It was a cold night on the thousand sunny. Nami and Luffy were in his personal cabin, the furnace on, the waters calm. They were on his "special comfy chair", but this time, he thought he could leave some room. They were cuddled up with a blanket with hot cocoa.
"Ahh!" Luffy said as he finished a long drought from his large mug.
"You warm enough Na-san?"
"Mm-mm" Nami nodded and leaned her head on his shoulder.
Luffy was shirtless, laying sideways with his feet to the side so Nami could sit next to him.
Nami was it a sweater with her personal Jolly Roger on it. Her long tangerine hair was put together in a messy bun. Luffy pulled a quilt over his torso.
"G'night, Nami." He said, and closed his eyelids.
Nami looked at his calm peaceful face. He had become much more mature over the years, and not to mention... Nami blushed... He had become pretty muscular too, and some girls had turned heads when they saw him on the islands that they visited. Nami moved the straw hat on his head to the bedstead so it didn't get mushed. Luffy cracked his eyes open and stroked Nami's head with his larger rough hand. Nami put her head down on his arm and stroked his X scar on his chest. Luffy adjusted the ring on his left ring finger, and looked at their wedding picture on the bedstead.
Suddenly, Nami got up with a sly grin, and they had the best night of their lives.