Pain
Title: Pain
Pairing: Usopp x Nami
Word Count: 300
Rating: PG
Summary: Usopp plays a prank on Nami.
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He knew she was watching him, so he made a show of carrying the ‘heavy’ box.
He was helping her move into her new place, an apartment on the second floor.
Nami was currently unloading some things from the moving truck while watching him make his way to the stairs out of the corner of her eye.
He gripped the box closer to his chest, taking a step up the stairs. He went up a few before pretending to fall, tripping himself and landing on the ground, the box scattering to the floor.
He had switched boxes when she wasn’t looking, getting a light box that held her comforters so he wouldn’t break any of her things in his prank.
He laid there, his eyes closed, his face grimacing in pain and agony, moaning in pain a little before falling silent.
She ran over to where he lay, hollering his name.
Usopp made sure not to move at all when he felt her kneel beside him, touching his shoulder. Nami cried out, “Are you ok?”
He didn’t move, even when she slapped his face.
It didn’t hurt nearly as much as the time Vivi had slapped him.
Nami had a lot more strength that was for sure.
“Usopp!” he could hear the concern in her voice, her hands a little shaky as he petted his curly hair.
At last he opened his eyes, smiling at her worried face.
“I’m ok Nami.”
She pretended to be annoyed before giving into a smile, bursting out into laughter soon after.
Usopp laughed too, joining her as he watched her smile.
Her laugh was infectious, a sweet sound that made him feel nice inside.
He had to tell himself that when he was in real pain, Nami having slapped him again for scaring her.
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Pairing: Usopp x Nami
Word Count: 300
Rating: PG
Summary: Usopp plays a prank on Nami.
[--]
He knew she was watching him, so he made a show of carrying the ‘heavy’ box.
He was helping her move into her new place, an apartment on the second floor.
Nami was currently unloading some things from the moving truck while watching him make his way to the stairs out of the corner of her eye.
He gripped the box closer to his chest, taking a step up the stairs. He went up a few before pretending to fall, tripping himself and landing on the ground, the box scattering to the floor.
He had switched boxes when she wasn’t looking, getting a light box that held her comforters so he wouldn’t break any of her things in his prank.
He laid there, his eyes closed, his face grimacing in pain and agony, moaning in pain a little before falling silent.
She ran over to where he lay, hollering his name.
Usopp made sure not to move at all when he felt her kneel beside him, touching his shoulder. Nami cried out, “Are you ok?”
He didn’t move, even when she slapped his face.
It didn’t hurt nearly as much as the time Vivi had slapped him.
Nami had a lot more strength that was for sure.
“Usopp!” he could hear the concern in her voice, her hands a little shaky as he petted his curly hair.
At last he opened his eyes, smiling at her worried face.
“I’m ok Nami.”
She pretended to be annoyed before giving into a smile, bursting out into laughter soon after.
Usopp laughed too, joining her as he watched her smile.
Her laugh was infectious, a sweet sound that made him feel nice inside.
He had to tell himself that when he was in real pain, Nami having slapped him again for scaring her.
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