law watched as luffy seemingly wrapped himself around the navigator and he swore that the boy was purring as he nuzzled nami.
'what,' law whispered in disbelief to himself.
sanji pressed a drink into the man's hand and lit a cigarette, 'citrus. its like catnip to the bastard and nami-swan always smells like her tangerines.'
'why doesnt she try to cover up the citrus,' law sipped at the sweet beverage and grimaced when luffy's head stretched to lay on nami's.
'it keeps him from being hungry.'
law eyed the cook, 'is this like the contraption zoro-ya wears when strawhat-ya... attacks him.'
'exactly,' sanji took a drag of his cigarette.
'what is wrong with you people.'
sanji chuckled, waving him off and heading across the deck to deliver the rest of the drinks.