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Luffy x Reader: Blissful Wait
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Clutching your stomach, you forcefully regurgitate once more into the toilet bowl. The sensation of your gut twisting intensifies, causing you to grip the rim of the bowl tightly. With great effort, you expel another surge of vomit, feeling completely drained of energy. Collapsing onto the floor, you lean against the bathtub, your body exhausted from the continuous vomiting. Gasping for breath, you lift your head up and wipe the remnants of the puke from your lips and chin using the back of your hand.
Seconds after taking a quick break, you slowly felt more calm in your abdomen, which let you regain your strength. You carefully stood up as you held the corner of the tub, helping you to firmly put your feet to the ground. Slowly but surely, despite the wobbling sensation you feel in your vision, you clutched your hand on the lavatory sink, opening the faucet, and taking a pool of water using both of your hands. Splashing your face with it gave you a sense of relief and refreshment.
Even just for a little bit, you felt clean and relaxed again as the cold water embraced your face, waking you up in your fuzzy thoughts. You stared at yourself in the mirror for a second, squinting your eyes. You noticed the calendar hanging on the door. You quickly grabbed it, ripping it from the nail where it was hanging. Pointing your fingers at each number, you silently began to count. When you reach a certain date, your cheeks and ears become red and hot, and you are overwhelmed by a surge of emotions. "Shit. Shit. Fuckin' shit. Holy shit. Fuuuuuuck...." you continued to curse, muttering all the bad words that you have ever known since you were a kid.
Your body began to tremble, and your knees grew feeble. All you could do was lean against the door next to you and slowly slide down on the floor again. Uncertain of whether to cry or feel joy about the information before you that you just learned. Seconds after contemplating what to do. You decided that you would face and accept it, no matter what the outcome would be.
You crumpled the paper and threw it in the trash. Swiftly, you rose to your feet and once again examined yourself in the mirror. Clearing away the tears and grime from your face, you retrieved your baseball cap from its place atop the water closet's tank, and pulling the rope to flush your puke. Running your fingers through your wavy hair pulling it into a pony tail, you popped the cap on your head. Gazing intently at your reflection, you straightened your shirt, took a deep breath and then turned your worry into a big smile. Firmly gripping the door knob, you opened it. The sounds of laughter and singing engulfed your senses. You turned your face towards them, beaming. Gradually, you advanced towards them, one step at a time, until you joined their midst.
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"Where are you going? It's dangerous out there!" Luffy yelled at you, following your steps as you walked towards the grass deck.
"I don't care! I don't want to see your face! You baby face jerk!" You yelled back at him, taking a quick glance at him, giving him a disgusted expression, and turning your head back to your path.
"Is that supposed to be an insult?" With a mischievous grin spread across his face, Zoro couldn't help but snicker at the comment you made, effortlessly leaping down from the railing.
"Shut up, Moss head!" You and Sanji exclaimed at Zoro at the same time, with your voices blending together in perfect synchrony.
"Ugh! I'm leaving and you can't stop me!" Getting your duffel bag already placed near the ramp of the ship.
"But (y/n), my dear, it's too late, and Luffy's right, it's too dangerous to leave the ship at this hour of the night, especially for a woman like you." Sanji approached you, steadily making his way in your direction, with an expression of concern etched on his face.
"Thank you for your concern, Sanji. But I can handle myself. I know how to fight and protect myself." You insisted with confidence as you prepared yourself to hop down on the ramp.
With no hesitation whatsoever, Luffy quickly extended his arms towards you, elongating them in order to grasp hold of your waist before proceeding to spin it around you like a tightly coiled spring, ensnaring you in an embrace that seemed impossible to break free from. The bag that you had been clutching tightly in your hands slipped from your grasp, landing on the ground with a thud. "Please, (y/n). Listen to me, to us. Don't go. It's too dangerous." As Luffy spoke, his voice trembled with concern, yet underneath that worry, you couldn't help but notice a profound sense of sadness emanating from him.
His face being too close to yours caused your heart to pound uncontrollably. "I told you I don't care," you found yourself whispering in sync with each beat as you instinctively averted your gaze from him.
"Come on. What did I do? What is it this time?" He said innocently, having no clue what the reason was for your sudden desire to go and leave the ship.
"Figure it out yourself, Straw Hat. Let me go." Maintaining your gaze away from him, you wiggled as you tried to escape his tight grip on you.
"Nu-uh. As the captain, I forbid you to leave this ship." Confidently commanding you with his unwavering gaze locked onto yours, his face mere inches away, his nose gently brushing against the edge of your earlobe, causing a delightful sensation that sent tingles cascading down your spine.
"Like hell you are! You're not my captain! Let. Me. Go." Placing such intense emphasis on your final words, by yelling them directly at him, you were instantly consumed by an overwhelming wave of guilt that dragged you down into the depths of despair. It was a moment you never wanted to experience, a situation in which you never envisioned yourself uttering those hurtful words. You didn't want to say it; you never wanted to but under the circumstances that you are facing, you needed to. You have to in order to move forward, even though a nagging intuition within the very core of your being warned that you would undoubtedly come to regret them in due time.
After you finish expressing your complaint, Luffy gradually loosens his grip around you, allowing his arms to fall to his sides. His attention shifts downward, his gaze fixated on the ground. The outline of his straw hat casts a shadow over his eyes, obscuring them from view. Nevertheless, the impact of your words becomes evident as his facial expression transforms into a deep frown, his eyes becoming noticeably darker yet shimmering with a hint of anguish, glistening with a subtle sheen of tears. "Yeah, you're right," he softly spoke into your ear, before taking a large gulp followed by a deep sigh.
As his arms finally freed you from his firm hold, you took a step forward, stooping down to retrieve your duffel bag by grasping its handle firmly in your hand once more. "I'm leaving. Bye," you said, walking at the edge of the ship where the ramp down is connected.
Sanji and Zoro had their eyes fixed on the two of you, but you paid no attention to their curious looks. Instead, you shifted your gaze towards the distant island, captivated by its allure. But suddenly, Luffy reached out and tenderly clasped your arm. "If you really want to go, then go. I won't stop you anymore. But please.. not now; it's too late. You can leave in the morning when there's light."
As you observed his hand gently enclosing his finger around your arm, you decided to shut your eyes and inhale deeply, attempting to regain control over your emotions. The overwhelming weight of guilt and anguish engulfing you, causing a constriction in your chest, making it difficult to breathe. Despite the discomfort, you summoned all your strength and forcefully pulled your arm away from his grasp. "Ugh! Fine," you boldly said, masking the guilt and hurt written all over your face with a fake sound of annoyance.
