“A polar bear!”
“It’s just a stuffed animal, ______-ya.”
“But it’s so cute! I can still see the price tag hanging off the foot - do you think he got it here?” You whipped your head back to Law’s un-interested face, excitement covering your own. A bright grin started forming on your face as you bounced from one foot to the other. “Should I go ask him?”
Law gave you a stern look, grey eyes staring you down in disbelief as he adjusted his mushroom-shaped hat. “Don’t even think about it. They’re here to see the animals, not a weird woman obsessing over a -”
“I’m gonna go ask him!”
“Wait, didn’t you hear - _____ -YA!”
Avoiding his attempt to grab at your arm, you detached yourself from Law’s side and danced with glee to the focus of your attention. Maneuvering around groups of people chattering about the aquatic animals surrounding them, you skidded to a stop in front of a surprised-looking mother holding her young toddler’s hand. With a quick wave and ‘hello’ to the mother, you crouched down in front of the boy holding a stuffed polar bear plush that was almost as big as he was.
“Hi! That’s a cool looking polar bear! Where did you get it?” You gave the boy a warm smile as he giggled gleefully, squeezing at the stuffed bear.
His mother, on the other hand, pulled her son back towards her hip protectively and gave you a weird look before speaking. “...At the gift store by the Arctic gallery.”
You sprung up on your heels and clapped your hands together. “Thanks!” Turning on point, you started to make your way back to Law and - if you had to - drag him to the gift store.
Taking a few steps, you paused mid-stride and your smile wavered as you realized that you didn’t see your grumpy doctor in the spot you deserted him at. With a small pout and grumble, you began turning in a circle, standing on your toes and looking over crowds of heads in search of the mushroom-shaped hat you loved so much.
“Attention: the aquarium will be closing in 10 minutes. Please leave the exhibit in an orderly fashion.”
A body nudged past you as families began to filter out towards the exit.
More bodies started to push past, pushing and elbowing at you as you tried to get out of the way. A stroller rolled over your foot and your eye twitched in annoyance, and a large man plowed into you, pushing you into another crowd of people. You briefly heard a few protests from the squishy bodies you fell onto.
“Uck! Law!” You were starting to get worried.
Your started to see stars as you were spun around and around by the exiting crowd. With an annoyed growl, you managed to raise your voice over the mini stampede of people.
“Oi, weird woman-ya.”
You squeaked as a warm hand firmly gripped your forearm and tugged you to the side of the exhibit, away from the motivated parents and families. The owner’s toned arm wrapped around your waist as you fell against a solid torso, and you looked up after recognizing the scent of the owner’s jacket.
“Law!” Grey eyes watched as relief flooded onto your face, your body relaxing as you held onto the tall man. You stopped smiling and pouted, straightening up and feeling his arm slip from your waist to rest on your hip. “Where were you?”
Exhaling a small puff of air, Law moved his hand that was on your hip and poked at your forehead with a long finger.
“Hey, Law!” You pouted harder and rubbed at your forehead. “What was - mfuh!” A large, plastic bag was shoved in your face, cutting you off. You flailed for a moment before catching the bag, holding it close to your chest and gave Law a confused look.
He pointedly looked at the bag and then back to you.
You gave him an even more quizzical look before looking at the bag and reached inside.
Law watched your face light up as realization dawned upon you. With a quick motion, you grasped the furry object and pulled it out of the bag.
“If a certain weird woman didn’t run off, she would’ve seen the gift shop at the next corner.” Law said with a small smirk.
A warm and brilliant smile covered your lips and your eyes twinkled with glee. Hugging the toddler-sized, stuffed polar bear to your chest, you looked up at Law. “Thank you, Law!”
Law’s smirk turned into a genuine smile before moving closer, holding out his hand. You took his hand and he interlocked your fingers with his, gently tugging you towards the exit.
“And that’s weird-girlfriend to you, Law.”
All you received was a chuckle and a squeeze of his hand.
Law rubbed at his face with both hands before running it through his wet hair. Stepping out of the shower, he grabbed at a towel and dried off the rest of his body before wrapping it around his neck. Law opened the bathroom door and went for his dresser, pulling out a pair of sweatpants. A small ding brought his attention to his nightstand, and he saw his phone’s screen glowing against the surface. Reaching for it, he found two texts delivered from you during his shower.
