they had been working in the tangerine grove. nami, in her dungarees, long, brilliant orange hair bunched up on top of her head in a messy knot, is busy eyeing her precious tangerines, on the look out for the freshest ones the cook may use to make desserts for later, leaving the blond chef with a basket in hand, his gaze of ocean blue focused on the woman, a soft smile playing on his lips.
it's not every day nami asks him of all people to help her with her grove.
and it's not every day they get to be alone like this in the sunny. with a crew of only ten people, you would think it would be easy to get some alone time but when your captain is monkey d. luffy, there is no such thing as privacy. he can't blame the marimo for wanting to spend time at the crow's nest to sleep.
the setting sun behind them twinkles, red and orange meshing together to create a perfect backdrop as the goddess of dusk and dawn and the times between turns her attention to him and she looked even more perfect with the setting sun kissing her skin. she was telling him something, probably something about her tangerines, but he couldn't hear anything. his gaze is too focused at the painting before him.
sanji drops the basket of tangerines and closes the distance between them, his hands cupping her face. brown orbs widen in surprise but she has no time to react as his soft lips make contact with hers.
the kiss was brief, and when he pulls away, he sees her with a light frown that doesn't quite reach her eyes. he gives her a boyish smile in return.
"we've been here for hours because you keep stealing kisses, sanji-kun!"
he laughs, and her frown deepens.
"forgive me, nami-san. your tangerine-flavored lip balm is just too good to resist."
he hears a "hmph!" before a bright orange tangerine was shoved into his hand. she turns around, ready to inspect another tree in the grove.
"if you stop trying to distract me then we'd get this done sooner and maybe you'd get more of this tangerine-flavored lip balm you love so much."
the cook's eyes turn into hearts and he throws the tangerine into the basket before picking it up by the handle.
"really, nami-swan? you promise?"
and there it is again: the stupid lovesick expression that she's come to love. a small smile plays on her lips as she twists her torso to look back at him.
"i said maybe."
"i love you, nami-swaaaaaaaaan!"
she only shakes her head at his antics but deep down they both know: she loves him too.
A/N: i did the otp prompt generator and got this: sanji absolutely loves the taste of the chap stick/lip balm nami uses, so they keep stealing kisses from nami.
someday, i will stop making drabbles and actually start a lengthier fic. today is not that day.
p.s: is there a sanami discord server because i need my daily fix of sanami
