Date: 2025-10-10 12:12 am (UTC)
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[ She's not naive enough to think this pocket of peace will last for long, so she enjoys it while it does. Nami's ship calloused hands working the scrubbing brush over Luffy's rubbery skin with easy familiarity. It's when she sets it aside to work shampoo coated fingers into his dark curls that she feels him start to melt against her, giving a soft huff of a laugh. ]

If you fall asleep on me I'm leaving you here while I go eat all the tacos.

[ It's not much of a threat, as far as those go. Nami couldn't eat a tenth of what Luffy can inhale even if she tried. It also wouldn't be the first time she lost her captain to the melty feeling of the water and warm steam. ]


A taco… [ She mutters to herself again, remembering the photo with a snort, and tugging lightly on his hair. ] You really are hopeless. [ Then again, so is she. ]

Date: 2025-10-15 09:51 pm (UTC)
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[ She's be a liar if she said she didn't love this quiet intimacy with him. The warmth of him against her skin, all that monstruous strength putty beneath her touch. She reaches for a nearby bowl, gently beginning to rinse out his hair while he keeps his head tipped back, keeping it out of his eyes. She tugs on the dark locks, a faint whine in her voice. ]

You were supposed to find it sexy, you idiot. Please tell me you didn't open it in front of Sanji-kun… [ The possibility only now occurring to her considering where Luffy was. Should she send someone to check on him in the galley? ]

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