warning: ORIGINAL CHARACTER/ CANON ROMANCE
Sanji slid down the banister of the Thousand Sunny easily, adding a spin once he landed before prancing over to the table where the three goddesses of the strawhat pirate crew were sitting.
“NAAA-MIIII-SU-WAAAAN! ROOO-BIN-CHU-WAAAN!!! KAII-IIRII-SU-WAAN!” he crowed happily, smoke hearts floating from the end of his cigarette. He sighed, composing himself before laying a platter of delicate cups of pudding down on the table. “Flan- for the lovely ladies to enjoy…” there was an outcry from the male crew memberes lounging on the deck, “…. and you can give any leftovers to the dogs over there…” he muttered.
“Thank you, Sanji-kun~.”
“It’s delicious, Sanji-san.”
“…Sanji-sama….”
Sanji looked to Kairi who’d spoken last. “It’s unnecessary to use -san for me.” she said seriously, not touching her food. The cook sighed and smiled, brushing a hand through his hair briefly. “It’s unnecessary to use -sama for me.” he countered gently. Her eyebrows twitched downwards momentarily but she still avoided looking at him as she spoke.
“That’s different.”
“What’s different?”
“Don’t ask me stupid questions.”
“Hai, Kairi-swan~!”
Robin and Nami’s eyes drifted back and forth between the two of them to follow the ridiculous exchange, spoons half poised to their mouths. At being called -san again Kairi closed her eyes and took a deep breath through her nose as if settling her irritation before finally looking at him. “You’re not going to give up, are you?”
Sanji grinned at her and shook his head. Kairi stared at him briefly before relenting and uncrossing her arms to try the flan.
“Good…?” he questioned, carefully watching her response. She blushed slightly uncomfortable under his gaze but nodded.
“It’s…the best thing I’ve ever tasted.” she said quietly.
“You do realize you’ve said that about literally everything I’ve made for you, right?” he laughed.
“It’s always true.” she said, taking another bite.
“NAAA-MIIII-SU-WAAAAN! ROOO-BIN-CHU-WAAAN!!! KAII-IIRII-SU-WAAN!” he crowed happily, smoke hearts floating from the end of his cigarette. He sighed, composing himself before laying a platter of delicate cups of pudding down on the table. “Flan- for the lovely ladies to enjoy…” there was an outcry from the male crew memberes lounging on the deck, “…. and you can give any leftovers to the dogs over there…” he muttered.
“Thank you, Sanji-kun~.”
“It’s delicious, Sanji-san.”
“…Sanji-sama….”
Sanji looked to Kairi who’d spoken last. “It’s unnecessary to use -san for me.” she said seriously, not touching her food. The cook sighed and smiled, brushing a hand through his hair briefly. “It’s unnecessary to use -sama for me.” he countered gently. Her eyebrows twitched downwards momentarily but she still avoided looking at him as she spoke.
“That’s different.”
“What’s different?”
“Don’t ask me stupid questions.”
“Hai, Kairi-swan~!”
Robin and Nami’s eyes drifted back and forth between the two of them to follow the ridiculous exchange, spoons half poised to their mouths. At being called -san again Kairi closed her eyes and took a deep breath through her nose as if settling her irritation before finally looking at him. “You’re not going to give up, are you?”
Sanji grinned at her and shook his head. Kairi stared at him briefly before relenting and uncrossing her arms to try the flan.
“Good…?” he questioned, carefully watching her response. She blushed slightly uncomfortable under his gaze but nodded.
“It’s…the best thing I’ve ever tasted.” she said quietly.
“You do realize you’ve said that about literally everything I’ve made for you, right?” he laughed.
“It’s always true.” she said, taking another bite.