• When you met Sanji, it was a dream come true—you never seemed to have luck with any partners, even though one of your less fortunate relationships gave you your child whom you loved so dearly. 
• It really was as if the moment you met him, you were embraced by the all blue ocean itself. The blond cook had such a kind and understanding disposition, with a strong sense of empathy as he would never anyone go hungry in his sight. After all, he is a skillful cook who could master any sort of dish easily. 
• After you drop off your child at school, Sanji makes the time to take you out on late morning dates, whether it would be a long winding stroll by the riverside or a picnic trip to the sea. The best dates, however, would be when he whipped up a most delightful, and perhaps heavenly lunch in the comfort of your home. Whether it was his signature fried rice, a sumptuous apple curry, or an entirely different surprise, you would devour your meal with a clean plate at the end. Sanji would be filled with joy seeing you like this, and if he could live with you and live to serve you everyday, he’d be all the happier for it.
• However, there would be a roadblock: your child, who heard some unbecoming rumors of the blond cook, that he was a womanizer who would twist and fold at the sight of a beautiful lady. Of course, they were true—in the past, when Sanji was both love starved but also determined to serve all sorts of women. However, in the present, Sanji only sought out a future with you. 
• Whenever the three of you had dinner, there was an uncomfortable tension. Oftentimes, the child would make snarky remarks about Sanji, like if he served the same dishes to the women he tried to flirt with, or if his meals tasted the same as the lips of past lovers. Truth is, Sanji has never kissed anyone before you. He would not know that at all! 
• At first, Sanji would try to appease the child to the model of thought he had in mind to be a father: welcoming them with an open hug (which they maneuvered around), 
• One date, a more melancholic one at most, Sanji laid his head on your lap, sulking in despair: “Mellorine… What if I’m not enough for the both of you? What if your child will never accept me…?”
• You sigh and pat his head, feeling through that silky, beautiful blond hair. With all the tenderness, you reassure him so: you chose him because he is remarkably kind, for he fosters a special kind of generosity and love like no other. He is a blessing to you, as well as your child, even if they do not recognize it yet.
• With that, Sanji resolves to be patient with your child, to steadily showering them with love while giving them the space they need to get. Love is not immediate, and Sanji does not expect the child to love them so easily. And that’s fine, for in time, your child will realize that you are happy with Sanji.
• Once both of you settled into a more intimate and steady relationship, it was high time for Sanji to move to your place and start living with you, and perhaps start talks of engagement and marriage.
• While your child gets to know Sanji better—be it through picking them up from school and walking them home, or all attending all their events—you are always there to welcome him home, to ensure that he is both your heart and your home.
• Your child begins to warm up to Sanji: not the most affectionate kid, but they no longer make rude remarks about him, and begin to tolerate his presence. It is a relief to Sanji, for at least that roadblock is out of the way, and even if it may not be much he is alright with his. 
• Eventually, after a year of dating, you decided for certain that you will begin to build a life with Sanji… together. 
• When you invite Sanji to your house to cohabit with him! He shifts through doing somersaults of love—yelling “MELLORINEEE” out of his lungs—to deflating and asking you timidly, his deeper insecurities getting the best of him: “...Are you sure…? I truly wish not to be a burden on you.”
• You shake your head, giving him that reassuring caress on his face before you affirm him: that yes, you do want him to live with you, and he will never ever be a burden to you.
• After melting in your touch, his lips quivering with joy… Sanji is back to hollering about you.

