One Piece x reader!!!

REQUESTED: Part 2-- Ace x Reader-- "Watching The Boys"

Your pov--

My eyes fluttered open. My vision was filled with the sunlight sneaking out through the hair thin gap between my velvet rose colored curtains.

I smiled as I stretched my body out, raising my arms over my head and arching my back. I sat up and kneeded my eyes with my fists, yawning.

I swung my legs over the side of the bed and got up.

I glanced up at the clock with blissful sleepy eyes, until the numbers startled me out of my coma.

It's already 10:30! I over slept, I'm such a dumbass!

I ran across the room and pulled open the closet doors. I began tossing random clothes behind me.

Why don't I have anything to wear?!

I heard dad yelling through the door for me to hurry up.

"I'm coming!" I yelled as I brushed my teeth. I spit out the toothpaste and wiped my mouth on my arm.

I tore off my pajamas and jumped up and down, pulling my shorts up. I slipped on a black lacy bralette and a dark purple crop top. I grabbed my brown sandals, and swung the door open, lunging forward to sprint toward the small boat.

I slammed into a crew mate, and he fell flat on the deck with me on top of him. I'm such a clutz!

"I am so sorry, I'm just in a hurry."

"Oh no, it's totally fine. You're actually just the girl I was looking for, Miss Newgate."

My eyes grew wide. That voice sounded very familiar.

I pushed myself up to get off of him, when I spotted a cowboy hat. Are you kidding me! Why did my dumbass have to tackle the sexy one!? I began to sweat.

He smiled warmly up at me, his golden tanned skin made his grin appear perfectly white. He chuckled at the predicament, his voice was deep and smooth like honey.

My heart pounded as he held my shoulders in his strong hands. He pushed me back as he sat up, I strattled his lap.

"Are you alright, Y/n?" He chuckled.

"Yeah..." I squeaked.

I felt his hazel eyes staring at me and dropped my gaze to avoid eye contact.

I took in the view of his very well defined 8 pack. Yesterday's image replayed in my head: his tight muscles rippled and glistened with sweat as he lifted and lowered his body to the deck during the push up competition. That's what I was just pressed up against!

My face exploded in heat and I held my cheeks.

"Do you ever wear a shirt!?" I sputtered out.

He laughed, "Well, my nick name is fire fist ace because I'm made of fire, see?"

I glanced up and saw his finger turn into flames, and return to human flesh.

"I never get cold, so I don't need a shirt."

Just perfect. How would I stay focused on our trip when he's so distracting?

I smiled shyly and stood up, offering him a hand, "That makes sense. It must be nice to always be warm. I'm always cold, on the other hand."

His eyes demanded my attention and our gazes met. He grinned cheekily, and took a step closer to me. I squeaked as I backed into the wall outside my bedroom. His index finger gently lifted up my chin, forcing me to stare back into his chocolate pools.

"If you're ever cold, just let me know. I'd be happy to warm you up."

My cheeks flustered at his flirting, and I watched his smile broaden at my reaction.