#24- Sniper
Title: Games and Stories
Theme: #24- Sniper
Claim: SanjixUsopp
Words: 886
Rating: T?
Warnings: Boyxboy, angst, but LOTS of fluff
Disclaimer(s): I don't own One Piece.
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'Sanji heard me that time.'
Usopp stared at the cook's back with a small smirk on his lips. They were alone in the kitchen after dinner, a time where Usopp played one of his favorite games; Pull Sanji away from his work. The rules were simple. Usopp called out Sanji's name at various intervals of time, sometimes drawing out his voice and pouting. The last time he tried that, it managed to get Sanji to twitch.
They didn't always play these kinds of games. Sometimes, when Sanji wasn't playing hard to get, Usopp told him stories about his childhood, the truth behind his tall tales. They were not like the stories he started telling Chopper, especially since the young reindeer was often excited by the fake details. The stories he told Sanji were authentic, honest, and more meaningful.
"Sanji..." Usopp groaned, falling back on his workshop to stretch his back and emphasize his turn. If he played his cards right, Sanji would call back from the kitchen sink. The sound of footsteps approaching completely shocked him.
The cook kneeled on the edge of the raised bench over Usopp, leaning in with a smirk. Usopp chuckled, silently accepting his victory with a kiss. "Are you happy now?" Sanji asked against his lips.
Usopp nodded, wrapping both arms around Sanji's neck and pulling him as close as possible. "Tell me a story about you," he said.
"Me? What do you wanna know?" Sanji asked. "I'd rather hear something about those kids you lead around or the beautiful Kaya." He accented his words with cuddling and brushing his nose against Usopp's cheek.
"Seriously? I've told you almost everything there is to know," Usopp said.
"Tell me something new. There's still something you haven't told me, right?"
They shifted a bit, both laying on their sides and scooting up on the workshop. Their feet hung over the edge and tangled together as they moved closer to each other. "Why do you wanna talk about a girl when we're cuddling?" Usopp asked.
"She's not just a girl; she's your friend," Sanji said. "And as your lover, I'm interested in your life before we met. Kaya is part of it."
"But I wanna know about your life too," Usopp said.
"I told you about the first time I bought a suit last time. It's your turn."
Usopp pouted and sighed in defeat. "I can tell you about my mother," he said.
His words made Sanji's ears flick up a bit, the blond pulling him closer. "Tell me about her," he whispered.
The sniper smirked before he started speaking. "She was really pretty, probably the best looking mom in my whole village. And she would tell stories on nights that I couldn't fall asleep," he said. "She had a green thumb too. She was always taking c are of her flowers."
Sanji smiled as Usopp continued talking, his hand reaching up to remove the bandana around Usopp's head and pet his hair down. The sniper didn't pay attention as he talked, unable to stop the words from flowing. "Mom was always smiling, even though dad wasn't always around. She was scared whenever I got hurt or I got list, but I only saw her being afraid for a few moments before she smiled. She even smiled when she…"
His words trailed off as he paused. Sanji started rubbing his upper arm to try and fend off the tears that threatened to start. "When she got sick… When she got sick, I-I got scared. But she told me everything would be fine," Usopp said under his breath, as if he was afraid to speak any louder. Sanji was well aware of the story contents and where this was going. "She said everything would be fine."
"She sounds like an amazing woman," Sanji said. He frowned at Usopp's sniffling noises, pulling Usopp closer to rub his back.
"She encouraged me," Usopp whimpered. "She always… She always told me to do my best."
Sanji nodded a she listened. The pause gave Usopp time to wipe away the tears on his face, Sanji still rubbing his back and starting to pet his hair again. "I miss her," Usopp whispered.
"You have the crew now," Sanji said. "I know it's not the same, but you have nakama now." There was another pause before he spoke up. "You have me."
Usopp's grip on Sanji tightened as his body slowly stopped shaking. He didn't speak and tried to pull the cook closer, already pressed against Sanji so much that he was nearly molded against him. Sanji smiled at his attempts.
They sat in silence for what felt like hours. The sounds of the crew outside were nearly nonexistant to them, Sanji only paying attention to keep watch for raiders. When Usopp's grip started to loosen up, Sanji kissed his forehead and began to move away. "I have to finish cleaning," Sanji said.
"Do you have watch tonight?" Usopp asked.
Sanji nodded as he sat up. Usopp grabbed his wrist and looked at Sanji's eye when the older turned to look at him. "Let's sleep here tonight," he said.
Another brief pause filled the air as Sanji grinned. He grabbed Usopp's hand with gentle fingers giving it a tender squeeze before standing and letting go. "Get a blanket from the cabin."