***
As the first rays of sunlight peered through the curtains, reminding you that you needed to prepare and leave the ship, you slowly opened your eyes and glanced at your watch, which read 6 a.m. You immediately stood up and made your way out of the room. To your surprise, both Sanji and Zoro were already wide awake, bustling around the deck, attending to their respective tasks. Meanwhile, descending the staircase with an air of elegance, Robin gracefully held a book in her hands. Catching sight of you, her face instantly lit up but then faded, and she swiftly made her way towards you, eager to engage in conversation.
As you patiently waited for her to approach near the ramp, you leaned against the railing and observed her graceful strides as she made her way towards you. With an eager expression on her face, she inquired, tightly holding the book close to her chest. "Are you really leaving (y/n)? Isn't it too sudden?"
Sudden? Yes, it is definitely sudden, but what can you do? You need to act fast. Time is not really your friend right now; after months from today, everyone will notice, as in each and every one. Given Strawhat's reputation, you can't just let your safety be at risk anymore. "I need to." You replied with a stern voice, trying to avoid her gaze as you turned your attention towards the island.
"Did you tell Luffy the reason?" She asked again, resting her free hand on the railing as well.
"No. He's too immature to understand the situation and my decision."
"Is it too personal to ask what the reason is?"
You nodded at her question. "I'm sorry I can't tell you, Robin. Even if I wanted to, I can't risk it. I'm really sorry."
"It's alright. I won't ask anymore then. But please, can you think it through more? Luffy will be devastated when he wakes up and you are gone."
"He's the one who said I can leave at first light. Besides, he'll be fine without me."
"I won't be so sure about that." As Zoro made his way past you and Robin, he interjected into the conversation. You took a quick glance at him, soaking in his own sweat, indicating that he had likely just completed an intense workout and was now making his way to the kitchen for breakfast.
"I agree with Swordsman-kun. Luffy might be jolly on the outside, but he is actually vulnerable, particularly when it comes to you. Plus, we love your company. We will miss you, you know. Especially your lullabies at night will surely be something we will long for."
"Yes, indeed. We will surely miss you, my dear (y/n). Your beauty and your voice are what make my days more delightful." Sanji emerged from the kitchen and stylishly descended the staircase, balancing a plate in his hand. On the plate were a pair of sandwiches expertly sliced diagonally and crafted into the shape of right triangles, a food that happened to be Robin's absolute favorite. With the utmost politeness, he extended the plate towards both you and Robin, offering the delectable food. Grateful for his thoughtful gesture, you and Robin each accepted one sandwich, expressing your gratitude to Sanji. You said thank you, while Robin just gave him a smile. In response, Sanji simply nodded and reciprocated your smile, his eyes gleaming with warmth and satisfaction.
"I.." You stutter, thinking of what you say.
From afar, you heard Zoro mumble something as he scorned at Sanji's sweet words at you. "Oi Curly brows! Isn't it too early to flirt? Can't you do anything useful? Like, make me my breakfast?" He then yelled at Sanji, antagonizing him more.
"What did you just say, Mosshead?!" Sanji's expression swiftly transformed into one of anger, his face gradually shifting towards Zoro, who stood at the bottom of the staircase. Sanji ran towards Zoro, and they engaged in a constant, never-ending exchange of heated arguments and disagreements, completely oblivious to your presence as they continued their ongoing bickering.
"As I was saying, we will truly miss you," Turning your focus again on Robin, who held your hand.
"I will miss you guys too. But someday you'll understand why I had to leave." As Robin took in your response, she nodded in agreement, a deep sense of emotion overwhelming her to the point where tears began to well up in her eyes. It was as if the weight of the moment was too much for her to bear, and as you observed her reaction, you too felt the familiar sting of tears threatening to escape. The connection between the two of you was so profound that the intensity of the moment became almost tangible.
"Aren't you going to wait for the others to wake up? Nami and Chopper would be really, really sad." Changing the subject, Robin asked, taking a bite on her sandwich.
Taking a bite of yours as well, you savored the taste of Sanji's creation, realizing that it would be the last time that you would taste his food. "No. It's better this way. Less drama. Just tell them that I'll miss them, and maybe after five years, if you had the chance to turn your ship around and board here again, on this island, maybe I'd come say hi or join you on your adventure again, let's say for a month or two."
Robin nodded as per your request. "Of course. We would love that." Looking at her, you couldn't resist the overwhelming urge to embrace her with all your might, tightly enveloping her in your arms. She's like your big sister; you will surely miss your talks and the stories she tells you about the books she has read. She hugged you back, and sniffles were heard. You gently released her from your hug.
You stood up straight, adjusted your backpack, and picked up your duffel bag. "Alright then! Off I go. Thank you for your kindness." You jumped off the ramp.
Finally disembarking on the Thousand Sunny, you turned your face back at them. You couldn't help but cast one last glance at your friends. Robin, Sanji, and Zoro were all standing in a neat line along the railing, waving you goodbye.
As you took a few more steps forward, with your torso directed towards them, a surge of emotions overwhelmed you, causing tears to gently cascade down your face. "Bye! Take care, guys!" You waved back at them. It was fortunate that you had already covered some distance, allowing you a moment of solace to process the intensity of your feelings.
Robin was silently shedding tears.
Sanji, who was bawling his eyes out, yelled you sweet reminders. "Take care, my dear (y/n)! Make sure you eat three times a day, fruits and vegetables! Okay? We will miss you!"
Meanwhile, Zoro just gave you a quick good-bye. "Oi! Break a leg!" He shouted.
As they bid their farewells, you found yourself caught between tears and laughter, unable to control the mixture of emotions overwhelming you. The familiar banter between Zoro and Sanji erupted once more, filling the air with their playful arguments.
However, your pacing abruptly halted as your eyes caught sight of Luffy emerging from behind Zoro. He didn't utter a single word; even a wave of good-bye was not on the cards. He just stared, pouting his lips, holding back tears. His usual happy demeanor remained suppressed, unable to make an appearance.
You dropped the duffel bag you were carrying and immediately covered your mouth with both hands and shaped them into a perfect circle. You yelled on top of your lungs, "Goodbye, Luffy! Thank you for everything! I hope you become King of the Pirates someday!"
