Disclaimer: I do not own anything. This is fanfiction.

Summary: Call him obsessed, call him possessive, it's his right to be hellish when he's jealous.

Warning: Fem! Luffy, LawLu, modern AU, out of character, errors

STILL GET JEALOUS

Sitting by the balcony of his posh unit in the city, with a cup of steaming freshly brewed coffee by the small table and an adequate amount of reading material to last him until evening, Law could have deemed this moment an almost perfect respite after a week-long affair he had been engaged with. Two major operations, a conference and a public event – it was no wonder he burned out.

What could make this afternoon perfect, however, is just one sunny shoulder-biting girl.

Shoulder-biting?

"I'm not sure if you're trying to seduce me or you're trying to literally eat me." Law thoughtfully glanced at the dark-haired girl who had her mouth clamped at his shoulder, drool seeping through his shirt. She shook her head and responded, still biting. "Thish ish mi getti a lishel mahh achu."

Law pinched her nose, "A little mad?" She had to stop biting, unable to breath. Then she stood before him and pouted, staring at Law with her big chocolate brown eyes, beaming at him. "You promised meee…."

It wasn't fair when she uses those eyes but lately Law had been thinking of a counter attack. If there's anything Luffy taught him it was that sometimes it's better to face things head-on. So he gently cupped her puffed cheeks and brought it closer to his face. Their lips only an inch apart. He asked her in the most nosebleed-inducing voice he could muster, "Do we really have to go out today?"

But Luffy didn't even get to hear it and was immediately distracted by the roaring (possibly cockblocking) fire truck which passed by. The girl went all starry-eyed until it was out of sight and turned back to the slightly bummed man. As if momentarily forgetting what they were talking about, her eyes lit up in remembrance and began to babble.

"WehavetogobecauseitsNamisbirthdayandshetoldmeIhavetocomeorelseIwillhaveabigdebtIwontbeabletopayevenifIslavearoundplusImexcitedtogototheclubforthefirsttimewithyouImeanmyfriendswillbetherebutIreallyreallywanttogowithyoubecauseIloveyouandIwanttohaveagoodtimewithyouandgoingtoclubsmeanshavingagoodtimerightsoTraffycomewithmeandquitgettingyourassstuckinhereplease."

"Slow down, love." Law slightly furrowed his brows in confusion. Grabbing his hands, Luffy heaved a breath and said, "Traffy, please come with me. Nami says it will be a lot of fun!"

"You know how I feel about going to densely populated places." Replied the surgeon with a small frown. He only went to the public event because he was only there to talk on a podium and speak with a few people. Law just doesn't prefer to be in the company of a lot of people. "Sorry, Luff... "

"I see..." She turned a bit downcast. "It is Nami's birthday so naturally I want to go…" Luffy looked like she wanted to say more but she simply grinned and said instead, "Ah! Don't mind, don't mind – I understand! You should rest up, Traffy. I'll be back soon."

Most people never notice but Law knew when Luffy is trying too hard to be cheerful. Ah there goes his reservations, now probably blown away by the passing breeze. Luffy would want to go, understandable. And he feels he really should come.

Then again, Zoro and the rest will be there in case something happens. Luffy's probably just going there for the food. Also he really wanted to take a break. So he sighed and gave a noncommittal response, "Mhmm, I'll think about it."

It seems enough to light the girl's face again. "Awwh Traffy! It's okay but I guess I'll see you later there if you decide to go, shishishishi!" She skipped and made a beeline to the door. They were going to the club together, right? So why meet there instead of going together, he wondered. "You're not coming with me? Assuming, that is."

"Course not! Nami wants us to come with her somewhere else first. For girls only!" Luffy sheepishly smiled and left the surgeon to contemplate his plans for the rest of the day.

The surgeon managed to finish a quarter of the book even with his mind occasionally drifting to what Luffy could be doing at the moment. Should he be there or not? Drinking his third cup of coffee, he decided to check his email notifications instead as he had also been waiting for a colleague's input regarding a certain instrument he wanted the hospital to acquire. Somehow he ended up browsing through a certain app after his traveling uncle wanted to show him a picture of a baby seal.

Law nearly dropped the mug when he saw Nami's updates.

He had been so close in finally deciding he'd stay in when he saw a picture of that certain dark-haired girl with bright chocolate brown eyes, wearing a deliriously short dark red dress, gussied up, on Nami's photo updates during her birthday bash. While he preferred Luffy's natural look (his favorite being when she just woke up, bed hair sticking up), it wasn't so bad seeing her all dolled up.

Scratch that – she looked especially tempting Law knew suspicious characters are sure to take advantage of the childlike, innocent looking hot girl from the get go and she wouldn't have any idea what they're up to. The horror! His dear Luffy, for the love of cinnamon rolls that are too good and too pure for this world, was the epitome of obliviousness. Heck, she'd definitely belong to the pantheon of the oblivious trope. It was naïve of him to think Nami would let the girl come wearing her idea of party clothes.

Luffy would never noticed the lecherous stares of some people around her, undressing her with their eyes. She might not bat an eye if they accidentally bumped at her, brush their hand somewhere they're not supposed to and possibly even grope her, mumbling a quick apology or none at all. Law grew paler by the second as his thoughts grew darker and the scenarios became more risqué.