Law flicked at the screen and opened the texts.
[From: _____-ya]: Are you still mad about what happened today?
[From: _____-ya]: Those two bums made me, I swear.
Law scratched at his temple as he recalled the events from today.
A fake phone call from _____ resulted in Law being showered with wet breadcrumbs and flour. He remembered _____’s reaction; a horrified gasp followed by a poorly contained giggle. He’d left for his apartment after angrily lecturing at her, Penguin, and Shachi. He’d hopped into the shower in hopes of getting rid of any leftover residue. The warm water managed to calm him down, but the annoyance was still there.
Looking back at his phone, he started to reply but he paused as he heard a series of knocks on his apartment door. He pulled on his sweatpants and moved into the living room shirtless, looking through the peephole of the door only to see you standing there with a guilty expression, arms behind your back.
Law swiftly unlocked the door and pulled it open. “_____-ya, I - fmph!”
Something large and furry was shoved into his face, forcing him to take a step back. Law grabbed at the object that obscured his vision with one hand and looked over it at you.
You held the furry polar bear to his face, hands bunching at the orange fabric the animal was wearing. With a small voice, you timidly looked up at Law.
“I’m sorry. They wouldn’t tell me anything besides to call you.” Your nose scrunched a little. “Forgive me?”
There was a pause before Law sighed. He moved and held the polar bear plush to the side with one hand before tugging you close at your wrist with his other, using his foot to shut the door behind you.
You wrapped your arms around Law’s warm, bare torso and buried your head in his chest. He brought the plush and his other arm around you, holding you close.
His deep voice reverberated through you as he spoke. “Forgiven.”
He heard you hum in content and felt your lips brush against his collarbone. A smirk started to form on his face and he embraced you tighter, sandwiching you between his torso and the polar bear plush.
“Not without a punishment, of course.”
All he received were burning red cheeks and a small whine in protest.
Your knees curled up to your chest and you buried your head deeper into your pillow with a sullen sigh.
You shoved your phone off the side of the bed, vaguely hearing it bounce onto the carpeted floor of your room. With another sigh, you tried to bury yourself deeper into your covers as you listened to the rain outside gently tap against your window.
You weren’t yourself the past two days. It was as if you were sitting at the bottom of a roller coaster hill waiting to zoom up and past feeling like you were in the dumps.
Waiting to feel like your usual self again.
There was minimal communication between you and your loved ones during the past two days. You chose to hunker down in your flat, away from any loud noises that you would normally welcome, or to not trouble or affect anyone you knew with your negative mood. There was no motivation to do anything, and so here you were - cocooned in your bed on a rainy afternoon.
You heard your phone vibrate again and you groaned in discontent.
It was most likely Law being worried about you. Your communication between him has been spotty, and you could only assume he was getting anxious.
Your ear perked at the voice and heard your front door close.
You’d almost forgotten you gave him a spare key.
Footsteps moved outside your bedroom, and you rolled yourself into your comforter more as you heard the bedroom door open. There was a pause, and then the footsteps came close to your bedside.
Your head, the only thing visible to the world, buried deep into the pillow. Your muffled voice came out, barely audible.
“Go away, Law.”
Silence followed your words, and you wondered to yourself if you’d somehow missed hearing him leave. You felt sort of bad telling your lover to leave, but you didn’t want to drag him down with your mood. Maybe later you would -
You let out a pathetic squeak as something smushed your head deeper into the pillow. As you tried to lift your head, a considerable weight dipped onto your bedside, prompting you to roll over with the object and face the culprit.
Law’s gray eyes stared back at you as you blinked owlishly at the sudden movement. The object that squashed you earlier lay on your chest, and you looked down to see a white furry head facing back at you.
“_____-ya.” Law’s low murmur and his caressing fingers on your forehead brought your attention back to your lover.
With a small, worried frown, Law leaned forward and gently ran his fingers down your cheek before cupping it. You closed your eyes and sighed, leaning into the warmth that gave off feelings of affection and safety.
You always thought it was amazing how only a simple touch from Law could offer so much comfort and brighten your day.
If only you knew he thought the same thing about you.
Releasing a content sigh, you brought one hand up to stroke his fingers while the other came up from under the covers to pet at the stuffed polar bear’s head.