Luffy reached a point where he could no longer suppress his overwhelming emotions, causing tears to cascade down his face uncontrollably. Tears continued to flow on your cheeks as well, like a leaking faucet, your vision became hazy and the image of those around him started to blur, yet amidst the blurriness, one could still make out the sight of Luffy shedding tears. His cheeks turned a shade of crimson, and his nose became adorned with traces of snot, which he wiped away hastily using his arms. Sensing his distress, Robin approached Luffy, extending a comforting hand to gently stroke his back, offering solace in the midst of his overflowing sadness.
"Bye everyone! I hope to see you all again!" As you bid them farewell with a grand wave, another batch of gentle stream of tears trickled down your face, causing a soft chuckle to escape your lips. As you uttered your last goodbye, you ceased walking backwards and spun around.
As soon as you twirled around, clutching tightly on your bags, you were overcome with intense sadness and started to sob uncontrollably. Your eyes were swollen and your nose was red from all the tears. It took a minute or two for you to regain your composure as you kept walking, and you used a clean towel to wipe away the evidence of your emotional outburst. From a distance, the vibrant town on the island came into view.
"Alright! This is where I'm going to raise you," With a bright and joyful tone, you exclaimed while gently placing your hand on your stomach.
***
[after five years on the same island]
"Mama! The pirates are here!" A young boy, full of energy, forcefully swung the door open, his feet in an open stance. He released a loud and enthusiastic voice filled with uncontrollable excitement and unmeasurable joy.
"Really? Which one?" You gazed at him with a sense of curiosity, your eyes filled with intrigue as you couldn't help but wonder about the thoughts running through his mind. A genuine smile formed on your face, radiating warmth and joy, as you looked into his familiar eyes with a sweet and tender expression.
"Uhh? I don't know, but they say these pirates are really, really famous. They even say they're legends! People are gathering at the dock waiting for them to come out." While he kept talking, his face took on a perplexed expression, signaling that he had momentarily become clueless about the pirates he was talking about. Nevertheless, his excitement remained steadfast.
"Wow! They must be really famous," you answered in awe as you continued to sew.
"Oh yeah! And I even heard the people say 'The King of the Pirates is here!' and the ran so fast!" Imitating the people's voice and enacting their run. You stopped what you were doing and immediately stood up.
You were stunned and, at the same time, ecstatic hearing those words, 'The King of the Pirates'.
They really did come back after five years. You thought, as a broad smile was automatically formed on your lips.
Curious about your reaction, he walked towards you. "Oh mama, do you know them? Are you friends with them?" He asked, and you nodded with a smile in response.
"Really?! Are we going to see them?" he exclaimed in excitement.
You paused for awhile as you thought carefully.
Is it time? Is it safe? Will they even remember me? Will he recognize me? Crap, he's so bad at remembering faces. He might not know me at all. But the other's could recognize me, right? Thoughts of worry and uncertainty flooded your mind. "Why am I nervous? What should I say? Should I bring something? What do I do?" Little did you know, you unconsciously uttered the words in your head. You paced frantically back and forth, both hands covering your face.
You were snapped back to your consciousness when your little boy tugged at your skirt flowing below your knee. "Mama?"
"Huh?" You answered, still lightly dazed by your own thoughts.
"Are you okay, Mama?" he asked again with sparkles in his eyes.
"Uh-huh." You nodded in response as you gazed down at him.
"Are you really okay, Mama? You were talking to yourself." A tint of worry and curiosity beamed at his face while his brows twirled a little in confusion.
"Oh? Did I?"
"Uh-huh," he said while nodding his head. You smiled at your little boy, carried him, and hugged him tightly. "I'm okay! I'm just happy!"
Breaking the tight embrace, he leaned away, his hands on your chest and your arms wrapped around his lower body, supporting his weight. He looked innocently confused. "Don't worry, Mama is okay." You assured him.
Both of you had wide bright smiles plastered across your faces, stretching from ear to ear. You planted a gentle kiss on his lips, which resulted in both of you breaking out into a fit of giggles.
Oh heavens. He looks just like you. You happily thought.
"Come on, Iñaki. Let's buy some ingredients; we need to cook a lot of meat." You put him down. He yelled in pure excitement. Hopping and giggling as he ran to the door. "Oh yeah! Meat, meat, meat!"
***
"Iñaki! Stop running! Stay where I can see you!" You yelled randomly as you tilted your chin up, looking for him.
"I'm here, Mama! I just saw a raccoon dog. I want to chase it!" He shouted back at you.
"What?!" You didn't hear his words clearly. Following his voice with your eyes, you finally see him running and slipping to people popping and gliding, and suddenly, on the wrong single step, he was bumped into a tall blonde man carrying bags of goods and then tripped because of the impact. "Oh no! Iñaki!" You shouted and turned your face to the vendor. "I'm sorry, can I leave this for a while? I'll just pick up my boy."
"Oh sure! Give it here. Go on, I'll look after your goods." You smiled at the lady and quickly rushed towards your son.
As you glanced over, you noticed your young son sprawled on the ground, a small abrasion marking his knee. Despite the dirt that coated the wound, you could see tiny droplets of blood trickling out, staining his skin. "Oh, Iñaki, I told you not to run. Didn't I?"
"I'm sorry, Mama. I'm sorry, mister." He lowered his head and apologized.
"It's okay. Aside from your knee, where does it hurt?" He shook his head in response. You gently held both his armpits to help him stand up. As you tapped away the dirt from your little boy's body, you let out a worried sigh.
You spoke to the man without looking. "I'm so sorry, mister. He didn't mean to bump into you. He's just an active little kid. He can't complete his day without making a mess." Standing up, you bow your head, and your son quickly does the same. "We're really sorry. If there's any damage to your goods, we'll be happy to buy a replacement."
"Oh no. It's alright, miss. It's my fault anyway; I wasn't looking where I was going properly. Are you okay, kid?" the blond man asked. "Yes, mister. There is nothing my mama's boo-boo kiss can't fix." Your son replied with confidence.
The man chuckled in amusement. "Really?" Despite feeling a slight sense of embarrassment, you didn't let it bother you. In fact, your heart was filled with warmth as you observed your son's radiant smile directed at the man. With your little one securely cradled on your hip, you shifted your focus towards the individual before you.
"Sanji?!"
"(y/)?!" You both yelled in unison.
The man with blond hair who stood before you was none other than Sanji. From a distance, he may have appeared unfamiliar due to his slightly longer locks, but his trademark twirly brow and mesmerizing ocean blue eyes gave him away.