Dashing off to the closet for a quick change, he grabbed his keys and drove to the where Luffy is. Even if he got shot by lead bullets or even if his arm got yanked off (of course, that's hardly possible this time but even so), whatever the case is, he had to come.

Under the hazed light of the club, Law seethed in childish anger, fuming with premature envy. Just who the hell is the dolt talking with Luffy? And the bastard even had the gall to put his arms lovingly over her shoulders while they continued to chat, exchanging stupid chuckles and much more stupid fond looks. Ah, he doesn't like it one bit. He doesn't like it at all. If he didn't knew Luffy, he would have thought she liked the guy as well.

Maybe he shouldn't get jealous of some stranger, some new friend or whatever. Am I crazy? Law asks himself. He knows Luffy loves him as much as he does, knows he could trust Luffy completely – he actually feels secure about it all. But was it really that illegal to succumb to that green little devil whispering on his head? Calm down, he coaxed himself. It could be stress adding fuel to this irrational fire, maybe caffeine overdose – who knows? Did he already crash? It was still too early to feel the effects of drinking too much coffee, he supposes.

His face remained neutral, never betraying the turmoil coursing in his mind, occasionally glaring at women and even men who dared approach and attempt to flirt with him. Law feels exceptionally grumpy.

It had been his plan to immediately approach Luffy soon as he saw her but the first time he caught sight of her, Law got entangled in the sweat-slicked, liquor-dazed, and intoxicated wave of people. He did notice a bunch of people hovering over her, suspiciously too close. And now, when he saw her again, she's talking to this person who responded at her too animatedly, too engaged, and too invested than usual.

Then he saw her let him pick off a bunch of chips from her plate. Now if that didn't ring an alarm, nothing else would (unless, of course, they would make out then and there in the open which even Law and Luffy haven't even done yet). And the blonde guy even wiped off a crumb near Luffy's lips to top it all. That's the last straw.

So he turned his cheek music up, puffing his chest, and walked up towards the bar. It wasn't her fault that they hover, she was too cute after all. Call him obsessed, call him possessive. He means no disrespect but he's feeling a little jealous at the moment. It was a high time he made his presence known.

"Still, I am so happy Traffy came!" Luffy latched herself to the brooding surgeon's arm, glee apparent as she grinned from ear to ear. Her boyfriend, however, was still trying to recover from the embarrassment. Though it wasn't too obvious with the expression he always kept, sans the lipstick stain now on his lips.

But with the rest of the crew stifling their laughter and even choking back tears (in Franky's case) with his plight, he wishes he could just dig a hole and bury himself right now.

"Wish I could have seen it! The mighty Traffy got jealous over Sabo? Unbelievable!" Sanji held his stomach and wiped a tear from his face. Law glared at the sneering swirly browed cook. The green-haired man beside was barely containing his laughter. Not because he cared about Law's butchered feelings but rather, he didn't want to laugh because he didn't want to laugh from what the cook said. Figures.

But Nami just had to fan the flame, "Got to give props to Law for kissing Luffy in front of her brother!" Zoro snorted out a thick laugh. The surgeon shot them all a sharp 'I'm-definitely-going-to-kill-you-all-someday' look.

Luffy knitted her brows and looked up to her taller lover quizzically. Was he jealous? Of Sabo? He didn't really have to be, she thought. But she wanted her grumpy baby seal of a boyfriend to feel a little better so she blurted out of the blue, "I love you, Traffy!"

Law snapped his head to her sudden declaration, grinning stupidly as always but with already tinted cheeks shades darker. His own face warmed up at the words. It might seem random but he knew this was Luffy reassuring him, her grasp on him tighter. Then he almost inaudibly responded, "Luff, I… "

Franky was the first one who excused himself, seeing the blossoming scene which probably exuded love sparkles within the perimeter. The rest awkwardly followed after, smiling at them and cheekily wishing them luck. But the mood was all pink with the two as they just gazed at each other.

Their trance was broken by a faked cough.

"So… well, I guess we'll be going now, Lu… "Ace held out his arms for a quick hug to which her sister eagerly took to. He nodded at Law and briefly reasoned, "Got another situation down south, the fire department's damn busy these days. Man, thought the one this afternoon would be the last one." He groaned.

Luffy walked towards a certain blonde man to embrace another brother who had to go as well.

In Law's defense, he was yet to be introduced to Sabo before the whole scene. He didn't even knew Luffy had another brother, albeit less violent. So Luffy introducing them to each other after his little show was definitely an awkward first meeting. It surprised him, however, when Sabo approached him and gave him a small smile, leading Luffy back to him. "Take care of little Lu here, Law." was what he said to the surgeon before they left.

Law sighed. Why did he even get jealous in the first place?

Smack!

Luffy gasped as someone just slapped her on the backside.

He heard the sound of the offending hand against the assaulted flesh, a little too loud and a little too clear. But the bastard had to add more acid to the mixture. "Would love to take that booty for a spin, babe… whatd'ya say?" An obviously drunk man slurred at the wide-eyed girl beside the now fuming and flaming man.

Cracking his tattooed knuckles, no one can blame Law now for being hellish.

-End-

A/N: Attempt on mysteryreader6626's request~ Am hoping it's not too bad ^ ^"

(re: guest reviews) And yeah, the photo (in the previous chapter) featured a crossdressing Law. Luffy manages to convince him to do the darnedest things and he just can't say no, can he? About resolving the first chapter... I'll see what I can do about it ^ ^