• Thereafter, the domestic life with Sanji becomes an undeniable bliss—he is willing to accomplish all the chores and errands for you whenever you expressed an inch of fatigue, and at night, he gave you the warmest, spooning cuddles, as he wrapped his arms around you protectively before the two of you fell asleep.
• When I say he will, cook, boy, he *will* cook. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and perhaps dessert and tea if you ask. More often than not when going out alone, Sanji will come back with the freshest of groceries and ingredients, but always with a gift for you, whether it was your favourite treat or a sweet little souvenir.
• Meanwhile, to the least of his expectations, Sanji begins to get along with your child. One way he bonds with them is through fostering a love of cooking—inviting them to the kitchen, asking them to do small tasks like washing the vegetables or arranging the appetizers or putting the right amounts of salt and pepper in the soup… 
• A miracle happens one day: your child, who had once resented the blond cook, asks Sanji… if they could come visit their school for Bring your Parent day! 
• Sanji was elated and he felt ever tender when he heard your child talk about all the cool things he did—his martial arts, his amazing food… It’s an understatement to say Sanji was moved. By the time the school bell rang, Sanji was trembling in tears of joy and surprise, before your child approached to hug him and the two of you walked home. 
• And with your child’s blessing, date outings become far more frequent too, such as dressing up formally for dinner on the weekends with Sanji donning his tailored suit and tie. Of course, even after enjoying dinner meals outside, you often assured Sanji that his own cooked meals were the best of them all. This would be preceded with sauntering walks by the city or a river, as you two locked your hands together.
• But most of the time, dinner was just the three of you, with Sanji whipping out dishes, both classic and new, for the whole family to enjoy. You found yourself smiling at this newfound joy: your child’s bright beam when eating their favourite meals, and Sanji’s grin when he sees how content both you and your child are.
• And of course, Sanji will never miss a day where he does not kiss you good night. After telling your child a sweet good night, he will tuck you into the blankets and kiss you all over: from the forehead, to your nose, each your cheeks and finally your lips.
• Some mornings, and some nights, it will be the three of you huddling together. It’s a kind of dynamic that felt typical of the ordinary family, but the circumstances were special: it was born out of months and even years of building security, trust, and love.

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• Ace is your fellow “friendly fella,” the guy who seems to be there for everyone and anything! But deep down, the poor dude battles with such deeply ingrained self doubt and loathing to the point he wonders if even he himself is even worthy of giving affection.
• With all that said, you’ve grown such a fond friendship with him, the kind where surely but slowly Ace knew he could trust you. 
• You were both out camping on a quiet night, exchanging stories, sharing laughs… Like the warm fire which Ace himself created with his powers, it was a lovely cozy night the two of you shared together.
• Then there’s a window for the two of you to be vulnerable with one another. You always knew Ace was truly troubled deep down, so why not share some struggles of yours? 
• When you do, he listens to you intently, his eyes locked on your face as he is overcome with the realization that… he is not alone, that even if he might be the most hated person in the world, he has his crew and you to count on.
• Once you finish telling your stories, you’re suddenly met with Ace bringing you into one of the tightest hugs ever: it’s firm, assuring, and full of fiery empathy. He’s tearing up, not profusely so, but you can tell that he’s dropping all his walls to be there for you wholeheartedly.
• “Thank you for always being there for me… and I’ll be there for you too, promise!”

• You always knew Sabo was a gentleman, not only in his manners, but also in his heart. He conducted politeness and grace in a way he was heartfelt and genuine about it. He is a man who is so earnestly reliable, and you could always count on him.
• Like a ray of light after the rain, Sabo came to your aid when he sighted you sulking and crying in the middle of the street. With an umbrella in his hand, he shielded you from the rain that hides your tears.
• Following him, Sabo ensured the umbrella shielded you all the way until you found shelter. You noticed how he barely covered for himself, letting the rain soak his hat and coat: that parasol he had in hand was for you and you alone.
• Once you reached indoors as Sabo withdrew the umbrella and took off his hat, you found that you could not halt yourself from crying again: he was simply too kind, how could he do all this for you?
• With your emotions displayed in front of him, Sabo leads his hand to caress, from wiping the tear below your eye and down to your cheek. As you leaned towards him, both his arms had enclosed you in a warm hug.
• “It does not matter how heavy your burden is. I will be by your side, always.”