The sight of you left him extremely startled, perhaps even more so due to the little one repeatedly referring to you as mama. "Wow (y/n), I didn't recognize you at all. You look more beautiful than ever, my dear." You felt a rush of warmth spreading across your cheeks as he showered you with compliments.
Initially, he was on the verge of hugging you, but then something diverted your attention. As Sanji stood in front of you, there appeared an attractive woman with vibrant orange hair and an alluringly curvaceous figure, eagerly gesturing towards you by waving her hands forward.
"(Y/n)! I know it was you! I missed you! I missed you so much! Why the hell did you leave? You didn't even care to say goodbye, silly woman! We really missed you a ton!" Nami, unaware that you were holding your son, tightly embraces both you and your child. Tears stream down her cheeks as she pours out her emotions, expressing how deeply the crew longed for your presence and the soothing melodies you used to sing to them every night.
As Nami tightly held you and your son in her arms, your little boy started to feel increasingly uneasy and struggled to catch his breath due to the tightness of the embrace.
"Alright, Nami-swan. You got to take it easy. You're squeezing the kid," Sanji uttered in concern.
"What kid?" She asked, loosening her embrace and looking from left to right until her gaze was focused on your son, curled around your waist, holding you tightly, and pulling your shirt closer to him to the point that you were slightly showing your cleavage.
Meanwhile, Sanji's eyes widened and his cheeks flushed at the sight of you, quickly averting his eyes somewhere else while tilting his head up, restraining himself to have a nosebleed. You chuckled at his reaction. Oh Sanji, still a perv, I see. You thought sillily.
"Uhm?" Looking back at Nami, that's all you muttered, unable to put the words in your mouth. You adjust your hold to your son. "Don't tell me," Nami squealed, covering her mouth with both of her hands.
"Well... yeah..." You attempted to explain, but then that's all you could say. You surely know that they already know what you mean. The boy has been calling you Mama. What's not to get? Right?
Your son clenched your shirt again. "Mama, my boo-boo hurts." You looked at your little boy, and you saw a pearl of tears drop into his cheeks. You gently wiped it and placed a kiss on his forehead. "Alright. Mama's going to get you cleaned up, and we're going to treat your wound at home, and then I'll kiss your boo-boo goodbye, okay? So don't cry. Hmm. You're a big boy, right?" You spoke in a very gentle voice. Your little boy nodded and hid his face on the side of your chest.
"Aww. Come (y/n), we'll treat his wound on the Sunny." Nami suggested feeling warmed at sight of you and your son's interaction.
"Oh no. It's okay. I'll just go treat his wound at home." You declined, giving her a smile.
"Home? Nu-uh. We're not going to let you go again. Come with us to Sunny." She insisted, placing her hands on her hips.
"We would, but I need to clean him up and change his clothes, plus we're not done shopping."
"Fine. Sanji and I will accompany you to your house and then help you buy the remaining goods you need, and then we four are going back to Sunny."
You found it impossible to refuse, not just because Nami had a commanding presence, but also because deep down, you yearned to reunite with them as well. The longing for their company had become unbearable, especially after being separated for such an extended period of five years, during which you could only catch glimpses of them through newspaper articles and wanted posters of their bounties. But most of all, you want to finally introduce your little boy to them.
Everything has changed since Luffy became the King of the Pirates. The war between the pirates and Marines gradually subsided as people saw Luffy as a beacon of hope, courage, and strength, and a lot of people admired him for that. So you thought that letting the two meet was now safe, without any worry. Though you need to make sure that the information about your son is only for your closest circle just to be safe; bandits, bounty hunters, and assassins are still lurking everywhere anyway.
As you made your way back to your house, you were completely oblivious to the fact that your little boy had dozed off and was now peacefully slumbering on your shoulders. Noticing a small trail of drool escaping from his lips, you quickly reached for his shirt and gently wiped it away. It pained you to see him in discomfort, awhile ago he kept on whispering to you about the stinging sensation of his wound. In an attempt to hide his tears, he silently cried in your embrace, determined not to let anyone witness his vulnerability.
"Poor kid, what happened?" Nami asked beside you, who was looking intently at your son's face, which was buried in your neck.
"He accidentally bumped into Sanji and tripped. Don't worry, he'll be fine. He must be tired from all the running he did at the market," you said as you opened the low gate made of wood. Nami's eyes narrowed with intense anger as she listened to the explanation behind your son's injury, directing her gaze towards Sanji. "It was an accident. I'm sorry." Sanji spoke in defeat. You chuckled at them.
As you made your way onto the porch, they followed closely behind. Adjusting Iñaki's position in your arms, you reached into your sling bag with your left hand, searching for the keys to open the door. However, before you could proceed, Sanji halted you with a gesture, indicating that he wanted to hold Iñaki. Despite your attempt to pass your son to him, Iñaki let out a small whine, clearly reluctant to be separated from you. With an apologetic smile directed towards Sanji, you realized that Nami had stepped forward and taken Iñaki into her own arms. At first, he continued to whimper, but soon settled down as he nestled against Nami's chest, finding comfort in the crumpled fabric of her shirt near her collarbone. Grateful for Nami's intervention, you warmly smiled at her. Although your back was aching, you chose to endure the discomfort because your love for your son was paramount, and you never wanted to make him feel uneasy.
You rustled your bag a little and then finally found the keys for the main door. You inserted the key and twisted the knob open. "We're here," you said, opening the door widely. "Sorry about the mess; I was doing some costume sewing for the year's festival. And you know, the toys... the kid." You immediately picked up the variety of toys scattered on the floor, putting them in a heap on your arms. You went near the storage cabinet and threw the toys in the basket where they belonged.
After that, quickly fold the fabrics and unfinished costume lying on the sofa and place them on the sewing machine's table. You tapped Nami's back and gestured for her to sit on the couch while Sanji headed to the kitchen to place your bought goods on the refrigerator and overhead cabinet. You didn't attempt to stop him; you know he knew what he was doing. After all, he was the chef of the Strawhats and the most organized man in the kitchen you knew.
You told Nami that you were going to prepare a bath for your son, and she nodded in response as she stroked the tangled, wavy hair of your boy, which was wetted and dried by his tears.
After giving Iñaki a bath, he went to sleep again. He must be really tired and hurt; you saw his knee. It was bruised and scraped; it must sting a lot. Even though it happens a lot since he was really a stubborn kid, just like his father, you still worry. Thankfully, Nami kindly offered to take care of your son, providing you with some peace of mind. With that settled, you and Sanji made your way back to the market in order to acquire the remaining ingredients on your shopping list.
