3rd pov
Two days has passed since then and (y/n) is now making sure they have everything before setting off
"medicine... Anesthesia... Check, pain killers, check, hydrogen peroxide.... Check" she mumbled.
"what's a 'hydrogen peroxide'?" ikkaku asks behind her as she was stocking the shelves.
"it's Agua oxinada. It's what captain puts on small wounds to disinfect them." (y/n) explains shortly and continues to do her stocking.
"huh...? But why call it that instead of the other?"
"hydrogen peroxide is the scientific term for Agua oxinada, it's only natural if I do so"
"then whats-"
"shh. Can you shut up? I forgot how many pills now." (y/n) scoffed.
"sorry" ikkaku shivered, "you still hadn't cut your hair"
"hmm? Oh, I keep forgetting it"
"do you want me to cut it?"
"no, I'm used to cutting my own hair, it's alright"
....
(y/n) walked into the gallery and instantly felt all eyes on her.
Her long hair was now (h/l hair length)
It made her look good, no, better.
"nice haircut" law hummed as she sat next to him
"shut up you"
He just chuckled as a response.
(y/n) noticed, just noticed, that every time she were to even do anything and accidentally succeed, again, he'd always be there.
As if he was following her around.
But she never even felt him follow her, nor feel his presence behind or in front of her, which was odd considering that once she thinks about, "oh, I forgot to give these to captain" and he'd be at his office.
Oh nothing, it was just odd to her.
Timeskip (sorry so many Timeskip, my brain is way, WAY, too intellectual to know what scene is whose, so Timeskip maybe two months)
(y/n) sat in her room, meditating to keep her calm...
Becaus earlier this day, Wilbur found her number.
And he decided it was a good reason to keep calling her even 3 in the morning, before (y/n) could even smash the snail into the wall or throw it in the ocean, she meditates.
"purururu"
'let it be...' she thought.
The constant ringing of the snail snaps her back to Wilbur calling until she had enough and handed the snail to law who gladly took it as she now meditates silently.
'it's been two hours... I wonder how he holds up' (y/n) thought and went to his room and knocked three times before he opened it.
"good evening captain" (y/n) said formally with a nod.
"good evening" he hummed and let her in
She looked around his room
The furry, carpeted floor (the crew pushed back against him to make it carpeted since most of the time, poor captain would just pass out and sleep on the floor, at least with soft carpeted floors he won't have a chance of concussion and will soften his land a bit), a big bed damn center of the room, it's covers were white with even whiter sheets, a set of pillows untouched, and oddly, a white bear on one corner, weakly hidden.
A nightstand on both its side while a desk by the left side, a dark colored wardrobe beside a door, presumably his bathroom or anything he could've used that room for, and on the other side was two bookshelves and three stacked books on the floor, a wooden table in between them with a wooden chair.
The table had stacked papers, even a cup full of pens and a mug.
"so, why are you here?" law asks as he locked the door behind him
"well, it's been a while, how's your conversation with Wilbur?" (y/n) asked as law hummed and sat in his super soft bed.
"can you sit here? Next to me?" law asked once he took off his shoes and laid in the bed with his back against the head board.
"here?" (y/n) pointed to the desk
"no, here..." he patted the space next to him on the bed.
"why? I can sit here perfectly" she huffed.
"but I want you here" law smirked.
(y/n) rolled her eyes with a scoff and just complied
She took off her shoes and sat next to him
A polite distance but still next to him
"well, speaking of Wilbur-ya, didn't know he can be quite civil at times, he said he just want to know if you're doing well" law said
"why was he annoying me then?"
"the usual Wilbur" law hummed.
"how did he get my number?"
"he dialed every number runtil he got yours" law chuckled.
"for fucks sake. I hate that guy" she huffed with a 'hmph' pout, "what did you two talk about though?"
"many things, he kept rambling on how he made bombs so deadly he doesn't even need to label them to know how dangerous they are"
"yeah, he loves his bombs..."
"and he kept forgetting that I'm the one talking to him, not you"
"why?"
"he keeps asking what the scientific names of certain elements are, pythagorean theorems, such and such that I can't understand" he sighed.
"pythagorean theorem is pretty easy, not gonna lie" (y/n) hummed
"what's the formula of it?"
"c square is the result of the sum of b square and a square"
"what?"
"yeah... You won't understand"
Law hummed before shrugging
"he speaks your language I speak mine... So... I still have a few thoughts"
"yeah?"
"mhm, that distant cousin of yours... Aren't they a bit... Mysterious?" law asked
"from the stories I've been told, they were always like that" she hummed, "and so are you, captain"
"oh? I am? I didn't notice, and what do you mean stories?"
"stories about them are sometimes you'd think exaggerated without proof, like that one time she stood up against their whole school and burned it down"
"burned- burned it down?!"
"the fire was so massive it just slowly dies out. And no one ever knew who did it, they said it was because the electric wires heated so much that it exploded, but... They did that"
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