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( he doesn't even bother to hide the smile on his face when she lets him know she'd missed him, feeling a warm sensation building up in his chest of all places, all tingly and weird. sucking in a deep breath, he presses a kiss to her cheek, that kiss somehow lingering for a moment longer than necessary before he just lets her settle with her back against him, facing the fire. )

You hungry? ( he uses a stick to pull the basket closer to them. there's still one more tangerine, as well as the fried rice and the rum. he gets the container of food out, placing it on her lap before he digs around for a spoon. the one spoon. oops. in before she teases him about doing something else "romantic" like feeding her... )

Don't even say it. ( he pulls the lid off the container and takes a spoonful of rice for himself. gotta give it a taste test, right? and then... he actually does offer her the next bite. it's not bad. pretty delicious. )

[ Before she turns, Nami can't stop herself from running a hand over his cheek. It's really good when he smiles, which is as romantic a thought as the rest of this undertaking, and no more romantic than the way she leans up so she can kiss his temple before settling back against him. ]

Say what? [ Nami has to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling, aware that they both know exactly what he's implying and more than a little amused by that fact - or maybe she's just caught up in her own silly giddiness over having him here, and knowing her cares. ] You really thought of everything huh?

[ He offers her a spoonful and she pauses briefly, eyeing in surprise before her cheeks flush and she leans in to have a bite. As she chews she steals the spoon out of his hand, returning it to the container so that she can scoop out another mouthful and offer it to him. ] This is good. [ She's not just talking about the rice either, hopefully he gets that. ]

( she's gentle with him in a way that no one has ever been. he's not sure what he might have done to deserve it. him, the demon of the east blue. who's only ever known how to fight and how to kill. when she scoops some rice up and offers it to him, he almost grins a little, not quite able to help himself; having not expected her to return the favor. he takes the bite and chews, before resting his chin on her shoulder. )

Mm. It better be. It costs me twenty berry. ( obviously, this one did not get what she was really referring to, but he is thinking that this is nice. he's clearly enjoying being with her like this. it shows in the way he seems all kinds of relaxed, with his arms wrapped loosely around her.

shifting slightly, he reaches into the basket to pluck out that pinwheel again, holding it out in front of her. )

Where'd you learn to do this?

[ The notion that he looks kind of beautiful like this, grinning slightly while the light of the fire he's made them warms over the angles of his face, would normally send her into a slight panic. When it comes to feelings, the sense of being in over her head is never far behind whenever thoughts like this cross her mind, but tonight feels - different somehow, like it's a little more okay to let herself enjoy him. ]

Twenty whole berry huh? Keep spoiling me like this Zoro, and I'll start thinking you're trying to seduce me. [ Nami grins, turning her head so she can kiss his cheek. ]

Back home. My mom taught me.

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apols i fell asleep in the face of all this romance

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