*smut warning*

Law's eyes had flickered open very early in the morning in the dim infirmary.

He was sitting slouched in a chair. He had been in and out of sleep the whole night.

He had carried you back, cleaned you up, and stayed awake most of the night making sure you were breathing and okay.

You were so drunk you had fully passed out, and he was a doctor so it was his responsibility.

Right?

How could he just leave you?

He stood up letting out a heavy sigh as he walked over to your bed to check on you again.

You were laying, bed sheets wrapped loosely around your naked body.

Sleeping soundly.

He could immediately feel a twitch between his legs.

He walked over and pulled the sheet up further to cover your exposed skin.

He shuddered slightly. Seeing you upclose. Your pale, smooth skin. Lips slightly parted, as your chest was rising and falling at a steady pace. Your messy blonde hair sprawled out across the pillows.

You looked so vulnerable.

He could feel his body tense just looking at you.

"It's rude to stare," came your voice in a soft murmur.

His eyes widened as yours flickered open slowly.

He immediately turned away, but you spoke again in a half asleep tone,

"You were staring."

"Stop that, Shiina-ya."

His tone was firm and sounded pissed off.

A faint grin formed on your lips as you spoke in the same slurred tired tone,

"Hey, why are you mad at me? You were the one-"

"I was making sure you were breathing, I'm a goddamn doctor Shiina-ya!"

Your eyes shot open as he yelled.

It scared the shit out of you.

You had been half-asleep still, and were barely aware of the fact that you had even been speaking.

He let out an exasperated sigh as he looked at you with a pissed expression, before turning to walk out of the infirmary.

Your head was pounding so hard as you lay there staring at the door where he had just left. You felt too sick to get up and chase after him. You let out a heavy exhale, as you layed back down under the sheets to sleep the rest of the alcohol off.

Law, on the other hand, was worked up and angry, as he walked quickly down the hallway.

Angry at the fact that he could no longer deny it.

His mind was a mess.

The truth was, Law couldn't stand to be around you.

Not because he didn't like you, but because he wanted you.

So badly, he could barely control himself.

Like every time he got close to you, he wanted to touch you. Feel your soft skin. Feel what it felt like to have that body against his.

More than that. Much more.

Just seeing you with only the bed sheet over you knowing you had nothing on under it made him so hard he could barely concentrate enough to get words out, and walk out that door.

He came to the door to his quarters and shut the door behind him.

He could feel his heart drumming in his chest, his breathing short and fast, and his lower half that was already desperate for release.

How? How did you do this to him?

What was it about you?

He layed down in his bed and shut his eyes trying to think about anything else but you. So he could just get a couple more hours of sleep.

But his racing heart beat, and throbbing in his lower half wasn't going to let him.

And the thoughts of you.

On top of him, straddling him.

Your hands slowly tracing down his body, finding their way to the waistband of his pants.

Fuck. He immediately started unzipping his pants and taking off his boxers, gasping in relief when the restriction eased against his hard length.

He imagined you, in the infirmary only covered by the bed sheets. Taking it off of you. Seeing your exposed body. Every curve. Soft, smooth skin. Begging to be touched. 

The way you looked at him, your needy hands grabbing him pulling him closer. 

The way you'd look beneath him.

Fuck he wished he hadn't thought of that. His cock twitched, aching for friction. For your touch.

His hand immediately moved to stroke his length, knowing how badly he needed you. How bad he needed release.

This was the only time he let you consume him without pushing it away. The only time he gave into what he was really feeling.

He couldn't handle you knowing that you had this much control over him. That just thinking about you turned him on to no end. That when you got too close to him his breath always got caught in his throat.

He stroked harder, faster, picturing it being your hand touching him.

Your eyes locked on him as you stroked his length with your hand.

Feeling your tits press against his chest. And your smell. Was intoxicating. Everything about you was. 

Your hot exposed skin pressed against him.

Fuck. He could practically feel you. You. Touching him. Kissing his neck as you stroked his length faster and faster.

No, he wanted more.

More than that.

He wanted to fuck you senseless.

Make you a complete mess like you had done to him.

He wanted to see you gasping, moaning his name as he pinned you to his bed.

He couldn't take it.

Just thinking about you.

It pushed him over the edge.

His body trembled as he came, hard, biting his lip to keep him from making any noise as pleasure flooded his body.

He was panting.

Catching his breath.

His heart still racing.

You had no idea you were doing this to him.

How were you doing this to him?

—

You awoke in the infirmary with a pounding headache.

It was later in the afternoon.

Your brain felt fogged. And the room seemed too bright for you.

You sat up slowly with a groan, feeling completely disoriented.

You looked down at the fresh change of clothes you had on your body.

When did I-

"There's little miss runaway!"

You turned to see Penguin smiling at you as well as Shachi, both cleaning up the infirmary.

"Huh?" you asked, looking at him with no idea of what he had been talking about.

He was smiling slightly as he wiped down a table,

"You left last night before you could do the next round of drinks."

Shachi too was furiously cleaning as he spoke up,

"Captain wasn't too happy we let you get drunk, so we're stuck cleaning every room in the sub until its spotless."

You blinked a moment.

Shit.

That's right.

I passed out last night.

You racked your brain of all of the events that happened.

Riku's birthday.

Talking to a bunch of crew members you barely remembered.

You did remember the big scary one's name was Jean Bart.