You were planning to cook them your version of Adobo, a famous dish from your hometown where pork is marinated in soy sauce and vinegar and stewed until the meat melts in your mouth. Throughout your talk, Sanji attentively listened to your recipe and never made you feel inferior, despite being highly regarded as one of the most exceptional chefs, particularly in East Blue.
Sanji encouraged you to cook the dish on the Sunny. Initially, you were hesitant about accepting his offer, but his relentless persuasion and insistence on being taught how to cook the dish led you to eventually give in and agree. Additionally, you saw this as an opportunity to bond with him and expand your culinary repertoire. Ever since you became a mother, you never imagined yourself being a good cook—not the greatest, but a good cook that can wow people dear to you. Over the past five years, you have had plenty of opportunities to hone your cooking skills, as your little boy has eagerly sampled every savory dish and dessert you have prepared.
***
"Is this little angel the reason you left the ship?" Nami asked out of the blue. You looked at her; she was looking at Iñaki's sleeping face resting on her chest. The three of you are walking slowly, savoring the moment of catching up with stories and tales of their journey in the New World. The atmosphere was filled with a delightful ambiance as each of you recounted your unique experiences, all while being cautious not to disturb Iñaki's tranquil rest.
As you responded to Nami with nod and smile, a sense of relief washed over you. Shifting the basket you had been carrying from your right hand to your left, you gently reached out with your right hand to brush aside the wavy strands of hair that covered your son's eye. The three of you continued on your way, with Nami by your side on the left and Sanji on the right. Walking in close proximity, you could feel the warmth and happiness in your heart as you all approached the location where Sunny is docked. Sanji quickened his pace slightly, overtaking you with a purposeful stride. In an instant, he carefully prepared and stabilized the ramp, ensuring a safe and smooth transition for all of you to step onto.
It's 4:30 in the afternoon, and the radiant sun still shines brightly in the sky, but its descent towards the horizon signifies that darkness will soon engulf the surroundings. Surprisingly, it was quiet, with only faint murmurs floating in the air, but not as loud as you remembered. Uncertainty fills your mind as you contemplate what lies ahead, unsure of how the Strawhat Pirates will respond to this long-awaited reunion. Even you yourself can't believe that after an arduous five-year separation, you'll be seeing them again.
The incline of the ramps was not overly steep, allowing you to feel a sense of relief as you decided to let Nami and your young boy proceed ahead of you. With cautious steps, you followed closely behind, ensuring their safety. Finally, it was Sanji who made his way onto the ship, being the last to join the group. Stepping foot onto the grassy deck, a wave of mixed emotions washed over you as you were greeted by the familiar faces. It was difficult to discern whether their expressions conveyed happiness or something entirely different.
You sighed in relief when they all shouted in unison. "(Y/n)?!" It was Chopper, Ussop, and Franky. They were playing some kind of puzzle. They all teared up walking towards you, bursting into tears like kids. Nami was fast enough to cover Iñaki's ears. Thank goodness he didn't wake up; he'd be cranky if he didn't get his full sleep. Nami mouthed you that she's going to take Iñaki to their bedroom. You nodded and said thank you as you peered at the side Franky's arm which was blocking your view. Too busy with their cries, they didn't even noticed Iñaki's presence.
You hugged them back, resting your head on them. Tearing a little, you sniffed and smiled at them as they loosen their embrace to you.
"It's really you," Ussop said as he wiped his cheeks, smiling.
"Waaah! Why did you leave us, sister?" Franky wept. You chuckled at the sight of him.
Some things never change. You thought.
Chopper, on the other hand, was clinging onto your legs. You picked him up and hugged him properly. "We missed you so much (y/n)," he said in between sobs.
"I know. I missed you guys too," you said as you wiped your own tears.
Suddenly, your attention was caught by a familiar voice. "Keep it down, will ya?" Zoro said while holding one of his sword's collars while adjusting the band on his hips. "Oh, (y/n). It's you." Keeping a stern face, he then gave you a nod and smirk. "Long time no see Zoro," you replied. You were a little stunned to see the scar in his left eye, which you only had the opportunity to see in his bounty poster. But then, he still looks like the dumb, lost Marimo you knew back then, just more muscular and bigger.
From the other side of the ship, you heard a door opening and closing. You turned your head, and you saw Robin, shocked at the sight of you. You both ran to each other, meeting in the middle. You hugged her tightly as you swayed your body from left to right. You were so happy with no words to describe. "Welcome back to Sunny, (y/n). We missed you," Robin said, hugging you gently. You didn't utter a word; you just hugged her a little longer. As you both loosen the hug, she asks you, "How are you? You look... amazing. I almost didn't recognize you."
"I know, I know. I look different." You chuckled at her sentiment and lightly smacked her arm. "You still look amazing, Robin," you said with a genuine smile.
You can't blame them for thinking that way. Your wardrobe wasn't exactly as womanly as when they first met you years ago, compared to now. Way back when, you only wore pants and loose shirts that hid the figure of your body, topped with a baseball cap on your head and a ponytail that tied your wavy hair. Now, you wear low necks, sleeveless shirts, flowy skirts, dresses, and even let your long black wavy hair fall, reaching down your waist, while you tie a plain bandana around your head. If you compare a side-by-side image of your old self five years ago with the new you, everyone would really be stunned.
You wrapped your arms around Robin's, just like you used to. All of you head to the kitchen. Ussop opened the door, and you all saw Sanji already preparing for dinner. "Isn't it too early to prep the food?" You asked as you and Robin entered the room. "Oh, we're having a feast, so I need to prep all of this," he said while hovering his hand above all the ingredients on the table.
"Feast? For what? What's the occasion? The town festival is still one week from now." You asked genuinely.
"For you!" They all sang in chorus as they looked at you.
"For me?" You were perplexed at their words.
"Yes!" Chopper said as he hopped on the table. "We were waiting for you."
"You're waiting for me?" You asked again, looking at Robin.
"Didn't you say that if we go back here after five years, you'll join us again?" Robin said as she smiled at you.
"Oh..." you replied as you realized that you really did say that. You just nodded your head and gave them a broad smile.
"Luffy's going to lose his mind if he sees you again. Oh man, I want to see his face when you two meet again. He'll probably cry." Ussop and Chopper looked at each other with silly grins and laughed. After that, he took a sack of rice and handed it to Sanji. Wow, even the scaredy cat Ussop has muscles now. Well, I'll be damned. You goofily thought.
