(One Piece) Mongering
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salmon_pinkTitle: Mongering
Fandom: One Piece
Pairing: Kaku/Lucci
Rating: PG-13
Words: 266
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onepieceyaoi100, prompt "doors".
Everyone turns to stare at Fukurou.
Kalifa adjusts her glasses. Blueno looks on impassively. Jyabura turns white as a sheet.
Lucci stares straight ahead. Kaku lowers his head slightly, cap tilting over his eyes.
“T-they,” Jyabura stammers, pointing wildly between Lucci and Kaku. “They had sex?”
“Chapapapa,” Fukurou nods solemnly.
“In my room?!” Spandam wails.
“It was nearer,” Kaku mutters under his breath.
“Well, I suppose it’s a valid way of releasing tension,” Kalifa says with a delicate shrug, ignoring Kumadori as he hops across the room, loudly praying for the twisted and doomed love affair.
“I-I guess,” Spandam whimpers, throwing a wary look at Lucci.
“That’s sexual harassment,” Kalifa informs him.
“For agreeing with you?” Spandam cries, but is largely ignored.
“Whatever, I don’t want to hear any more about it,” Jyabura snaps over the sound of Kumadori attempting to sacrifice himself so that Lucci and Kaku can live on in happiness.
“Chapapapa,” Fukurou replies in understanding. “Lucci likes it rough, when Kaku doesn’t give him time to adjust and pounds him relentlessly into the mattress.”
Jyabura slides bonelessly out of his chair. Kumadori’s knife stops in midair. Kaku discretely clears his throat and looks at the ground.
“Oh, I told them,” Fukurou says in a small voice.
“How exactly do you know that?” Lucci asks quietly, and everyone’s eyes turn to him.
“Blueno made a tiny air door in the wall for us to spy through,” Fukurou replies instantly.
All eyes turn to Blueno’s empty chair, the barely audible click of a closing door ringing in the silence.
Kumadori recommences trying to stab himself.
Fandom: One Piece
Pairing: Kaku/Lucci
Rating: PG-13
Words: 266
Notes: For
onepieceyaoi100, prompt "doors".Everyone turns to stare at Fukurou.
Kalifa adjusts her glasses. Blueno looks on impassively. Jyabura turns white as a sheet.
Lucci stares straight ahead. Kaku lowers his head slightly, cap tilting over his eyes.
“T-they,” Jyabura stammers, pointing wildly between Lucci and Kaku. “They had sex?”
“Chapapapa,” Fukurou nods solemnly.
“In my room?!” Spandam wails.
“It was nearer,” Kaku mutters under his breath.
“Well, I suppose it’s a valid way of releasing tension,” Kalifa says with a delicate shrug, ignoring Kumadori as he hops across the room, loudly praying for the twisted and doomed love affair.
“I-I guess,” Spandam whimpers, throwing a wary look at Lucci.
“That’s sexual harassment,” Kalifa informs him.
“For agreeing with you?” Spandam cries, but is largely ignored.
“Whatever, I don’t want to hear any more about it,” Jyabura snaps over the sound of Kumadori attempting to sacrifice himself so that Lucci and Kaku can live on in happiness.
“Chapapapa,” Fukurou replies in understanding. “Lucci likes it rough, when Kaku doesn’t give him time to adjust and pounds him relentlessly into the mattress.”
Jyabura slides bonelessly out of his chair. Kumadori’s knife stops in midair. Kaku discretely clears his throat and looks at the ground.
“Oh, I told them,” Fukurou says in a small voice.
“How exactly do you know that?” Lucci asks quietly, and everyone’s eyes turn to him.
“Blueno made a tiny air door in the wall for us to spy through,” Fukurou replies instantly.
All eyes turn to Blueno’s empty chair, the barely audible click of a closing door ringing in the silence.
Kumadori recommences trying to stab himself.
