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cherryblossom-chopper · 4 years

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I'm kinda sucker for akward senarios. So how about this. Marco, Thatch and Ace have ask their crush on a date. It goes well they both have fun and boys think they have good chance. But the crush is oblivius af so when the boys say it was a great DATE the crush gets the oh shit face and asks "wait it was a date" how would they react. (The crush likes them back but is OBLIVIUS)ps, love your work here🤗

FUKKK O K A Y

So this legit happened to me when I was like a junior on high school. This kid who was on the tech crew in the theater performance I was in, had been a long time friend of mine. So when he asked me if I wanted to get some food via text my dumbass thought nothing of it and I just thought that he wanted to some dinner because we we’.re going to have a late night practice. We went to this little pizza placed and he even pA I D FOr mY FOOD!! I had no idea it was suppose to be a date and it was a mess. When I found out it was a date I felt really bad because I had no idea. Legit no clue and I just didn’t feel that way about him either. So that was awkward, ANY WAY thank you for supporting me, my love and I’m sorry that this took so long

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~Post writing note: Thatch’s is shorter and I’m really sorry about that, I just felt like I couldn’t do his character justice.~

Marco

Marco sucked in a breath and cracked his knuckles. The Moby Dick was gently docking at the port. Good ole Pops decided it would be a beautiful enough day to resupply the ships. To the excitement of the White Beard Pirates, the island was currently holding an annual festival. The pirates were, of course, welcomed with open arms, for the islanders had been under White Beards protection for multiple years.

Many of the crew had already launched themselves off the ship to start their party a bit early, but Marco and (Name) had been caught by Pops before they could sneak away. The old geezer figured they’d been more than enough crew members to start picking out supplies for the ship.

Marco had silently cursed his captain. (Name) made him nervous, his heart would beat faster, and his hands begin to sweat. He could never find the right words to say, and his mouth sometimes ran dry. The phoenix had confided in Thatch, who laughed in his face. His old friend claimed Marco had just fallen in love with their spunky friend. Marco had a sneaking suspicion that Thatch told Pops due to the grin on the old man’s face when he left with (Name).

The duo initially was on the search for supplies, but when (Name) grabbed Marco’s wrist and pointed towards a group of street performers. “Marco, can we go watch for a just a minute?” they asked, offering the most prominent puppy dog eyes the pirate could manage.

Marco could feel a blush creeping up on his face, and he sheepishly nodded. (Name) was just too damn precious for him to ever say no. He bit his lip as (Name) dragged him across the road towards the performers. Marco smiled a bit while gazing at them. (Name) looked so happy, their eyes were lit up, like a little kid at a birthday party.

The two of them swayed to the beat of the sound of drums, and Marco took a moment to relax. He shut his eyes and tilted his head upwards towards the sun. Marco smiled a little as he felt (Name)s fingers still tenderly curled around his wrist.

Peaking his eyes open, Marco caught sight of something colorful in the sky. Squinting, he was able to tell it was a hot air balloon. As he watched it float peacefully past the clouds, he got a wonderfully awful, horrible, probably no good idea that put a lump in his throat.

“Hey, (Name), what do you think of going on a hot air balloon ride? Just the two of us,” Marco asked cooly, his eyes still fixed on the balloon still floating in the sky.

“Oh! That sounds like a nice way to see the island,” (Name) grinned as they also spotted the air balloon as well, “Where can we get one?”

Marco shrugged and took a moment to speak to some locals, hoping they’d have an answer for him. A few young ladies, blushed and giggled at him and was able to point him in the right direction. Marco returned to (Name) and bit the inside of his cheek. He held out his hand to his friend, “They said it’s on the edge of town. I think I know the way.” Marco smiled as (Name) took his hand, and he guided them down the street, past the performers.

After wandering around town, the two managed to find the place that the rides had been offered. Marco tossed a handful of deliciously golden coins to the man standing by the balloon. He helped (Name) into the basket and smiled over his shoulder to the man staring at them. “Don’t worry, I know how to drive one of these,” he united the rope and hopped into the balloon’s basket.

