Night cold
It has been a while since we left Amazon Lily. I know Luffy will be fine, but I can't help but worry. Too much, actually. I can't sleep because of that. I stood up in the darkness of the submarine, in the middle of the night, and walked outside on the deck. Guess I'm lucky we are out of the water tonight. I go to the end of the deck and sit down. I curled up, holding my legs close to my chest and laying my head on my knees. Although my eyes were sleepy, I knew I wouldn't be able to find sleep. Well, walking out wasn't really helping the thing. I shiver a little, the wind being cold tonight.
«Tch, how stupid can I be? Cold night breeze won't help me at all, I'll sleep even less»
The sound of footsteps behind me make me jump a little. I hadn't even heard the door of the submarine open. I turn my head around, wondering who it was. He had walked out the door, looking straight at me with a light smirk:
«You'll catch a cold if you stay there on the deck with nothing on your shoulders.»
I looked away again. Okay, maybe just wearing a t-shirt and cotton pants wasn't the best thing when you can't stand the cold like me.
«Didn't really thought about taking a coat»
He removes his jacket and puts it on my shoulders. I looked back at him a little. I love the darkness of the night, it hides quite easily blushing. He wasn't wearing anything else than his pants and his hat! I try not to look too much at him:
«And you tell me not to catch a cold? You're even less dressed than I was.»
He laughs:
«I'm not cold easily like you, you know.»
«I saw that…»
He stays silent for a moment, just looking at me. It's not a cold glare or anything. It feels as if he is trying to read my thoughts, to know what was making me suddenly go out in the middle of the night.
«Anya…why did you go out in the first place?»
«Can't sleep. I didn't want to wake the whole sub up, so I went out»
«Is there a reason for that?»
I stay silent and lower my head a little. I don't really want to tell him. I'm sure he already knows, anyway. He kept studying my every reaction ever since we met, so there's just no way he doesn't know. I see him move his arm and something falls over my eyes. The top of my head, actually. I lift a hand and feel the fluffy side, lifting it to be able to see. He had put his hat on my head. I open round eyes and look up at me. He is smirking:
«There, you finally looked up. Keep your head up, you hear? And stop fretting so much.»
He leaves on these words, leaving his jacket and hat on me. I cling to the jacket, warming up with it around me. It's so warm. It might sound strange, but his smell was making me calmer. I look up at the hat, a soft smile appearing on my lips. Wasn't he always wearing it? Why did he leave it to me? Did he…trust me or something? I couldn't say what was going on in his mind, but I was…happy.