One Piece! Coby + Reader: It's Halloween!

One Piece! Coby & Reader: It's Halloween!
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Happy Halloween Mina~! Enjoy this little story with you and Coby! Comments are always welcome~

TTW out!

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He walked along the familiar stone hallway. Everything seeming to be in order as not even a speck of dirt was there to mar the walkway's complexion. The electrical lights above, forcing even the darkest of shadows to the depths of corners. The day already late as the morning soldiers slowly filed into catch up on some rest.

"Coby!"

The said man turned around, his eyes falling on the female that was running toward him. He watches as she gets closer, black pupils dilating as he realized that she won't be able to stop at that pace.

"Oof!"

He groaned as he rubbed the back of his head. The pain lightly pulsing as he, opened an eye and look at the female on him. His face began burning, the tips of his ears becoming as pink as his hair as he realized she was a breath away. His brain unable to process the pressure that was encasing his wrist.

"Ne, Coby," she smiled, getting up and pulling him to his feet, "follow me!"

"Where are we going?" he managed to get out as he was dragged behind her.

"Its a secret~" she grinned, weaving through the different twists and turns of the building. Pulling him along and gaining some odd looks from the other soldiers.

"Excuse me."

"Pardon me."

"Sorry."

"Coming through."

He continued to listen to her voice as they darted past a few soldiers that were talking in groups along the hallway. The occasional angry shout passing their ears as they continued to run.

Finally they stopped at a door. The thick metal sheet swinging open as she kicked it.

"[f-f/n], it's not nice to kick someone's-"

"Relax Coby," she groaned, "it's my room."

"E-Eh?" he shouted, shielding his face with his arms as he blushed, "I-It isn't p-proper to b-bring a male to your ch-chambers, [f/n]!"

The female only chuckled, grabbing him by his arm and throwing him in the room. A grin on her face as she watched him stumble before standing awkwardly in the center of the room. She then entered, closing the door behind her as they were left isolated in the room.

Coby watched as she walked to her drawer, shifting through the items until-

"Aha!"

Coby jumped a bit, not at all expecting her to yell suddenly, but once he had calmed down he looked from her grinning face to the item in her hand.

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A candle?

"[f/n] what's the candle for?"

She smiled, "Wait and see~"

The pinkette watched as she walked pass him, moving to the side of her bed that was hidden from his view. He watched her bend down her butt sticking out as she slightly bent over. He looked away quickly the heat rising to his cheeks as he caught himself thinking inappropriate thoughts about her. Sparing one more glance, in hopes that she was no longer bent over, he felt relieved when he caught her facing her nightstand. The detail of what she was doing hidden in front of her. He watched for a bit before she slowly slid up the side of her shirt. Her exposed skin catching his eyes and making him execute a quick about face. Steam rolling off his scarlet face.

"Coby, look."

He kept his eyes on the white-washed wall to the corner, her form not present in his line of view.  "I'd rather not."

He heard her sigh, "Come on, look!"

"A-Are you decent?"

You looked down at your body, confused, "What are you talking about?" The moment, of you raising your shirt to take the lighter from a hidden pocket underneath, fluttering through your mind. Though you still weren't sure why you even remembered it.

Coby tentatively looked at you. His eyes widening as he noticed what you were holding in your hand. "A pumpkin?"

"Nope~" you sang, slowly rotating the orange gourd, so that the carved face was facing him.

He lifted a brow, "What is it?"

"A Jack-O-Lantern, silly!" she playfully scolded, placing the handmade craft on her bed as she turned out the lights, looking at Coby expectantly. "So, whatcha think?"

The flickering of the candle, lit within the pumpkin, now acting as the only source of light. [f/n] watched as Coby walked towards it, kneeling to its level before running his hand over the gourde. "It’s amazing," he breathed, " a little creepy, but still beautiful. What's it for?"

"Today of course!"

He looked at you, opening his mouth to ask a question, but you had already beaten him to it.

"It's Halloween!"