You never expected to bond with your captain over food.

The two of you weren’t much different from eachother in that aspect. You liked everything Luffy liked to eat, which led to small arguments about who deserved the last piece of meat or who should get the first.

He always thought you were great to be around, and when nobody was looking, he loved sharing his food with you.

"You better not tell anyone about this!" He hissed under his breath, nudging your shoulder. "They’ll think I’ve gone soft! I’ll never hear the end of it!"

Everyone sat around the dinner table on the Thousand Sunny, tonight’s feast being a lot more to Luffy's taste than normal.

It was a lot more plentiful as you all had just departed from an island, so Sanji had more than enough ingredients to celebrate from one island to the next.

Shrimp, crab, scallops — and more importantly, lots and lots of meat.

Luffy practically got first dibs on everything. If it wasn’t for Sanji physically restraining him from eating everything at once — because he could and would do so if given the chance — he would have forgotten he had to think about everyone else’s appetites.

After a harsh scolding and many kicks to the head, Sanji managed to get everybody situated and calm so he could serve their food. Luffy plopped down right next to you, scooting his seat closer like it was magnetizing him towards your plate.

Your diet was similar to Luffy’s. Not that you really paid this fact any mind — you’d eat anything Sanji gave you. Of course, everyone was able to pick out whatever they wanted from what he made. And if Luffy had the choice, he would have taken all the food he wanted.

Much to his discontent, Sanji forced him to take some meat off his plate to share with everyone else, threatening that he would go hungry if he didn’t share.

But it’s not like he didn’t want to share — although that was part of it — he took a larger portion because he only wanted to share with one person. The one next to him that he started gaining feelings for.

You.

Luffy still had a huge amount of meat on his plate — difference being everyone else had equal amounts now. You were happy with it — enjoying your food without a care in the world, a happy little smile on your face.

He noticed your expression as you eagerly turned the fork in your hand, savoring each bite of Sanji's food with bold fervor. The cook's face lit up as he watched everyone enjoy his dinner, making his own plate as he went to join them.

Without even realizing he was doing it, Luffy slowly reached over to his own plate, picking off a piece of meat as he carefully watched your expression.

The moment you looked away, a cartoony sound filled your ears for a brief moment as Luffy stretched his hand over to your plate, dropping the piece of meat down onto it. You thought you were just hearing things, so you just went back to eating as if nothing happened.

You hardly even noticed it at first — it was tiny, after all. But you were almost finished with your dinner when the meat appeared, so you were confused.

Maybe it was always there, and you just didn’t realize that until now, or something of that sort. Either way, you ate it, still oblivious to what was happening right in front of you.

Until it happened again.

And again.

In quick succession, too — you’d take your eyes off your plate for half a second — that sound would snap into earshot — you’d look back — a mysterious new piece of food materialized onto your dish.

The kitchen fell into stunned silence.

Was Luffy.. sharing his food?

Forks clattered onto plates like a loud and obnoxious symphony, jaws slack as if they’d been forced open with tar. Absolutely dumbstruck.

You finally turned to Luffy, wanting to relay to him a funny joke that Franky was telling you moments earlier.

What you were met with was Luffy automatically holding your gaze like a lovestruck idiot, his hand halfway to your plate with yet another piece of meat, pink dusting onto his cheeks.

"Uh..uh.." he sputtered unconsciously as you looked him in the eye, catching him in the act.