A/N: It's about high time I started a drabble collection for these two. Meant to be a spin-off of random, private moments from my coupled version of RobinxNami from A Map and A Book. Set at different periods in time, when they are already a couple and based off of a one-word prompt. Ratings will vary by chapter-please pay attention. Feel free to leave a comment/suggestion/prompt/whatever. I'm open to it. ^_^
NOTE: This is yuri. Meaning girlxgirl. If you don't like it. DO NOT READ IT. The rest of you, enjoy! It will start off slow and pick up within a few chapters.
Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece anything. That genius belongs to the wonderful Eiichiro Oda. ^_^
Title: Reading Cuddles I
Prompt: Cuddle
Pairing: RobinxNami
Words: No idea... :P...300-ish?
Rating: K
Warnings: None, really, unless you hate reading or cuddling or something...
Nami spotted her perched on the stairs, her head braced on the railing, her sky-blue eyes fixed on the pages before her as she turned the page. The redhead smiled, softly padding over to join the cozy scene.
Robin didn't even move when the young navigator settled beside her on the short stairs, leaning into her side for warmth, comfort or whatever else. She merely turned the page, her mind a million miles away in the world crafted by words. If Nami needed something, she knew well enough by now to speak up and to speak clearly.
The lack of immediate response prompted the smile on Nami's face to grow wider as she looped one arm through Robin's and nuzzled her shoulder, affectionately. It had been a while since she'd seen Robin this engrossed in a book. That was good. Good books meant a happy Robin. A happy Robin meant a happy Nami. It was a good, simple cycle.
They sat, together, for nearly an hour.
The men—er, boys—were smart enough not to disturb them. Though both Sanji and Zoro had each taken a turn to step out on deck with a too obvious glance in their direction, Nami had chosen to ignore it. She was touched that they still worried—even after all that had happened. She supposed—to herself—that perhaps it was necessary.
Sometimes love needed to be screamed for all to hear.
And sometimes, it needed to be whispered, softly, into that loved one's ears.
As if sensing her shift in thoughts, Robin's head turned ever so slightly, her eyes still fastened on the page. Nami leaned closer, a contented sigh leaving her lips as Robin kissed the top of her head and turned another page.
Bliss.
On an ocean of everything and nothing—pure bliss.
~*~*Thanks for reading!~*~*~*
