angryfistofgod | for shits an giggles

[Robin blinks again, finally waking up.

Oh. That's what he meant.

She giggles and wraps an arm around him.]

Why are you up so late in the night, Luffy?

I was on watch and then I was off watch and I wanted to see Robin. [Grins. peace] Were you having good dreams?

You look over me while I'm sleeping?

[That is both disquieting and reassuring.]

No. But tonight I felt like it.

I see.

[Robin squeezes a little and nuzzles his forehead.]

Thank you for checking up on me.

Shishishi no problem ~<3

Robin's warm.

[And runs her fingers through his hair a little, trying to smooth out a few of the knots.]

Living bodies are naturally warm. If I was cold I'd be dead.

Franky is cold in some places. [especially when it's cold out] Remember when I got my tongue stuck to him? heeheehee

[ :| face forever. She remembers.]

That's because Franky's a cyborg. You won't get your tongue stuck to his back, though.

[Not that she knows from experience or anything... >.>]

That's because he wears a shirt. [obviously]

[Robin giggles again.]

Mm.

[She tickles up under his shirt a little.]

Doesn't yours keep you warm?

Ahahaha [squirms away from the tickling] I guess so! [he doesn't really pay attention to that kind of stuff] Hey, Robin!

Yes, Luffy?

[She lets him get away. For now.]

Payback! [and he tickles her back! Rubber fingers everywhere trying to find the best spot]

[kdljfakj Luffy no. Robin giggles, tickling right back.]

[He's laughing too loud by this point. Robin has too many hands! He can't keep up!]

[That's right. Luffy might be the future Pirate King, but Robin is the reigning Queen of Tickles. She simply cannot be beaten by mere mortals.

Unless they are Logia users. But who cares about them?]

Had enough?

Yes. [He is a boneless sack of laughing rubber and even he knows when to quit.] Haa Robin is to good at this game. But that's okay. I'm full. [He pats his stomach absently]

[Robin glances down at his stomach, her brow furrowed. He never says those words. Especially not if his belly is a normal size and not distended like a gross caricature of bourgeoisie. She gently presses her lips to his forehead- they're more sensitive than hands, and more capable of picking up slight fluctuations of temperature.]

Luffy, are you feeling alright?

Yeah. It's good.

[She is thoroughly confused now, but lets it drop. If he's sick, he knows to go to Chopper. Robin wraps her arms around him again, nuzzling her nose against his cheek a little bit.]

Shishishi Guess I had room for more, na. [and he wraps an arm twice around her waist for extra warmth]

[Robin pulls her head back and opens her eyes, then smiles softly.]

Tickles in your stomach, you mean?

Robin. Then again...I don't know if I can ever really be full of that. [Rests his forehead against hers]

[Robin blinks and runs the back of her fingers across his cheek. The skin is smooth, except where the scar creates little ridges under his eye. It must have been a clean cut- if the flesh had been ripped by forceful impact the scar would be jagged, like Crocodile's. Her fingers drop down to his chin for only a fraction of a second, then abruptly return to a spot on his back as she returns her arm to a simple cozy embrace. Love isn't a word she uses lightly, but it applies to each of her nakama. Naturally it would try to manifest itself in a physical way from time to time, and perhaps a few would find such actions acceptable. But Luffy is different. She will not be so selfish with him.

After what seems an eternity she finally remembers to breathe.]

Mm. I'll never be done with you, either.

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allendsmeat - 2013-04-07 20:17 (UTC) - Expand