[ For Nami, there's almost nothing more nerve-wracking than not being able to plan for something. From the moment she decided it was alright to start letting him get close to her, Sanji has been a surprise, leading her into a situation that's so much more than she anticipated. ]
I've never– [ No, that makes her sound like she dove into bed with him with no knowledge, and Nami shakes her head at the realization, eyes narrowing as she picks her way through her words, trying to get her own confession out. ] I mean, not often. There wasn't. [ Time. Freedom. Space to breathe, like there is aboard Merry with this passel of idiots she'd already lay down her life for.
Hurting people was part of life for such a long, long time, and he's so unflappably kind. She'll boss the crew around and tell them all off, send Sanji on mindless errands or give Zoro bad directions when he gets on her nerves, but she doesn't want to be who she's had to be in the past anymore. She doesn't want to hurt him, or treat his heart like a commodity because she doesn't know any better. ]
I've never had a boyfriend before. [ The words come rapid fire, like they're practically being shoved out the door, and Nami follows the declaration up with a long drink of wine, draining half the glass before she dares to look in his direction again. What a stupid thing to say. What a childish word to use. Her grip on the stem of her glass tightens as her brows knit together, her jaw tightening as her concern slips through the unruffled front she's barely been holding together since his arrival. ]
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I've never– [ No, that makes her sound like she dove into bed with him with no knowledge, and Nami shakes her head at the realization, eyes narrowing as she picks her way through her words, trying to get her own confession out. ] I mean, not often. There wasn't. [ Time. Freedom. Space to breathe, like there is aboard Merry with this passel of idiots she'd already lay down her life for.
Hurting people was part of life for such a long, long time, and he's so unflappably kind. She'll boss the crew around and tell them all off, send Sanji on mindless errands or give Zoro bad directions when he gets on her nerves, but she doesn't want to be who she's had to be in the past anymore. She doesn't want to hurt him, or treat his heart like a commodity because she doesn't know any better. ]
I've never had a boyfriend before. [ The words come rapid fire, like they're practically being shoved out the door, and Nami follows the declaration up with a long drink of wine, draining half the glass before she dares to look in his direction again. What a stupid thing to say. What a childish word to use. Her grip on the stem of her glass tightens as her brows knit together, her jaw tightening as her concern slips through the unruffled front she's barely been holding together since his arrival. ]