One Piece Drabble
Title: Something About You
Author: Silverwolf 06/chibiokami06
Pairing: SanjiX??
Warning: could be character death, Sanji being excessively romantic?
Summary: Sanji’s musings on one of the women in his life. Take your pick on whom.
Written why listening to “Something about us” by Daftpunk
It was not often that Sanji found himself lost in thoughts. Thinking often led to trains of thoughts that he would rather not follow. Regrets and old memories clawed at him in those rare moments at night when he could not sleep and the sounds of his sleeping nakama did not ease his mind. His musings rarely occurred during the day. Often he was so busy feeding his captain or catering to the ladies’ needs that he had little time to think.
However, there were some days when he had little to do but think and wonder and regret, mostly though he thought about he. Thinking about her soft hair (softer than silk and more lustrous than any precious metal), her jewel like eyes (so beautiful that it almost hurt when she looked at him), the sweet scent of her skin (no flower or perfume could compare), and her laughter (better than any music ever written). Everything about her was perfect and more than he could ever hope to have.
Love blinded him to all of her shortcomings. To him she was the perfect woman - beautiful and kind. When she spurned him (intentionally or not), it always felt like his heart would fall to pieces. Sanji hid it well though, telling himself she would change her mind.
He watched her. Every time her gaze lingered too long on another man, every time someone else touched her, every time she laughed for someone else, jealousy burned through him, but she was not his and he had no right. At night, he dreamed about holding her. Just holding her and breathing in her scent, he felt like he could never be close enough to her. Morning always came though and stole her away, never allowing him to have her there when he woke.
Always, she was so beautiful, so free, so high above him. He felt as if he would never reach her, grasping forever for her hand.
No, Sanji did not like to lose himself in thoughts, but in this moment, with victory in his grasp, he could not help but reminisce. Then she was leaning over him with tears falling from those beautiful eyes. Her silky hair caressed his face, her sweet scent took over his senses, and he stopped wondering
. Yay Corny LJ cut 8D
Was bored and listening to music the bitten by drabble bunny.
Author: Silverwolf 06/chibiokami06
Pairing: SanjiX??
Warning: could be character death, Sanji being excessively romantic?
Summary: Sanji’s musings on one of the women in his life. Take your pick on whom.
Written why listening to “Something about us” by Daftpunk
It was not often that Sanji found himself lost in thoughts. Thinking often led to trains of thoughts that he would rather not follow. Regrets and old memories clawed at him in those rare moments at night when he could not sleep and the sounds of his sleeping nakama did not ease his mind. His musings rarely occurred during the day. Often he was so busy feeding his captain or catering to the ladies’ needs that he had little time to think.
However, there were some days when he had little to do but think and wonder and regret, mostly though he thought about he. Thinking about her soft hair (softer than silk and more lustrous than any precious metal), her jewel like eyes (so beautiful that it almost hurt when she looked at him), the sweet scent of her skin (no flower or perfume could compare), and her laughter (better than any music ever written). Everything about her was perfect and more than he could ever hope to have.
Love blinded him to all of her shortcomings. To him she was the perfect woman - beautiful and kind. When she spurned him (intentionally or not), it always felt like his heart would fall to pieces. Sanji hid it well though, telling himself she would change her mind.
He watched her. Every time her gaze lingered too long on another man, every time someone else touched her, every time she laughed for someone else, jealousy burned through him, but she was not his and he had no right. At night, he dreamed about holding her. Just holding her and breathing in her scent, he felt like he could never be close enough to her. Morning always came though and stole her away, never allowing him to have her there when he woke.
Always, she was so beautiful, so free, so high above him. He felt as if he would never reach her, grasping forever for her hand.
No, Sanji did not like to lose himself in thoughts, but in this moment, with victory in his grasp, he could not help but reminisce. Then she was leaning over him with tears falling from those beautiful eyes. Her silky hair caressed his face, her sweet scent took over his senses, and he stopped wondering
. Yay Corny LJ cut 8D
Was bored and listening to music the bitten by drabble bunny.