It had been a long day for Nami. In between navigating the Sunny and trying to keep the crew (most especially her own captain) in line, she didn't have much time to work on her maps. One could see her late at night in the library, finally working on the map of the latest island they've been to after updating the log.
She had been in the middle of inking her chart when she heard a knock followed by the door creaking open. She didn't have to turn around to know who's still awake this late at night. Only one other person was awake: Sanji.
"I brought you coffee, Nami-san," he tells her, carefully placing the mug on the desk in front of her. She gives him a tired smile as she takes the mug with both hands.
"Thank you, Sanji-kun,"
"You should get some rest soon, Nami-san. Beautiful women like you need their beauty sleep."
She only nods in response, the smile still playing on her lips. There's something about the domesticity of it all that her tired brain finds almost amusing. Her brown gaze stared at the hot beverage before taking a sip.
The chef had already had his back turned, about to head back down the galley, when he hears the navigator yelp in pain behind him. Sanji being Sanji, turned around immediately to ask his beloved Nami-san what was wrong. What he finds is a cute scene laid out in front of him: of Nami with her tongue out. She probably burned it drinking coffee.
Lips curled as he knelt in front of her, taking the mug from her hands and placing it back on the table. His hands then cup her face, blues observing the damage caused by the hot coffee.
"Does it hurt, Nami-san?"
He only gets a nod in reply. His smile turns a little less gentle and a little more cheeky as an idea popped into his head. The blond chef adjusts his position to better reach the navigator and then, without warning, kisses her burnt tongue once, twice, three times. When he pulls away, He sees Nami's face turn a brighter shade than her hair. Sanji laughs as Nami hits him without too much force.
"What was that for, Sanji-kun?!" She demands after finding her voice.
"My mother used to kiss my injuries whenever I get hurt."
His legs straighten up. He's had his fun. It was time to leave the navigator back to her work. The sooner she gets her work done, the sooner she'd be able to head to bed. Before he could take one step away however, he felt slender digits wrap around his wrist.
"Nami-san?"
The cat burglar stared at the ground, face still pink. She chewed on her bottom lip. Sanji waited patiently. Finally she looked up at him. In a rather defiant tone she declares, "My lips hurt too."
Sanji smiles and leans down, capturing his beautiful angel's lips.
A/N: the prompt was: nami burns their tongue on something hot, sanji kisses better
tried creating a domestic atmosphere but idk if i actually captured that? anyway thanks for stopping by ahah