Theme: #24- Sniper
Claim: SanjixUsopp
Words: 886
Rating: T?
Warnings: Boyxboy, angst, but LOTS of fluff
Disclaimer(s): I don't own One Piece.
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'Sanji heard me that time.'
Usopp stared at the cook's back with a small smirk on his lips. They were alone in the kitchen after dinner, a time where Usopp played one of his favorite games; Pull Sanji away from his work. The rules were simple. Usopp called out Sanji's name at various intervals of time, sometimes drawing out his voice and pouting. The last time he tried that, it managed to get Sanji to twitch.
They didn't always play these kinds of games. Sometimes, when Sanji wasn't playing hard to get, Usopp told him stories about his childhood, the truth behind his tall tales. They were not like the stories he started telling Chopper, especially since the young reindeer was often excited by the fake details. The stories he told Sanji were authentic, honest, and more meaningful.
"Sanji..." Usopp groaned, falling back on his workshop to stretch his back and emphasize his turn. If he played his cards right, Sanji would call back from the kitchen sink. The sound of footsteps approaching completely shocked him.
The cook kneeled on the edge of the raised bench over Usopp, leaning in with a smirk. Usopp chuckled, silently accepting his victory with a kiss. "Are you happy now?" Sanji asked against his lips.
Usopp nodded, wrapping both arms around Sanji's neck and pulling him as close as possible. "Tell me a story about you," he said.
"Me? What do you wanna know?" Sanji asked. "I'd rather hear something about those kids you lead around or the beautiful Kaya." He accented his words with cuddling and brushing his nose against Usopp's cheek.
"Seriously? I've told you almost everything there is to know," Usopp said.
"Tell me something new. There's still something you haven't told me, right?"
They shifted a bit, both laying on their sides and scooting up on the workshop. Their feet hung over the edge and tangled together as they moved closer to each other. "Why do you wanna talk about a girl when we're cuddling?" Usopp asked.
"She's not just a girl; she's your friend," Sanji said. "And as your lover, I'm interested in your life before we met. Kaya is part of it."
"But I wanna know about your life too," Usopp said.
"I told you about the first time I bought a suit last time. It's your turn."
Usopp pouted and sighed in defeat. "I can tell you about my mother," he said.
His words made Sanji's ears flick up a bit, the blond pulling him closer. "Tell me about her," he whispered.
The sniper smirked before he started speaking. "She was really pretty, probably the best looking mom in my whole village. And she would tell stories on nights that I couldn't fall asleep," he said. "She had a green thumb too. She was always taking c are of her flowers."
Sanji smiled as Usopp continued talking, his hand reaching up to remove the bandana around Usopp's head and pet his hair down. The sniper didn't pay attention as he talked, unable to stop the words from flowing. "Mom was always smiling, even though dad wasn't always around. She was scared whenever I got hurt or I got list, but I only saw her being afraid for a few moments before she smiled. She even smiled when she…"
His words trailed off as he paused. Sanji started rubbing his upper arm to try and fend off the tears that threatened to start. "When she got sick… When she got sick, I-I got scared. But she told me everything would be fine," Usopp said under his breath, as if he was afraid to speak any louder. Sanji was well aware of the story contents and where this was going. "She said everything would be fine."
"She sounds like an amazing woman," Sanji said. He frowned at Usopp's sniffling noises, pulling Usopp closer to rub his back.
"She encouraged me," Usopp whimpered. "She always… She always told me to do my best."
Sanji nodded a she listened. The pause gave Usopp time to wipe away the tears on his face, Sanji still rubbing his back and starting to pet his hair again. "I miss her," Usopp whispered.
"You have the crew now," Sanji said. "I know it's not the same, but you have nakama now." There was another pause before he spoke up. "You have me."
Usopp's grip on Sanji tightened as his body slowly stopped shaking. He didn't speak and tried to pull the cook closer, already pressed against Sanji so much that he was nearly molded against him. Sanji smiled at his attempts.
They sat in silence for what felt like hours. The sounds of the crew outside were nearly nonexistant to them, Sanji only paying attention to keep watch for raiders. When Usopp's grip started to loosen up, Sanji kissed his forehead and began to move away. "I have to finish cleaning," Sanji said.
"Do you have watch tonight?" Usopp asked.
Sanji nodded as he sat up. Usopp grabbed his wrist and looked at Sanji's eye when the older turned to look at him. "Let's sleep here tonight," he said.
Another brief pause filled the air as Sanji grinned. He grabbed Usopp's hand with gentle fingers giving it a tender squeeze before standing and letting go. "Get a blanket from the cabin."