And that you played a drinking game.

And you won.

Then ran out.

Oh shit.

You had gone into Law's office. Drunk out of your mind.

Oh Jesus.

Panic was setting in.

What the hell did you say exactly?

"You okay?"

You blinked as Penguin was looking at you with concern holding a glass of water in front of you.

"Oh...yeah... yeah I'm okay."

You took the class of water from his hands with a slight smile.

"Thanks."

He nodded his head and continued cleaning.

—

You spent the rest of the afternoon sitting and reading in the infirmary.

Clione had stopped by and brought in food but you felt too nauseous to eat.

You felt dizzy, just sitting up.

There was no doubt in your head you would never be drinking like that again.

Clione spoke up again as he sat in a chair relaxing,

"You know eating helps a hangover?"

You simply hummed in response, ignoring his words as you read your book.

He knew he was being ignored so he spoke up again,

"It's 5 pm, you need to try to eat something."

You blinked a moment, finally looking up from the book,

"I don't think I ever said thank you for bringing this book for me to read. I'd be pretty bored without it."

He started immediately,

"I didn't bring you the book- And did you listen to a word I just said?"

You ignored his words as you sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed.

"Can I shower?"

He face palmed and let out an exasperated sigh.

"Yes, fine whatever."

He begrudgingly stood up and motioned you to follow him out the door.

You still felt slightly dizzy and nauseous as you walked, but you were so excited to shower. Showers always helped cure a hangover. 

He opened the bathroom door for you and pointed to a cabinet under the sink as he spoke,

"Towels and soap are in there. I'll be out here, just don't be long, okay?"

You nodded your head as you walked in and he shut the door.

There were 3 showers in the bathroom so you chose the one in the middle to use.

You started the shower, and walked over to the mirror as you waited for the water to warm up.

You took off the fresh clothes and stared at yourself.

For feeling so god awful, you really didn't look bad.

Your long blonde hair was slightly messy but fell nicely at your sides.

You had a bandage wrapped around your waist still from that first wound you had gotten.

It didn't give you any pain anymore. Or at least not enough for you to notice.

Your skin was clear, but the dark circles under your eyes were prominent.

You let out a sigh as you walked over to the cabinet where Riku had told you to go, and took a towel, then walked back over to the shower.

You hung the towel up, and when you stepped under the warm water you let out a soft sigh of relief.

Oh, it felt so wonderful.

The water droplets running down your body, warmth hitting your skin.

You shut your eyes and let your mind drift off.

You felt rain beating down on your skin.

It was cold.

Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion.

Shouts echoed below you.

You could feel the wind howling in your ears as your hair whipped violently in the wind.

The sky was dark, and your wings were on either side of you not moving.

Your hand was on your left side.

You lifted it to look at it.

The palm of your hand was covered in blood.

You were falling from the sky.

Plummeting towards the deep dark abyss of sea below you.

You heard shouts, and the crack of thunder.

But then everything went silent.

And your body went numb.

You opened your eyes and it stung.

Everything around you was black.

You inhaled, and it burned.

You screamed but it was silent.

You had no sense of direction. Which way was up or down. 

Your mind was screaming. But your body was silent. Stuck in place, unable to move.

You were suffocating. That salty water being inhaled into your lungs as your body sunk deeper into the dark abyss of the sea.

Your eyes shut open as you breathed heavily, heart racing in your chest.

The warm shower water still running through your hair and over your body as you slowly came back to reality.

As you placed a hand on the wall to keep yourself stable.

Shit.

My mind is a mess.

It was a flashback. From the fight that had taken place right before the Heart Pirates had found you.

Who was shouting?

Who had you fought against, and why couldn't you remember?

Suddenly everything else seemed so small, as you tried to rack your brain and think back to what the hell happened to you and your crew.

You hurried and finished your shower, and wrapped your towel around your body as you walked out the door towards the infirmary.

Clione, who had been zoned out, quickly followed behind you as he realized you had walked out of the bathroom.

"Shiina! What are you doing?"

You were deep in thought as you walked down the hallway back towards the infirmary tuning out his words.

You hadn't realized you were gaining a few looks from passing members of the crew.

You were only in a towel.

"You're practically naked what are you-"

"What island were you arriving at when you found me?"

You had stopped abruptly in your tracks as you looked at him.

"You guys had to have been close to an island, since the sub would have had to be above water for you to find me with Sora on the surface."

He paused, noticing the serious look on your face.

"Um... honestly I'm not entirely sure. I think that's something you'd need to speak with captain about."

You huffed when you heard his answer.

You wanted to press him more, but he probably wasn't allowed to give you that information anyways.

You turned around and kept walking towards the infirmary.

You just wanted answers.

You wanted to know where your crew was. 

At least know if they were okay.

But also seeing the captain was the last thing you wanted to do after you had no idea what the hell you had yapped about while drunk in his office.

When you got back to the infirmary you changed into fresh clothes and crawled back into bed.

You had hardly been awake at all that day, but felt so exhausted.

Clione had brought another plate of food later on, and you finally managed to choke down a bit of food without feeling like you'd puke.

Your body felt exhausted, but also restless.

You lay awake in the dark infirmary.

Your mind was stuck on your crew.

You tossed and turned in your bed.

You felt... lonely.

You missed them.

You closed your eyes desperately trying to remember what had happened.

Eventually your mind slowed, as you drifted off to sleep.