The door slammed harshly behind her slim form, silence echoing throughout his room for the first time in what felt like hours.
Arguments with Nami always seemed to end up like this — Ace distraught and confused and Nami's frustration driving her away…again.
An exhale of breath was the only sound throughout the still, tense, air of his room as the second division commander rose slowly to his feet, leaving his bed behind as he once more walked towards the door to his quarters.
There was no avoiding this — not anymore.
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.
He found her where he always seemed to find her these days. Almost instinctively she seemed to have discovered the very spot Ace had gone to all those years ago when he was first brought aboard. It was on the far end of the boat, hidden behind a section of rooms where not many delved.
It was also equipped with a nearly stunning view of the sunset every day — that same sunset seeming to light her hair and form aflame with golden light as he approached from behind.
It was no wonder he had grown to love her.
"Nami…" He leaned over the railing, keeping a few inches between them though he wanted nothing more than to envelop her in a hug right now.
Ace sucked in a deep breath, thoughts and words unspoken rushing through his mind before he exhaled once more.
How much he wished he had told her…
"I—Shit… This was so much easier in my head."
"I don't…This—this thing between us. I can't-" He sighed before continuing once more.
"I don't think…this is going to work out…"
"I know it's cliche, but it really isn't you. I—I'm not much of a relationships person. I never have been. They just…they don't work out in the end."
Long fingers knit together before him as he finally dared to turn his head to the side to glance back at her.
"I guess what I'm trying to say is…I think we should break up?"
Why did that sound like a question?
