Part Three

                                    

                                          

"Sanji?" You asked quietly, almost afraid that if you spoke louder, you'd be waking up from some sort of hyper-realistic dream.
His stunned expression quickly shifted into a joyous smile. He ran up to you, scooping you up in his arms and twirling the two of you in the air.
"(Y/N)! I missed you so much!" He cried out. "Your beautiful voice! Your perfect smile! The way your nose scrunches up when I say something annoying! I've missed it all!" He put you down but kept his hands on your arms. "Especially the way your boo-"
WHAMP! A wooden staff came slamming down on his head, nearly knocking him to the ground.
"Sanji, how many times have Robin and I told you to quit going around harassing women!" A redhead lady showed up behind him, followed by a black-haired one and a green-haired man. She gave you an apologetic smile as the man stepped forward to pick Sanji up. "I'm sorry about him, miss. He's a flirt and can get carried away when he sees a pretty lady sometimes."
You laughed awkwardly, cheeks flaring up due to memories from the past. "Oh trust me, I know how heart-eyed he can get."
The women each raised their brows, surprised by your comment. The man didn't seem to care, instead being preoccupied by holding Sanji back. He was holding him with one arm and covering his mouth with the other, his voice being muffled by his friend. Sanji was clearly upset; he couldn't explain that you weren't a random stranger he decided to hit on.
"Do you know each other?" The dark-haired woman asked.
You nodded, eyes moving past them and over to the blond. "We know each other quite well actually. I guess you could call us special friends."
The man released him. He walked back up to you, muttering under his breath about how the green man smelled. 
His mood seemed to pick up once his focus was back on you. He reached a hand up to brush your hair behind your ear, the tips of his fingers grazing past your cheeks. He didn't pull his hand away after resting it on your shoulder. He couldn't say it at the moment with his friends around, but he missed how you felt in his hold.
"How are you, darling?" He asked in his usual charming voice.
You smiled warmly up at him. "Happy to see you've made yourself some new friends."
"They're my crewmates. Don't get too scared now, but," He leaned down close to your ear, "I'm a pirate."
His hot breath hitting your ear sent a familiar tingle down your spine and your fading blush intensified.
He backed away, quickly introducing you to the three before you, all the while rubbing a small circle into your shoulder with his thumb. Nami, the redhead, was their navigator, Robin, the tallest, was their archeologist, and Zoro, the greenhead, was their first mate. Sanji, naturally, was the crew's cook. They had ported into town for a quick stay, leaving the day after tomorrow.
"So, do you think I could stay at your place tonight?" The question was so sudden, you almost didn't know how to answer in front of his friends.
"Oh, erm, I wouldn't mind it. I'll need to get a few more ingredients then to make sure I have enough for both of us," You mumbled, attention finally returning to the vegetables you had come to purchase.
"Sanji, it's rude to suddenly ask someone if you can stay with them, especially if you didn't give them a heads-up in advance," Nami scolded.
"I don't mind!" You were quick to defend him. "It's no trouble at all, especially since we have so much to catch up on. In fact, I wouldn't mind having you three over for dinner as well."