(One Piece-General. 001. Exhausted.)
Title: Worthwhile
Author: princeivy
Fandom: One Piece
Characters: Sanji/Vivi, the Straw Hat Crew (briefly)
Prompt: 039 - Exhausted
Word Count: 407
Rating: PG-13 (one naughty word)
Warnings/Spoilers: Spoilers for Alabasta Arc.
Summary: Sanji’s tired as hell, but it was worth it to see Vivi’s smile.
Sanji would’ve given up anything to be able to stand there longer - in that cold, quiet, rainy alley - just so he could see more of that smile.
It was a rare thing, during the recent travels with Vivi, to see a true smile on the princess’ face. She had smiled before, certainly, but always with a hint of worry, a hint of sadness, a hint of tension. Never a true, genuine, smile. Not like the one she’d given them all just now.
Sanji’s responding grin could have broken his face in two. He wished he could’ve done more than just stand there and smile as Vivi and her father left, but it was taking all the energy he had just to keep his legs from buckling out from underneath him. Which they eventually did, once the princess and the king were out of sight.
He lay on the cold alley ground, along with all the other members of the crew. They had never been so exhausted. He knew everyone had fought a hard battle - he’d heard Usopp’s bones cracking from Mr. 4 and Miss MerryMerryChristmas team, and Chopper’s fur was bruising, his breathing shallow; Nami’s beautiful dance girl costume was ripped by the thorny Miss Doublefinger and he thought he saw some swelling around her ankle; Zoro was covered in blood from putting his sword to the test with Mr. 1; and Luffy’s body was practically lifeless from having the toughest time of them all with that bastard Crocodile. Sanji, himself, could tell he’d probably cracked a few ribs and his legs were the sorest they’d ever been from dueling with the crazy, cross-dressing Bon Clay. Even after their fights, no one even had time to rest before having to search for Crocodile’s bombers and trying to help Vivi not only detonate the bomb but also quell the dueling armies in the city square.
No one made a sound, save for hard breathing, as the rain poured down on their tired bodies. Sanji had not felt this close to death in a very long time. But, he thought wearily, it was worth it. And he’d do it again and again and again, to see that precious Vivi smile so beautifully again. The corner of his lips curled upwards in a tired grin as his eyes closed, and he kept that image of the princess in his mind until he slipped out of consciousness and everything was black.
Author: princeivy
Fandom: One Piece
Characters: Sanji/Vivi, the Straw Hat Crew (briefly)
Prompt: 039 - Exhausted
Word Count: 407
Rating: PG-13 (one naughty word)
Warnings/Spoilers: Spoilers for Alabasta Arc.
Summary: Sanji’s tired as hell, but it was worth it to see Vivi’s smile.
Sanji would’ve given up anything to be able to stand there longer - in that cold, quiet, rainy alley - just so he could see more of that smile.
It was a rare thing, during the recent travels with Vivi, to see a true smile on the princess’ face. She had smiled before, certainly, but always with a hint of worry, a hint of sadness, a hint of tension. Never a true, genuine, smile. Not like the one she’d given them all just now.
Sanji’s responding grin could have broken his face in two. He wished he could’ve done more than just stand there and smile as Vivi and her father left, but it was taking all the energy he had just to keep his legs from buckling out from underneath him. Which they eventually did, once the princess and the king were out of sight.
He lay on the cold alley ground, along with all the other members of the crew. They had never been so exhausted. He knew everyone had fought a hard battle - he’d heard Usopp’s bones cracking from Mr. 4 and Miss MerryMerryChristmas team, and Chopper’s fur was bruising, his breathing shallow; Nami’s beautiful dance girl costume was ripped by the thorny Miss Doublefinger and he thought he saw some swelling around her ankle; Zoro was covered in blood from putting his sword to the test with Mr. 1; and Luffy’s body was practically lifeless from having the toughest time of them all with that bastard Crocodile. Sanji, himself, could tell he’d probably cracked a few ribs and his legs were the sorest they’d ever been from dueling with the crazy, cross-dressing Bon Clay. Even after their fights, no one even had time to rest before having to search for Crocodile’s bombers and trying to help Vivi not only detonate the bomb but also quell the dueling armies in the city square.
No one made a sound, save for hard breathing, as the rain poured down on their tired bodies. Sanji had not felt this close to death in a very long time. But, he thought wearily, it was worth it. And he’d do it again and again and again, to see that precious Vivi smile so beautifully again. The corner of his lips curled upwards in a tired grin as his eyes closed, and he kept that image of the princess in his mind until he slipped out of consciousness and everything was black.