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Luffy doesn’t know much about us after all, he chooses to not listen to our past.
Sanji thought, his arm hanging off the rail and his other arm taking out his cigarette from his lips. It was a cold night.
“Can I try?” a sudden voice to his left called out, shocking Sanji making him jump a little.
“Oi Luffy, you shouldn’t play with cigarettes.” scolded Sanji, putting his pointer finger on Luffy’s head slightly pushing forward.
“I’m not!” smacking Sanji’s hand off of his head.
“You know smoking is bad for you right? Just ask Chopper.” informed Sanji, his eyes closed shut with his head tilted downwards.
“Yeah I know, but I just wanna try! Please~”
A soft sigh could be heard, a misty cloud came out of his mouth and disappeared shortly after. “Don’t blame me if you get addicted.” he warned, giving the cigarette in his hand to Luffy.
“Alright, listen now how to do it so you don’t start coughin-“
He turned his head and wasn’t expecting Luffy to already having the cigarette in his mouth, and also wasn’t expecting him to nail it, almost perfectly.
“You smoke?” Sanji’s eyes were wide, surprised that such a childish person like Luffy even smoked. Or maybe he just managed to perfect it out of luck.
Luffy breathed out a mouthful of smoke, his tongue out showing disgust.
“No.”
“Did you used to smoke before?” Sanji broke it down to a full sentence, maybe thinking Luffy misunderstood him.
“No.”
“You knew how to handle a cigarette like it’s natural.” Sanji’s face clearly showing he’s confused, and a little impressed if this was his first time.
“Yeah, Dadan smoked a lot. I would watch her light it wondering what’s so cool about it.” he said back to Sanji, looking at the full moon.
“So you wanted to see why everybody liked to smoke so much?” assumed Sanji, he didn’t know Dadan but he could guess it was somebody close to him. He thought that wherever Luffy lived, smoking was probably regular to see.
“Yeah, still don’t get it. It tastes gross.” Luffy gave back the cigarette to Sanji, the taste of the bitter nicotine still last on his tongue. He yawned, stretching his arms high up.
“It’s late, you should go sleep.” advised Sanji, looking at the glistening sea. It sparkled beautifully.
“Mhm, goodnight Sanji.” replied back Luffy, who was already walking back to the Men’s quarters.
“Goodnight Luffy.” he squished the cigarette on the ash tray that lay on his right side, lighting his last cigarette for the night.
—but then again we don’t know much about him.