Your thoughts shifted back to Luffy. Yes, him. The father of your child.
"Where is he?" You asked as you removed your arms, clinging to Robin, and proceeded to help Sanji. You went to the counter and took a small knife. You grabbed a washed potato and started peeling it.
"He's been too excited to come back here, he planned to stay awake but then after lunch he dozed off. He's probably still asleep right now. Hah! Like father like son, I suppose," Sanji blurted out as he let out a chuckle while sorting the vegetables for the specific dish.
"Son? What son? Where?" Ussop asked. They all looked at you.
"You have a son?" Franky asked too, as he sat beside Robin.
"You're a mom?!" Chopper asked as well, in a much more shocked tone.
"Hehe. Yeah." You scratched the back of your head and caught a glimpse of Robin looking at you with a smile. "You knew?" You muttered, directly asking her.
"Yes, of course. I had my suspicion, but it was too personal to ask," Robin leaned forward, supporting her chin with both hands, her elbows comfortably resting on the table. You were left speechless, uncertain of how to respond. You didn't lie, but you weren't honest either; it's just that your decision was the best at that time.
Breaking the silence, Robin spoke again. "Is he with Nami? Can we go see him?"
"Sure! But... he's might still be sleeping. Just don't wake him up; he gets cranky when you disturb his sleep," you said as you put the peeled potato on the bowl.
"Just like someone we know." Ussop teased. Your cheek slightly flushed from his tease, therefore you picked up a couple of potato peels and threw it at him. The room was filled with laughter.
They all stood up and gathered at the door. "And, oh Chopper, could you please treat his wound with some of your ointment? I don't have the ointments you have, his knee was bruised and scraped a little... Thank you." You looked at Chopper, who was still sitting at the table. He immediately stood up and hopped off the table. He gave you a nod. They waved at you, and you waved back as they vanished behind the kitchen door, leaving it ajar.
Silence hugged the room again. You and Sanji were left in the room, busy peeling and sorting the ingredients. "So? How is he?" You asked to break the silence.
"Luffy? Well, he's doing good. Aside from being King of the Pirates." You were finished peeling the potatoes, and you proceeded to take a bowl of washed carrots. You looked at Sanji again, waiting for him to continue. "But, after you left, he was really a mess. He deeply missed you, you know." Sanji stopped what he was doing and turned his gaze on you. You frowned at what he said; you never meant to leave him, to hurt him. But it was the only way to keep you and your baby safe, given that around that time, the Strawhats were hot on the Marines and the rest of the world.
You cleared your throat and changed the subject. "Well, how was his relationship with Boa? I read the newspapers. That pirate empress was really head over heels for Luffy." Sanji's eyes turn into hearts at the mere mention of the most beautiful warlord of the sea.
Boa Hancock. It was her, the one that you know Luffy likes, not you. Though something happened between you two once, you can't remove the thought that he and Boa did it too, maybe more times than you can think of. She is known for her striking physical features. She is tall and slender with long, dark hair that falls past her waist. Her most notable features are her stunning violet eyes and her captivating, almost ethereal beauty. She often wears revealing clothing, which emphasizes her graceful and alluring figure. She can definitely get any man he likes with just a snap of her fingers—literally.
Sanji waved his hand in front of your face, and you pulled back. "Don't worry about her. Even if she flirts with Luffy often, he won't bite. He's too young for her, anyway." You tilted your head, and Sanji continued to talk. "And besides, he has set his eyes on someone; he's been waiting for her, and that we know and are sure of."
Ouch. So, he already has someone else. I see. You jealously thought.
You didn't know learning that Luffy already has someone else would hurt this much. You know you left things undiscussed and messy between the two of you, but still, after all those years, you still hoped that he could still feel the same as he did before. Just like you do now, you can't deny that you still love him. That much is true, given that every day you wake up and go to bed, you see a carbon copy of him, your little angel. You see Luffy in Iñaki in every single way. The way they both craved and drooled for meat. The way they sleep carelessly. The way they smile at you and laugh at the sight of something amazing, even the smallest things, like bugs and trinkets. They pout if they want something, and you don't give it to them. They cling close to you when you start strumming your guitar. The way they close their eyes as they fall asleep on your lullaby. The warmth of the way Luffy embraces you is the same as how your son showers you with his hugs and kisses. They're too much alike for you to forget about him despite the five agonizing years of longing for him, for his presence, for his touch.
As you diligently continued to peel the vegetables, your mind couldn't help but wander. Taking a momentary break, you stole a quick glance outside from the door ajar. The sun was beginning its descent, casting a warm golden glow that hinted at the imminent arrival of dusk. It must've probably been an hour since you helped and talked with Sanji.
You stood up and took the ingredients for your adobo and placed them on the nook. You and Sanji continued to talk; the conversation went from you and your son to your life on the island, then changed to cooking. You were ecstatic when you both talked about food; you really enjoyed his techniques and advice on cooking. You even took a pen and paper and jotted down all the necessary information.
You and Sanji started cooking, and the aroma of the dishes filled the kitchen. It was still a shock to you that you were teaching Sanji how to cook adobo, and he was listening and taking down notes as well. It's a good thing that you have already mastered this dish; you can say that you can cook it perfectly, which boosts your confidence. He nods as you explain the process and techniques you learned from those five years of cooking practice. When he took a spoon and a serving spoon, you were nervous about what his reaction would be when he finally tasted your cooking.
"Hmm. Interesting. Wow! It's so good. Like really good, (y/n) dear." Nodding, he said those words with sparkle in his ocean eyes. You sighed in relief as you touched your chest. You were too nervous to the point that you didn't breathe as the spoon reached his mouth. "Really? You mean it?" You still asked, scared that he might just be saying it's good just to let you feel okay.
"Yes! It's really deli-." He was halted mid-sentence when the door flung open wide. It was Iñaki, crying 'Mama' while sniffing the air. His eyes half open, he picked up the trail of your dish's aroma and found himself clinging to your legs and tugging on your skirt. Before anything else, you lowered the fire on the stove, passed the wooden spoon to Sanji, and then turned your attention to your crying baby boy.
"Come here," you said in a soothing voice as you picked him up. Carefully, you positioned him against your right side, offering him comforting support. "What's wrong? Hmm?" you inquired softly, your touch wiping away the tears streaming down his cheeks and your thumb caressing the delicate skin beneath his eyes.