Marco felt at easy as they were gently carried away from the ground. He watched the man began to become nothing more a speck among the greenery. He looked over towards (Name), who was nervously peering towards the ground.

“You okay?” Marco placed a gentle hand on their shoulder. (Name) nodded and offered him a weak smile. “Of course, I just forgot how much heights freak me out?” (Name) replied.

Marco smiled a bit and sat on the bottom of the basket and patted the spot beside him, “Will you sit with me? I think I can help.”

(Name) nodded and sat beside him. “Sorry, I made to come up here,” Marco mumbled sheepishly, “I didn’t realize you were scared of heights.”

They glanced at him and pouted a little bit, “I’m not scared of heights. I don’t want to fall.”

The pirate chuckled and wrapped an around (Name) ’s shoulder. “Don’t worry (Name). You’re always safe with me,” he promised to them as they shyly rested their head on his shoulder. Marco smiled more and began to hum a little lullaby to help soothe (Name).

Marco couldn’t help but think that the day he was living was torn from the pages of a fairy tale. The sun was setting as Marco retired a few small sandbags to the basket, and he offered (Name) his hand. They gently took it and lifted them to their feet.

“Are you feeling better?” Marco rubbed gentle circles on (Name) ’s back. They chuckled and nodded, “I’m sorry, that was embarrassing.” (Name) gazed at the setting sun while squeezing Marco’s hand.

The balloon settled gently onto the ground, and Marco helped (Name) out of the basket. “Thank you” (Name) held onto him as they tried not to tumble out of the basket. Marco chuckled a little, “Care to get back in?”

(Name) shook their head a little, “Heights are not my thing!” As they turned to head back into the center of town, (Name) stopped dead in their tracks, “Marco, we forgot to pick out supplies for the ship.”

Marco snorted, “It’s alright, Pops will forgive us because we finally went on a date.“ “Date? A-are you sure about that?” (Name) looked up at him with wide eyes.

He quirked an eyebrow, and a smirk lit upon his face, “Of course it was. Did you have any idea?”

They looked down shyly and blushed darkly, “No, Marco. I’m sorry, but I still enjoyed it. Could we maybe go on another one?”

Tenderly Marco took (Name)“ s hand and pressed a kiss to their knuckles, "Of course, we can.”

Thatch

Dinner time with the White Beard Pirates is always a vivacious event. Men laughing, howling, and drinking to excess is a common occurrence. However, what wasn’t a common occurrence was the missing commander Thatch. This dork was, of course, in the kitchen. After the chefs had cleared out of the kitchen, the former cook began creating his own masterpiece from food.

Sweat trickled down his face, and his eccentric pompadour was somewhat disheveled. He had finally gotten enough courage to ask his long-time crush to have a private dinner with him. Thatch would’ve asked them earlier, but every time he tried, the words died on his tongue, and he ended up blabbering like a fool. However, thanks to the encouragement of Ace, or what Thatch called medaling, he finally asked (Name) to dinner.

He was putting the final touches on the dessert parfait he had created when there was a knock on the kitchen door. For a moment, his heart stopped before he stowed the dessert away into the refrigerator.

Thatch tried smoothed out his wild mane of hair, and he dabbed the sweat from his forehead. He opened the door and smiled at (Name). “ You made it,” he opened the door for them.

“Oh wow, Thatch, it smells great in here,” (Name) sniffed the air and spied the food on the table. Thatch invited (Name) to sit a the table and began preparing a plate for them.

“I cooked a chicken with carrots, red potatoes, and onions,” Thatch sliced off some chicken and piled a few carrots and potatoes onto the plate, “I hope that’s okay.”

(Name) picked up a fork and watched him set down the plate, and gingerly they took a bite of the chicken. “Oh Thatch!” they cried, “It’s so good! I can’t believe you’ve denied me such yummy food for so long.”