• Law’s not afraid of affection—he’s afraid of loving and caring too much until he loses you at the worst possible time.
• After the polar tang maneuvered through blizzards and iceberg filled waters, once it resurfaced, you took the time to gaze at the soft falling snow, a breathtaking respite.
• Following you was Law, who claimed he too was only going to get some fresh air: but really, it was to see if you were alright
• Law can act as pragmatic as he wants, but once you noticed him attempting to intertwine your hands with a small touch from his inked fingers, you knew he needed this company.
• As the snow watch ends, he quietly asks if you could turn around for him. Before you knew it, Law brought you in a trembling hug, his arms soon stabilizing the moment he could hear your heartbeat, soothing and slowing the rhythm of his own which was beating so fast a while ago.
• “Please, stay alive for me… Because I’ll make sure I’ll do the same for you even if it means facing hell itself.”
• Huddling together in the cold of the evening, both of you reassured that silent promise, locked in this embrace. The future is uncertain, but at least relish in this time and moment with Law.

• Luffy is a bundle of sunshine, a beacon of hope and joy who sees his friends as the greatest thing in the world! Of course he’d love to give hugs! Whether it is from a victorious celebration after an hour of determination or winning a silly little team game, Luffy’s hugs were full of delight.
• His best hugs are surprises. One day, you could be walking down a street with some minute bustle of people around as you expect an ordinary day to follow.
• A brush of wind comes about and is followed by silence, and then the loud call of your name. You recognize that voice: it’s and excitable, booming, and thrilling shout of glee.
• You turn around and your beaming face is welcomed at the sight of Luffy launching himself at you, his rubber arms stretching wider than the horizons as you prepare for impact.
• Like a landing plane, Luffy slows down to wrap coils of arms and legs around your body, bringing you into a snug, rubbery embrace. His infectious laughter plants seeds in your lungs, and you too begin to bloom with laughter as you exclaim his name in this joyful reunion. 
• Luffy doesn't let go for another minute, so once he withdraws his embrace, he would not stop laughing and giggling. It’s as if seeing you and hugging you for the first time is the best thing that ever happened to him.
• “Nishishi, So glad to see you here!”

• It's easy to think Zoro seems too stoic for this, right? Well, Zoro can still has moments of vulnerability where he would drop his usual cool attitude for the ones he cares about.
• It happened after a hard fought battle, when Zoro was so close to losing you. 
• There were scratches and bruises from where you lost a few drops of blood. Here you were, panting, breathing, but with the bandages wrapped around your injuries as you were on the path of healing, you knew you were going to be okay.
• Zoro sights you: his usually hardened face softens into relief, a glint in his eyes apparent as he sees you in this less than ideal condition.
• Sitting next to you, you notice how he’s trying to shuffle towards you. The great Straw Hat Swordsman, Zoro, has difficulty putting his affections in words. At worst, it’ll make him look like a mumbling idiot, but you know he’s sincere even if his low voice seems to undercut it.
• “Crap… how do I say this… I’m glad you’re okay.”
• The low rumble of his voice forms a glow of warmth in you. You then notice he’s trying to wrap his arm around you: it’s stiff and awkward, and unbecoming of someone who has slashed his enemies with no mercy. But the moment you gently palm his face, shooting him a reassuring smile, Zoro squeezes what little tears he tried to erase as he turns you to him and hugs you firmly. 

•  If charm and service were encapsulated as a person, that’s Sanji. He always gives all sorts of attention to women, showering them with compliments and praises as hearts fly around his head.
• But actual affection? To hug someone? It feels foreign to him. It’s not that he is averse to them, but the other way round—he craves to embrace someone he could love and cherish with his whole heart. 
• He does reserve that sort of intimacy though, despite being the resident womanizer of the crew. Sanji yearns to build a relationship with someone he could call home, even if it chips down his philandering habits. Being a gentle lover, he wants you to be okay with all of his touches, even little things like nuzzling your neck, hands cascading down your arm… 
• The hug happened on a quiet kitchen night, as you helped Sanji wash the dishes after he fed the crew a whole meal. He checks in with you, to ensure the chore did not tire you out as he was ready to pounce on you with a sweet treat.
• You shake your head and reassure him though it is clear you could fall down and sleep on the floor. Sanji did not want you to say good night to him like this; with blue eyes that plead, he puts his hand on your shoulder before bringing you into a hug, the kind that feels like a prelude to a slow dance.
• “My love, my darling… you are truly my candle in the darkness, my divine angel from heaven… Let me take care of you.”