Vinsmoke Sanji

"Love can burn like a cigarette..." A phrase that kept repeating in your head since that bad experience with love. Fate never makes mistakes, so it sent you someone who avoided that tormenting phrase: Sanji, your best friend.

The relationship you had with the blond boy grew stronger and stronger, the trust you had in each other increased more and more, and through silent whispers Sanji fell in love with you in more ways than one. From the beginning he found you attractive, but something changed when you looked him directly in the eyes. His heart skipped a beat and an extra sensation ran down his spine; it was love.

The rain was present thanks to the sound of the water droplets; the atmosphere was warm. You and the witty blond were in your room chatting about trivial things until the moment Sanji had been waiting for arrived: love.

—"Now...how many men have you kissed?"
He asked curiously, trying to control his nerves by asking something about the subject.

—"None"
You answered honestly; you felt somewhat vulnerable talking about these things, since your previous partner refused to kiss... But talking about this topic with Sanji wasn't a problem.

—"And would you offer me a...kiss?"
The blond man murmured in embarrassment as he watched you fearfully, anticipating your response.

-"Could be..."
Answer the boy's question in a fun way.

-"Because?"
I asked, somewhat confused, trying not to fully reveal my insecurity in my words.

—"For a silly reason. I just want to kiss you."
You finally confessed

The blond man simply froze, his gaze a mixture of thoughts and expectations. He desperately needed to feel your lips, which for so long had been a dream; now all his hopes could come true. Embarrassed, he reached out and touched your cheek, tilting his face slightly towards you.

—"Me too...you have no idea how much"