Goodnight Kiss (Trafalgar Law x Reader)

It was late.  

The two of you had been sitting on the couch for the better part of the night.  Law was absorbed in his work as per the norm, and you, well you have gone down a dangerous rabbit hole known as Doflamingo fanart, while simultaneously reading the latest chapter of Shachi and Penguin’s fanfiction.

Shoving a handful of goldfish crackers into your mouth you flipped through the images before you.  When you happened across a picture of Corazon and Doffy eating ice cream, with Corazon’s ice cream was on fire, you found yourself caught in a laughing fit.  Every time you tried to stop laughing your eyes trailed back to the picture and you could not help but start again.  Glancing over at your ridiculousness he shook his head, unamused by your antics, and he tuned you out, refocusing on his work.

You stared at him, debating whether or not to show him the picture, although it amused you immensely you decided against it, figuring he probably would not see the humor in it the same way you did.  You had half a mind to find Shachi and Penguin and show them, they would have appreciated it, but they were also asleep, so you made a mental note to show them in the morning.  

A few hours passed, when you finally managed to claw your way out of Doffy’s grasp and return back to the realm of the sane momentarily, as you delved into the fanfiction.  As you read, a particular line made you giggle, and for a moment he turned his attention to you.

“What?”  He asked raising an eyebrow at you.

You giggled again, and was about to tell him, when he suddenly remembered what it was you were doing.

“Nevermind, I don’t want to know.”  He said, turning his attention back to what he was doing.

It was then that you realized that he was no longer working, but playing a game.  

“Taking a break?”  You ask with a devious smile.

“Yes.”  He replied flatly, refusing to give into your shenanigans.

“Wanna go to bed and do me?”

“No.”

“Aw, come on, you know you want to.”  You say snaking your arms around him as he continued to ignore you, sitting there passively.  

“No.” He repeated.

Sighing you shove another handful of those delicious little crackers into your mouth and gave in, deciding to call it a night.  Getting up put your things down onto the table, and climbed over him to get off the couch, even though you probably did not have to.

“Goodnight.”  You said, leaning in toward his face to give him a kiss.

He glanced over at you, his face void of emotion except for a slight smirk which played lightly on the corner of his lips.  

“What?” You ask, inhaling his scent.  As you tried to unsuccessfully place another kiss on his cheek, a giggle bubbling inside of you.

“Nothing.”  He replied, turning his attention back to his game.

The giggle escaped your lips, causing you to start laughing, but it was one of those laughs that just would not stop.  You tried to contain it and pulled yourself up to him again, to give him that goodnight kiss.  

“What are you doing?”  He asked, a slight hint of amusement in his voice.

You laughed, falling against him, your face buried in the crook of his neck.  “Trying to give you a goodnight kiss.”

“Nobody believes you.”  He deadpanned.

“No really.”  You insist, now laughing hysterically.

“You don’t even believe you.”  He said, that smirk growing wider.

At those words you slipped off of him, clutching your sides as the laughter raked through your body.  You tried to breathe, but the laughter was making it difficult.  Reining in the beast you manage to take a deep breath and control yourself.  Getting up you gripped the arm of the couch and pulled your face towards him again, still attempting to give him that kiss.  Your body betrayed you, and as your lips ghosted his cheek, you doubled over in laughter again.

“If they ask me why I threw you overboard, this will be my reason.”

Catching your breath you placed your head on his shoulder again, inhaling him.  “You know, it’s not my fault you smell like rape.”  You said, nuzzling his neck.

“And you smell like goldfish.”  He retorted.

“So I smell delicious?”  

“No.”

You giggled again, but this time managed to successfully place a kiss on his cheek.  

He grinned at you and turned his head to place a kiss on your lips.  “Goodnight.”