"I woke up when I smelled something delicious (hicc), but when I opened my eyes, you weren't there (hicc) beside me. There were a bunch of weird people looking at me, so I ran away and followed the smell." He continued to explain in between sobs.
You and Sanji just chuckled, genuinely amused by your son's keen smell when it comes to food, especially meat. "There's no doubt who his father is," Sanji teased as he continued stirring the pot. You flicked his arm as you hugged your little boy tightly, giving Sanji a pout.
Minutes later, all of the Strawhats appeared on the door except for Luffy and the others you haven't met yet. Panting and panicking, they stood beside the door, covered in sweat. "There you are! We've been looking all over for you," Nami said in between her breaths. All of them entered the room and sat on their respective chairs.
"Is that meat, Sanji? Can we eat now? I'm so hungry." There he is, the King of the Pirates, Monkey D. Luffy, the father of your child. His carefree demeanor never ceases to amaze you. He absentmindedly scratches his belly while his bed hair cascades in disarray. His slightly rugged appearance is accentuated by the stubble of his beard and mustache, giving him an air of charming messiness. The enticing scent of the delectable dishes prepared by you and Sanji wafts through the air. Luffy's senses are momentarily captivated, causing his mouth to drool with his eyes half-opened.
As soon as your eyes landed on him, a radiant smile effortlessly graced your lips, and an overwhelming surge of happiness caused your eyes to well up with tears. For what felt like an eternity, you had been consumed by thoughts of him, enduring countless nights soaked in tears as your heart ached for his presence. And now, in this surreal moment, he stood mere inches away from you, his very essence filling the air around you. The surge of emotions tugged at your being, leaving you uncertain of how to act or what words to utter. Yet, amidst the whirlwind of feelings, you settle on saying the same thing as when you first met him.
"Hi-ya, Luffy!" You greeted him as you waved your hand at him, giving him the brightest smile you could give. He squinted his eyes, looking intently at you and trying his best to remember you as he tilted his head to the side.
"Who are you?" He asked, his tone filled with innocence. "Are you Sanji's... girlfriend?" he continued. The crew gave quick glances at each other as they giggled at his response. "Hah! I wish," Sanji commented as he poured another batch of vegetables into the dish he was cooking. Sanji received another smack from you.
Ussop rose from his seat and walked to stand beside you. He removed your bandana and gently pulled your wavy hair up, just like you used to. "How about now?" Ussop uttered, hoping that Luffy would finally realize that it was you.
With a sudden jolt, his eyes snapped open as he finally recognized your face. "(y/n)?! Wha-" Around you, the crew exchanged side glances and devious smiles, silently observing the unfolding scene in front of them. For a fleeting moment, he nervously nibbled on his quivering lip, his gaze fixed on you. The room was filled with palpable tension as everyone watched his adorable reaction, his cheeks flushing crimson like a ripe tomato and his eyes shimmering with unshed tears. The silence stretched on, with each passing second amplifying the intensity of the moment. It was evident that he couldn't help but notice the small child nestled in your arms, your little boy's innocent eyes reflecting confusion as he observed the the man beside the door.
Luffy quickly turned his back on you as he stormed out of the room, slamming the door. You can see and feel that he slumped his body, as you heard a loud thud just behind the door. Ignoring the curious glances exchanged by the rest of the crew, you immediately walked to the door with your son still cradled at your side. You tried taking a peek at him on the glass panel. You even caught a sight of Zoro approaching the kitchen.
You knocked on the door as many times as you remember. Peering below the door, you noticed Zoro engaged in conversation with Luffy, their words slightly distorted due to the room's acoustics.
After witnessing the soundless communication between Zoro and Luffy through the glass panel, the door before you was eventually unlocked. Gradually lowering your son to the ground, his tiny hands still grasping onto your skirt, you exhaled a heavy sigh of relief as you cautiously swung the door open. You were finally face-to-face with Luffy, sobbing like a child, like how your son sobbed just a couple of minutes ago.
As you swung the door widely open, you let yourself see the entirety of him. He's quite taller than you now. You instinctively tilted your head to catch a glimpse of his face concealed beneath his outstretched limbs, which he awkwardly used to shield his tear-stained face.
In that tender moment, you couldn't help but let slip a whispered jest remark to the man in front of you. "Hmm. 'The King of the Pirates' they say, but still cries like a baby," you mumbled, smiling.
A gentle chuckle escaped his lips, causing an instant surge of warmth to flood your heart. Without hesitation, you tenderly slid your hand beneath his outstretched arms, delicately reaching for his cheek. "Oh, Luffy, come here," you softly urged him toward you as you leaned closer as well. Gradually, he released his arms from their positions, allowing his face to be revealed once more. And there it was—his captivating visage, adorned with shimmering dark gray eyes—that you gazed upon affectionately. As your eyes locked with his, a wave of emotion washed over him, transforming his lips into a radiant smile that stretched from ear to ear. Simultaneously, his eyes instinctively closed, releasing an outpouring of tears that gracefully traced their way down his cheeks.
You gently placed both of your palms on his cheeks, relishing in the sensation of warmth that spread through your heart. Slowly, your hands moved up to his nape, prompting you to stand on your tiptoes as you closed the gap between you, enveloping him in a loving and secure embrace. Sensing your closeness, he delicately wrapped his hand around your waist, pulling you even closer to him.
Both of you ignored the others, who were all witnessing the profound and affectionate atmosphere that filled the room. Every sensation brought by his touch, his scent, the heat radiating from his body, and the solace of his comforting embrace were savored by you. You wished for the moment to last indefinitely, yearning for your family to stay close forever. "I.. (hicc) missed you so much (y/n)... please don't... (hicc) leave me again." he tenderly whispered in your ear as he tighten his embrace. The intensity of your longing for him was overwhelming, causing tears to finally escape your eyes. You sought solace by burying your head in the crook of his neck, gently stroking the hair at the base.
Meanwhile, a sudden tug at your skirt was repeatedly done by your little boy as he said something that you and Luffy caught off guard. "Mama, me too! Me too! Hug me too!" You both turn your gazes to the angel that slipped in between you two, putting his hand up, gesturing that you carry him and hug him too. which you immediately did.
Moving away from Luffy, you created some distance between yourself and him, making sure to hold Iñaki securely in your arms. You allowed Luffy a moment to truly observe Iñaki, taking in every detail. As you regained control of your emotions, you gently wiped away the tears that had streamed down your face. Luffy, on the other hand, seemed nonchalant as he casually wiped his own tears and cleared his runny nose.
