Rainbows. ||Sanji x Reader||

    Jab. Jab. Jab. You continued to poke at your food, not particularly interested in eating it- even if Sanji cooked it, and you knew it would have an orgasmic taste that could only be a describe as 'sex' good, and would auto-matically send you to cloud nine with even the tiniest taste. No, no, your devious mind had wandered off into the vast land of wonderland, taking each step down into the depths of curiosity with a dash of, naughty.

    Hearing another 'clank' from the sound of dishes hitting each other, you glanced up towards the sink and watched quietly, intently as the blonde did dishes from supper an hour or two ago. Mostly you were staring at his butt, watching it move as he put them away, but it's not like he really needed to know that- his ego was big enough already. Blinking, you watched as he continued with his work, and you wondered.. Would he...? Shaking your head you scoffed at the idea. No, he wouldn't, not even for a million floozies.

    "Is something wrong, (First Name)?~" You looked up, from your distant gaze on the wall and met with worried blue eyes. Had he felt your gaze? Heard your scoff? Yeah, it was probably the later, you had a tendency of doing things like that from time-to-time. "I heard you scoff dear. Is the soup not good enough? Here, let me make you another, only the best for-" He started to reach for it as he spoke, to which you reached out and slapped his hand, causing him to gasp and hold his hand up to his chest, freezing for a moment. Then he cooed something on how 'you were so rough!~'.

    Shaking your head, you glanced down at your soup. You honestly had no idea how it tasted, you hadn't even tried it yet- hell, the only reason you were in here with it in front of you is because Chopper said it would help your scratchy throat. But, you had a good idea it tasted amazing. Looking back up at Sanji, you sighed lightly, seeing him gazing at you. You were so dumb, you might as well tell him, he'd figure out some way to wriggle it out of you. "I-I was just.. thinking." You managed to choke out in a barely audible voice.

    Sanji pouted and pet your hair, which sort of creeped you out slightly. "You shouldn't be talking, I'd hate for you to lose your angelic voice~" That was true, you also weren't suppose to talk, or even squeak unless it was an emergency according to the doctor.. but then Luffy had to go and tickle you until you started to scream because he was bored and lonely. That did NOT earn him any brownie points.. unless you want to call a kick to the head, delicious brownies. Completely forgetting what he said earlier, becoming wrapped up in what could be going on in your 'adorable' little mind, he asked, "But, what are you thinking about?~"

    Your lips pursed together and your stared Sanji right in the eye, not backing down now. "Would you ever make out with Zoro?" Being blunt was your thing, especially when you were curious. Of course, you tried to be polite and not insult anyone, but when you live with a guy like your captain, you get use to it.

    Silence.

    His face muscles twitch as he tried to refrain from curling up in a corner and puking his guts out at such an idea. You looked so cute with your blanket wrapped around your shoulders, staring up at him with your peering eyes. He didn't want to insult you by making you think your question was stupid- even if he would rather watch you make out with Lu- no, wait, that would be horrible! Scratch that! Gag. How could he answer the question with-out making you feel bad..? Smiling down at you, his palm came in contact with your head, lightly patting it. "(First Name)-Swan.. I'm going to say this in the best I can with-out sounding rude, but.. that would only happen if rainbows flew out of Luffys' ass." He finished with a smile, before kissing the top of your head and turning back to his dishes.

    Hmmm...



-Extended Ending-

    Franky jumped up slightly, knocking a few things off his bench at the sound of the door slamming open. Looking up, he saw your figured shadowed from the sun being behind you until you stepped inside. The grin that was on your lips, riled up excitement in him because he knew something super was about to be put into action.

   "Franky, I need you make something for me.."

   An identically mischievous grin made its way onto his face as he listened to what you had in mind.