Hello! I am starting my One Shot dump by putting all the stories I have posted on my tumblr here so they are all collected in one spot.
Alternate Universe, super super short and the first Lawna story I have written, and the first One Piece project I have posted.
Reading Pains
"Nami-ya?" Law called out, peeking his head into the dim light of their shared bedroom. Not seeing her he had turned to walk away when he heard that sound again. The same sound that had roused him from his reading and brought him in search of the orange haired woman.
Nami was crying.
He stepped fully into the room and finally located her, sitting on the floor, in the farthest corner of the room. She had her knees pulled up to her chest and her face hidden in her hands but he could see the shaking of her shoulders as she tried to muffle her sobs. He noticed all that in the split second it took him to cross the room and kneel next to her.
"Nami-ya, what's wrong?" He asked, hands automatically going to her shoulders. He tried to pull her close to him but she resisted. "Nami what happened? Who made you cry?" He continued, moving his hands to run through her hair. She looked up at him then, tears streaking down her cheeks, and he felt like someone had punched him in the gut. Normally he wouldn't be moved by the sight of tears, but seeing them on Nami's face felt…wrong.
"Nami, please, tell me what's wrong?" He brushed away the tears on her cheeks only to have new ones replace them. When she still did not answer he spoke again, "if you don't tell me what's wrong how can I fix it?"
She shook her head slightly, "even you can't fix this." Her voice was soft but her words cut like a knife.
He narrowed his eyes. He hated being told he couldn't do something, especially if it would make her stop crying. "What do you mean I can't fix it? Of course I can. Just tell me what's wrong and I'll do everything in my power to make it better."
She smiled at him, touched by the sentiment. "Law, just hold me."
He complied, pulling her close to him as soon as the words left her lips. She leaned into his arms, burying her face into his neck, taking comfort in the warmth of his arms. He never noticed the book that was on the floor next to her, discreetly hidden partly under the bed.