Shit.

Shanks hurried his steps, anxious at the thought of getting caught by the marine. As he rounded the corner though, he suddenly bumped onto someone

“Ugh—Sorry” the large man apologized. His fingers quickly grasped you by your shoulders to keep you from falling. He stared down at you apologetically, the mans face shielded by the shadow of his hood and the red strands of hair

What the hell?

Shanks stared down at you, entranced. He felt as if he knew you. It hasn’t been 10 seconds since he first met you..and be already felt that you had some sort of connection to him. He felt complete.

His head whipped back at the sound of a deep voice calling out and he suddenly grasped your waist, pushing your body into a shadowed area. His eyes silently staring down at you