The commander chuckled a little, “ I use to cook a lot more, but sometimes life gets busy.” He settled down at the table and stuck a piece of potato into his mouth.

(Name) nodded solemnly, “Well, maybe you could teach me how to cook?” they looked up at him with a hopeful expression.

A grin as bright as a thousand suns appeared of Thatch’s face. “Aw, (Name), I would love that!” He beamed, “I’d love to get to spend to get extra time with you.” Thatch tried to hide his blush by dabbing his face with a napkin.

(Name) grinned “It’s a date then!” they teased

Thatch sat up straight, his face was red, and his eyes were wide. “You want to go on another date with me?” he practically squeaked out. He watched them closely.

(Name) tilted their head and blushed darkly, “What?”

He rubbed the back of his neck, “Well, you agreed to come to dinner with me.”

“I didn’t realize this was supposed to be a date,” (Name) hid their face a little, “But I’d be more than happy to go on another one with you.”

Thatch grinned widely and blew (Name) a kiss from across the table, “I’ll try to think of something more fun to do next time, darling.”

Ace

The waves splashed Ace’s sun-kissed skin, as he stood knee-deep in the ocean water. He bent down and scooped up a tulip-shaped shell. Ace marveled over the red and cream-colored seashell.

He waded out of the clear sea waves, and Ace walked toward a shady tree grove were a few pirates had been dozing. He smiled as his friends slept comfortably on the small patch of grass. He knelt down and shook (Name) with his free hand.

(Name) grunted and peaked a grumpy eye open. They glanced up at Ace, before grumbling out, “I was sleeping. What do you need?”

Ace grinned, “I found a cool shell.” He opened his palm as (Name) sat up and rubbed the sleep from their eyes.

They grinned and examined the shell, “It’s such a cute tiny thing. Do you think we can find more?”

“We’d have to get back into the ocean, but sure.” Ace smiled kindly and offered to help (Name) up, “That’s where I found this one, anyway.”

(Name) jumped to their feet and stepped into their boots, “Are you okay, Ace? You know the water does a number on you devil fruit guys.”

Ace chuckled and shook his head, “I’m just perfectly fine (Name). I’m the fire-fist, a little water is going to hurt me at all.” He dragged (Name) away from the grove and into the sun and sand.

“I don’t think you should get back in the ocean, Ace” (Name) mumbled, “How about we just look on the beach instead?”

He looked down at the sand and shook his head while chuckling. “Have you always been so worried about me (Name)?”

“Of course” (Name) blushed and looked away, “We’re crewmates, right?” They began to start searching the beach for shells sitting on the hot sand. Ace followed them and started the search with a little grin.

The duo spent the day searching for a little piece of washed-up coral and empty seashells to study. However, the sun began to beat down on (Name), and they started to get worn out.

“Can we take a break, Ace?” (Name) tugged on their shirt, in hopes to cool off, “It’s too hot out here.”

Ace smiled a bit and sat on the beach. “Sure, come sit by me,” he patted the spot next to him, “We can relax for a little while.” He tilted the brim of his hat up to look at (Name). He couldn’t help but pull them closer when they sat beside him.

(Name) squeaked, “Hey! It’s too hot out for this!” they stilled smiled despite the protests.

“It’s just so hot out because of you,” Ace winked at (Name) as he was smirking. He chuckled when they blushed darkly and butted Ace’s shoulder with their head.

Ace leaned back into the sand and covered his face with his hat. “You know, I’m happy you decided to come out with me. It’s not the first date I imagined, but this is good too.”

(Name)s head snapped down to look at Ace. It felt like their tongue had become dry as sandpaper. They sat by his side and watched him for a moment. “I think this was a good first date, too.” they finally murmured, only to hear Ace snore in response.

They couldn’t help but gap in response, before smiling sweetly at Ace. They tenderly placed a kiss on the sleeping man's cheek before laying against his chest. (Name) smiled and rested their eyes, “My favorite fire-fist dork.”

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