You cleared your throat and adjusted your little boy to a much more comfortable position. As you began introducing your son, you gazed at your little boy's sweet face and smiled. "Iñaki, this is Monkey D. Luffy, the King of the Pirates, and... your... uhhm..."
"My father, I know." Iñaki's unwavering gaze remained fixed on his father, causing both you and Luffy to be utterly taken aback by the words that escaped your son's lips. The shock of the situation rendered you slightly flushed, as you had no inkling that he had already discovered the truth. How did he know? When? Who told him? You curiously thought.
On the other hand, Luffy's face turned deeply red as his eyes widened in disbelief. The revelation was so unexpected that it jolted him awake from his hazy thoughts. He was so not prepared to learn that in those five years, he had given you a son. However, as the introductions had not yet reached their conclusion, you resolved to carry on with the conversation. "And... Luffy, this is Iñaki, your son." You beamed a smile at him.
There you go; he's really on the edge of passing out. It was red awhile ago, but now it's pale. Looking back and forth to you, to Iñaki, even to his crew, looking for answers, he was greeted with chuckles at the back. Your son suddenly realized what you just said. "Wait, Mama. He's my dad? I thought he had white hair?" You all laughed at his question. He must be referring to Luffy's recent bounty poster, him as the Sun God. A thought sprung into your mind. Ahhh. He must've caught me always staring at Luffy's bounty poster whenever I see one.
Hovering Luffy's hand in the air, he said, "Wait. Wait. Wait. I have a son?!" he yelled in perplexity. "When did I have a son? I could have a son. What? When? How is that possible?" He continued to mutter nonsense. Zoro, who was just behind the door, laughed out loud with hands on his stomach, and the other crew members joined the hysterics as well.
Nami walked towards Luffy and smacked the hell out of him. "Iñaki is your son, you moron! You and (y/n) made him, dimwit! Just like how your parents made you!" She gave him another smack, but Luffy was able to block it with his arm. You blushed at Nami's words.
Luffy turned his attention back to the both of you. He smiled with delight at the sight of you and your son in front of him. He gently slipped his fingers into your arms as you carried Iñaki and slowly took him from you as he held your little boy into his chest, raining him with kisses and tickles. "Hah! Can you believe it Zoro? I have a son." He playfully flashed Iñaki in front of Zoro, putting their face side by side. "Hah! And where's yours?" Luffy teased Zoro by nudging his elbow to his side. "Shut up!" Zoro exclaimed in annoyance.
After making fun of Zoro, Luffy averted his attention back to you while taking a step closer. "We have a lot of catching up to do, and you're gonna tell me everything. I mean everything," he said to you as he rested his forehead against yours, a gesture filled with tenderness. Softly, he placed a gentle kiss upon it, leaving a lingering feeling of affection. But before heading outside, his hand delicately caressed your cheek, and you leaned on it. He looked deep into the depths of your soul while his dark gray eyes spoke in volumes. He closed his eyes and planted a loving kiss on your lips. Sliding his hands, it travelled from your cheeks to your neck. You gasped at his gesture and slightly parted your lips, which he took advantage of to deepen the kiss.
The moment seemed to stretch out, as if time stood still. It felt like an eternity, engulfed in the warmth of his touch. Your focus was diverted when you noticed Ussop making a noise to clear his throat before speaking. "Ehem, the kid.. ehem.. is watching."
As you glanced over at your son, his face was filled with astonishment, his mouth agape, and his grip tight on Luffy's arm. Both of you found yourselves in an incredibly awkward and embarrassing situation. It wasn't just your son who witnessed this spectacle, but all the crew members present as well. You covered your mouth in embarrassment as your cheek flushed red.
Eventually, Luffy released his grasp on you and turned his attention towards the outside. He enthusiastically shouted, leading your son, who was cradled in his arms, as they burst out of the room.
They blissfully walked in the middle of the grass deck. Hopping, Luffy floating Iñaki in the air. Ussop, Chopper, and Franky joined the fun as well. Dancing through the happiness that echoes the ship. It was so infectious that you couldn't help but giggle as well.
Beside you, Nami rests her head on your shoulder, while Robin places his hand on your shoulder, which you gently hold. "Finally, we get to see Luffy genuinely happy again." Nami softly spoke as she watched them do childish things.
"Yes, it's been awhile since the ship was filled with laughter like this," Robin said as she leaned her head against yours. "We really hope that you will stay here with us for good," she added.
"Aww. I really missed this; you were the best thing that happened to Luffy. You know that, right?" Nami tilted her head to look at you.
"I wish that was true, but Sanji told me he already has someone he's been waiting for," you said in a sad tone as you watched your son and his father play.
Nami and Robin shifted their heads and looked at each other and then at you. "That someone was you! You dummy!" Nami flicked a finger on your arm as she giggled. "You really have no idea, do you?" Robin asked in a playful tone. You shook your head. "After that sweetness, and I don't know, the kiss awhile ago, you still think it wasn't you?" You shook your head again. Its the truth; you weren't aware; you don't even know what they are talking about. Yes, Luffy just kissed you, but that's how he is: affectionate and clingy. You really thought it was someone else, given that a lot of women have been linked to him and, worse, really admire him a lot to the point that they'll do anything for him.
"It was you! You silly woman! It was you all along!" Nami squealed in awe and happiness. Both of them hugged you again, and you held them close to you. They are like your sisters that you never had. You were so thankful that you met them.
The scene in front of you was like a beautiful picture that you will always remember—a special moment that showed how much love there is among the Strawhat pirates. In that moment, Luffy, the person you love, looked at you with so much happiness. He held your son in his arms and they start their special bond. Luffy waved at you in a playful way to show how happy he was. You couldn't help but be amazed by the joy you saw. Your heart felt so warm as you watched your son laugh and hug his father, who was making a funny face. You could feel the love between them and it made everyone showered with euphoria.
"Mama! Come here! Let's play!" Your son shouted with joy.
"Yeah! What he said! Come on! Let's play!" With a simple wave of his hand, he beckoned for you to come outside and join them. Overwhelmed with happiness, your only response was a heartfelt smile, accompanied by tears of joy that gracefully rolled down your face.
My son, my little angel, my Iñaki.
My love, my warm sun, my Luffy.
I am so glad and thankful that you brought your ship back here after five years.