One Piece [Requested Scenarios]

Clumsy!Trafalgar Law x Eustass Kid

[Hey!! Not sure if requests are open, but if they are, can I get a cute Law with his crush scenario thing... Thank you!] 

Warning: ooc law but idgas

"You're staring."

Law raised an eyebrow and nibbled at a fry. "I don't stare. I just...observe."

"Sure you do," Ace took the last gulp of his McFlurry, a piece of chocolate sticking in the corner of his mouth. Law found that extremely irritating, but he managed to suppress his anger, as for now.

All of a sudden, just on the opposite corner of the restaurant, a roar of laughter erupted, drawing everyone's attention. Not that the actual source of this laughter cared much about that; besides, with such appealing features, it'd be hard not to attract glares of anyone who's in the same room.

He was rowdy, he was loud, he was almost as reckless as he was hot, and above all, just so...

Law searched for an optimal word for quite a while, all while chewing on his fries half-heartedly.

...so cantankerous, was the word he'd use to describe Eustass Kid.

"Why don't you go over there, say hi, you know, captivate him with your natural charm?" Ace proposed, peeking over his shoulder at Kid's table. "His mouth is like freaking energizer bunny, so you can't possibly say anything bad that would scare him away. You know, like that time on the trip to Budapest when you tripped-"

"Don't," Law managed to stop him before the memories of that catastrophic event came flooding back into his brain again. Not that his brain didn't remind him about the embarrassment every night, just when Law wanted to catch his already-limited time for sleep. Generally, ever since they were in the same class at school, Law couldn't help but get much more clumsy than the socially acceptable norm was set.

Ace smirked and placed his McFlurry on the dangerously big pile of drained Cola cups and emptied chicken nugget packs in front of him. With a deep sigh Law stood up and reached for their trays.

As he was making his way to the bin, he noticed his hands getting sweaty and his cheeks reddening when he was about to pass Kid's table.

Nonsense, he thought, bravely clutching onto the tray. He couldn't possibly have such strong effect on him, certainly no.

Suddenly the pile of empty boxes and papers from Ace's modest meal toppled over the edge. Perhaps the laws of physics weren't able to take in a human being able to eat that much junk food at one go. Or perhaps the whole universe decided today is going to be another Law Humiliation Day, which was far more likely.

"Ah," Law managed to stutter out as the content of the tray landed on Kid's shoulders and lap, some last drops of Cola staining his clothes. The whole restaurant suddenly got quiet, and Law prayed to all gods for a heart attack. At least they would carry him out on the stretcher and he wouldn't have to face the humiliation, which currently seemed to be pulsing through his whole body in waves.

Somewhere among the tables, Ace cackled loudly.

"Trafalgar," Kid started with a grave voice, snapping a piece of a nugget off of his shoulder. He seemed terrifyingly calm. "I see it's Budapest all over again, huh? And you're insisting on picking me as the victim of your, ah, charms?"

His friends chuckled hesitantly, as if they didn't know whether to run or keep watching the turn of events.

Great, now I'm becoming an entertainer to those idiots, Law thought.

"I'm sorry, Eustass-ya," he murmured, silently praying to God to smite him off the surface of the Earth already. "It just slipped."

Kid just raised an eyebrow. "I'm sure you didn't mean for it to do so, did you?"

The stark-white shirt of his, which was annoyingly far too tight as for Law's taste, started springing with red stains from the Cola treatment. So Law blurted out the first thing that came into his mind without thinking, much to his own horror.

"You gotta clean it, before it dries up."

Kid looked down, as if noticing the wetness on his chest just now. "I gotta clean it? Was I the one who knocked the whole tray over on myself?"

The whole table seemed more relaxed than before, snorting with contempt and shooting Law pitiful glances. Wonderful friends Kid had, that was out of question.

Law sighed with surrender.

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"You know, for a dude who acts all punky and gloomy, and that edgy vibe you have going on, you're quite uncoordinated," Kid muttered, watching the man brush the surface of his shirt with a wetted tissue as they both stooped over the basin.

"Yes, I seemed to already get the hint, especially with the whole McDonalds judging me as if I just committed murder."

"Well, it was hard not to judge. You were like a bull in a china shop with two left-"

"I said I got it," Law growled. His movements seemed to be getting harsher than before, the too-close proximity of the redhead leaving him all hot and bothered. Was it too close? Or was it not close enough?

The restaurant's bathroom just couldn't get any smaller, as if Law didn't have enough problems on his mind already. To reach for the tap and wet the tissue again he had to brush his arm against Kid's chest. Much to his dismay, it was warm and muscly, just as perfect as it looked from afar. Not that Law cared about it, no.

"So you're here with your boy?" Kid asked, peeking down at Law who furiously tried to wash away a particularly stubborn stain in the middle of his chest. "McDonalds date? That's just stu-"

"Ace is not my boy," the man spat out. "I've been single for twenty six years now and I don't plan on changing it."

Kid just hummed. "He's hot though."

A familiar heat of embarrassment washed over Law's face, leaving it as red as the Cola stains. There was something else as well, deep inside his heart. Law already knew that feeling, and he wasn't going to let it get to him.

"He's single. Good luck."

"You don't seem to be particularly excited."

"Well, would you be happy to see another one of your friends getting hit on? Terribly, just to add?" Law wasn't sure where he's getting his courage from. He wasn't even able to as much as look Kid in the face before, and now he was scolding him on his flirting techniques. Just awesome.

"You think my flirting is terrible?"

The question hung in the air awkwardly, like a guillotine over Law's head. He prayed, yes, again, for the stain he so passionately scrubbed to finally disappear, along with his dignity and self-confidence.

"I don't know, Eustass-ya," Law decided to slowly back away from the sensitive topic. "You haven't flirted with me yet."

"Well, have I?" Kid asked, the corner of his mouth twitching into a smirk. "Keep scrubbing. There's one drop here as well."

He gestured to his groin and earned himself a pitiful snort.

"Now I can say for sure, your flirting is goddamn terrible. Just like your friends."

"What's wrong with my friends?"

"Oh, I think they're lovely. Just so welcoming and kind. Great people." At this point, Law begun to pray to himself to finally shut up. He kept talking nonsense despite his tongue getting weirdly dry and drops of cold sweat dripping down his neck.

"You can insult me and my flirting," Kid started, leaning over. His breath tickled Law's temple, his voice getting more hoarse with each word. Which of course wasn't a total turn-on, even in the slightest. "But don't you insult my friends, Trafalgar. Clear?"

Law just muttered something back, which he himself didn't quite understand. But when Kid got silent for longer than few seconds - his personal record, Law assumed - he couldn't help but look up into his face.

Kid sent him a devilish smirk, probably the hottest thing in the universe, and cleared his throat awkwardly.

"So. You wanna grab a drink or something?"