It's exactly one week until Law's birthday. Every day until October 6th I'll be posting a drabble or one-shot in honor of the Surgeon of Death.
Pockets
Law walked in to find his room in complete disarray, at least by his standards. Tee shirts were strewn out over his bed. His underwear was dumped unceremoniously onto a pile on his desk. A pair of pants lay dangling with one leg over his chair. Every remaining article of clothing he owned, it seemed, was lying on the floor in a heap as if his closet had gotten sick and spewed out all his clothes. On top of the heap lie the reason for the mess.
"Ah, smells like Torao~" the petite captain breathed in deeply, savoring the aroma of his lover. Most people wouldn't find the smell of antiseptic to be very sensual, but this smelled clean, sweet and oddly herbal. Luffy knew it simply as 'Torao's smell'. His expression looked utterly euphoric as he breathed it in.
"Oi, Mugiwara-ya!" Law growled, obviously agitated, as he started picking up his clothing. "Are you high or something?" Luffy may as well have been for all of the happiness and comfort he found in the scent of the other.
"Oh, that's right!" Luffy leapt to his feet. He bent over to dig through the pile of clothes, tossing the ones he rejected in Law's direction. "This one," Luffy beamed, as he turned around, holding up a large-pocketed black hoodie with Law's yellow jolly roger smiling on the front. "Give me this one."
"...because you want to smell me when I'm not around?" Law guessed.
"Of course!" Luffy didn't even have to think about his answer as he slipped on the oversized hoodie. The sleeves hung down over his hands slightly and though it hid most of his body, it looked adorable on his small frame.
Law's expression softened. He was touched that Luffy adored him so much. "Sure, you can have it," he smiled.
"And, it has big meat pockets!" Luffy declared, his eyes sparkling with joy as he slid his hands into them. Law's smile fell as quickly as it had come.
"Do not put meat in those pockets!" he shouted, but Luffy was already out the door and running down the hall eager to fill his new pockets.
I haven't written all the drabbles for this week yet. Reviews are appreciated since they can help me improve/let me know what direction to take for the next one.
