Title: Common Sense
Paring: Franky/Usopp
Theme: Sense
Rating: T
Word count: 300
Warning: Pretty shippy at the end. Slight spoilers for Water 7.
Disclaimer(s): Eiichiro Oda's characters, not mine.
Although Usopp often complained of various "diseases", he really only suffered from one thing: common sense. Of course Usopp didn't consider common sense an illness, but rather the one thing that had kept him alive since joining the Straw Hats (well, that, and sheer dumb luck).
There were only a few things that could temporarily strip Usopp of the common sense he was so proud of (though Nami was his only crewmate who actually agreed that common sense was something to be proud of): his dream of becoming a pirate, goofing around with Luffy and Chopper, seeing his nakama in danger (and not just seeing them in danger, but knowing that they wanted and needed his help)… Franky.
The first time Usopp met Franky- well, that was something he preferred not too think about, a memory filled with pain that hurt all the more on the outside because of how badly it hurt on the inside.
But the second time they met… maybe it was because Franky had sheltered Merry from the Aqua Laguna. Or maybe it was because Usopp was feeling too hollow and deflated by what was going on at the time that he couldn't even bring himself to care.
But somehow it was more than that. Although his common sense was screaming that this was the man who had hurt him, who had crushed his bones as effectively as his spirit, there was something muffling that voice- something not unlike adrenaline, making his heart pound and his judgement hazy.
Whatever it was, it made him, if not grin, then at least bear it.
And the feeling only grew from there.
…
His body pressed firmly against Franky's, mouths locked, fingers gripping at hair and exposed skin.
Common sense screamed that this was wrong.
And Usopp ignored it.