💖A Valentine's Day Special 💖
For: SanjixNami Fans
From: MQ😘
Summary:
Nami-swan is the youngest daughter of a rich family in Cocoyashi City, located in the East Section of the world. Her family members all have and share a unique experience in Ag...
Like I said, it's someone that only half of the crew (The Strawhats obviously) met, and Usopp wasn't there. . . . And (Final hint) . . . . . . . . . . . He came in a FILLER . . . . . . If you have/haven't guessed who it is yet😂 either way, you'll still be surprisedthat he's even in here
"Get the hell off me, already!" Nami yelled at the stranger who was holding her sharply against the rough alleyway's wall, as she desperately kicked and tried to push the guy off of her,
"Did you miss me?" He asked once more while licking her ear,
For a minute, Nami managed to break free after hitting him at the waist with her knee, however, before she could get close to reach for her clima-tact that had fallen out earlier, the guy quickly grabbed both of her hands and pinned them above her head causing her to flinch at the hold, the wall behind her had scraped her arm and exposed shoulders leaving tiny cuts.
Not to mention that his grip on her wrist from before was strong enough to make a painful mark,
"Now certainly you must miss that" He laughed at her, seeing that Nami was still glaring daggers at him from her eyes, he found it really amusing,
"You mean if I miss being able to live carefree of you and not being able to see your wretched not-dead face, then yeah. I most certainly miss 'that'"
"Haha, your still funny like always, Doll face"
"Stop calling me that! Just what are you doing back here...
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. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Grount"
Nami took a moment to observe him, his appearance hadn't looked much different from the last time she saw him, except for his baddie-style clothing consisting of dark colored slightly ripped jeans, white button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up under the elbow, looking almost crinkled, a sweater loosely tied around his neck and a huge brace worn around his left arm.
Grount leaned forward to her face, the smirk that she was beginning to hate (well, always hate) more than her bruised wrists was still plastered on his lips as she continued to glare at him,
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