A/N:I keep losing track of the drabbles that I've done on Tumblr, and since I know other people do this, and since I mentioned it on Tumblr months (?) ago, I decided to put the kidlaw drabbles and one-shots I could find in my archive (and I'll likely just randomly post things here too, and they may or may not get onto Tumblr). I also wanted to be able to find and read the drabbles without logging onto Tumblr. Not the most creative title but I always have trouble with titles so...yeah.
Also, the very explicit drabbles/one-shots will go onto Ao3 only.
Disclaimer: I own nothing from One Piece.
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AU canon
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Kid was entirely disoriented when he finally woke up after a brutal but exhilarating fight.
"Eustass-ya?"
Kid stared out a port window at the clear blue sky as if it were mocking him. Because of all the voices he could have heard when he came to, it had to be Trafalgar Law. And since he was in no mood to deal with the other man, or ask why he was even around in the first place, Kid scowled at the sky through that tiny window some more instead.
It didn't put Law off in the least, much to the red haired captain's exasperation.
"Do you ever wonder how many bodies are left unburied in the world?" Law asked the question as if inquiring about the weather.
"Who the fuck cares? If they're dead, they're dead, so why would it matter?" Kid snorted in response, finally checking to see what Law was up to. "Where did that even come from?"
The Surgeon of Death said nothing in reply, instead putting some finishing touches on bandages that were being wrapped around Kid's right arm.
Funny, Kid didn't remember being injured at all.
"No reason." Law said offhandedly. "Perhaps I was wondering what to mention to your crewmates when they come to collect you, should you suddenly wake up dead. It will take some days to rendezvous with them. Anything could happen between now and then. " Law secured the bandages more snugly around pale skin.
Kid twitched a hand, and the metal objects on a nearby surface creaked as he shot Law a pointed look.
Law, in retaliation, leaned in close and pecked Kid on the cheek as if it were the most natural thing in the world to do so when the other party was injured. With a smirk at the look on Kid's face at his actions, Law walked out of view.
"What the hell was that for, Trafalgar?" Kid refused to entertain the idea that that little gesture meant anything.
"Next time you make a decision to be a pincushion, do try not to stay with all the dead bodies. It makes it hard to see who's still alive."
"Come back over here and see if I'm still hard to distinguish from a dead body." Kid rattled the metal some more with his Devil Fruit powers in emphasis.
This time he got a lingering kiss over the idle threat and hell if that didn't confuse Kid even more.
Law didn't seem to be bothered by the other captain's silence, as after the kiss, the Surgeon of Death flicked Kid lightly on the nose and spoke wearing a superior look. "Rest, before I am forced to go find a body bag if you over exert yourself."
"You're the worst doctor ever, Trafalgar." Kid drawled, though with exasperation more than anything. "You treat all your patients like this?"
Law gave Kid the middle finger and left the cabin. What the dark haired captain didn't say was that Kid had been drugged off his ass and his injuries were not from a battle. Well, not all of them. But Law figured the red head would figure out what had happened when he realized that he was sore somewhere that had nothing to do with a battle.
It didn't take very long for realization to set in.
"What the fuck did you do?" Kid raged from where he was laid up in the bed. "And where are my pants?"
Law just smirked smugly as if he were having entirely too much fun tormenting the other captain. And he wasn't done either, though the plans he had rested entirely on Kid not wishing to tear him into pieces.
But those worries were unjustified when Kid came limping out, hoisted Law onto a shoulder and grumbled all the way back to the cabin.
Law's crew feared for their captain's safety, but when Law came out of the cabin alive, slightly ruffled but still smirking, no one asked any questions.
Or asked why Kid was now tied to the bed in the cabin, where the red haired captain was currently cursing up a storm.
