hi guys, so this is the sequel! i wanna thank all the readers for your feedback. i very much appreciate it! was very unsure about the whole thing :)
so for those of you who haven't read ONE yet, links don't work with fanfiction, which sucks big time! but you can easily find it on my profile, so have a look there :)
LOVE
Looking down at her hand she still couldn't believe it. The shining of her ring and the hand that was holding hers, it all proved she was really here. With him. Leaning her back onto Mihawk's chest she sighed. Life was good.
'Something wrong, love?' He always called her this. And every time he did, Shanks felt like he was all she would ever need. In moments not as dreamy as those however she knew that she would always be the same fierce captain, her crew knew, loved and depended on. And cheeky, yes, she'd never lose that character trait.
'Mmhhh?' She slightly turned her head to look at him. 'I think the water is getting cold… I wanna get out…'
They had decided to spend their first evening in the spacious bathtub. Seeing how this was Mihawk's castle, everything was grand. Lingering on that thought she smiled to herself. Really everything about Mihawk was.
Mihawk rose and climbed out. When she was about to take the offered hand, Mihawk drew back and picked her up instead. She yelped, fearing to lose balance, but soon relaxed her body when she felt the steady support.
'What was that all about?' He kissed her frown. When had he gotten so playful? Shanks wiggled free, still a little mad for playing her. He leaned down and kissed her shoulder. Shanks froze. She was still not used to people touching her there, especially not with such intimacy. In their wedding night she had allowed him to see the scar for the first time.
'You better get used to that…' Mihawk turned her around and was serious again. 'You belong with me now, all of you.'
Call it caringly protective or creepily possessive, but in the end, this was the usual Dracule Mihawk. And he isn't a man to change easily.