Law gave a small smile and leaned back, interlacing his fingers with yours before pulling you up in a sitting position.
“I brought movies and Chinese.” He pointed towards the living room.
You hummed and smiled at him. “Breadsticks?”
All you received was a muted glare and the polar bear plush shoved against your laughing face.
You delicately held up a soggy book with your thumb and forefinger. With a huff, you tossed it into a pile in the middle of the your living room labeled “Trash”.
Groaning, you crouched next to the soggy pile and glared at it.
“Death glares won’t clean this place up any faster, _____-ya.” Law smirked at you as he walked in from your bedroom carrying a cardboard box.
You gave him a pout and stood, looking up and glaring hard at the leaking ceiling. “I wouldn’t be death-glaring if my upstairs neighbors realized sooner that building a hot-tub in their flat would be a horrible idea!” Your voice rose in volume towards the end, hoping they’d hear you.
“I mean, look at this!” You angrily gestured first at the large water stains leading from your living room to your bedroom, and then at the pile of soggy books, clothes, pillows, and other now unnamable things. “They practically gave me my own swimming pool here. Thanks a LOT GUYS.”
You chucked a soggy book at the ceiling after you got a few obnoxious thumps in response.
Law placed the box on your kitchen table, his shoes squishing against the carpet before squeaking against the linoleum tiled floor. He watched as you continued to silently seethe at the ceiling before he called out to you.
“Just be glad that not everything was ruined.” His lips twitched in amusement as you gave him an adorable pout before you rubbed at your temples.
“It’s hard to be happy when I’m looking at all of...this.” You lamely finished, bumping the pile of sogginess with your shoe.
You heard Law shuffle with the cardboard box on the kitchen table before he spoke. “What about now?”
Turning to him, your jaw dropped open slightly before your entire face lit up with joy. Your shoes splashed in the puddles as you skipped to Law’s side, nearly slipping on the water once you reached the linoleum tiles. Law held out the familiar white polar bear to you, and you graciously took it before hugging it tightly. With a happy sigh, you held the white bear in front of you and checked over it for any water damages. Luckily, there was none.
Your smile dropped into a contemplative frown before you gently pushed the bear back into Law’s chest, receiving a confused look in return.
“Can you keep him this time? It might get ruined if I’m not careful.”
Law hummed at that, looking back and forth between the bear in his arms and you.
It was your turn to give him a quizzical look, borderlining on disbelief. “What? What do you mean ‘no’?”
Law turned the bear in his arms and looked down at its button eyes. “I think it should be with the both of us.” He looked back at you and smirked as your quizzical look turned to absolute confusion. “At all times.”
His smirk only grew as he watched realization start to practically seep into your head. You pointed at the stuffed plush bear, then at yourself, then at Law.
“Move in with me.”
In the next second Law found himself lying on his back against the soggy carpet, cradling the polar bear plush and you on top of his chest.
“_____-ya,” He wheezed from your energetic tackle. “It’s wet, get -”
You abruptly cut him off by cupping his cheeks and covering his lips with yours.
Tossing Law’s spotted hat onto the kitchen table, your hands threaded through his soft locks as your lips moved slowly against his own. His hands settled on your lower back, slowly stroking the skin under your shirt as he pressed your body close. WIth one last brush of your lips, you gently bumped foreheads with your lover and grinned happily.
“I love you.”
Law returned your grin with a smirk of his own and before he could reply, his smirk morphed into a small grumpy scowl as he shifted his body, hearing several loud squishes when moving against the soggy carpet.
He gave you a pointed look. “I love you too. Can we move now?”
All he received was another peck on the lips, followed by a soft giggle as the polar bear plush pressed between the two of you.
You slowly woke up as you felt a dip in the loveseat and soft caresses trail along your cheek. With a content sigh, you hugged the polar bear plush in your arms and turned your head to your lover.
Law sat on the edge of the loveseat and watched your curled form stretch slightly, blinking your bleary eyes with a small smile as you tried to focus on him. A smile bloomed on your lips as your eyes adjusted to the dark room.
“Welcome home.” Your voice came out scratchy.
Law brushed away a few loose tendrils that fell onto your face. “What are you sleeping out here for?” He already knew the answer.
“I wanted to wait for you.” You yawned at him, covering your mouth with one hand. “How was the surgery?”
Law placed a hand on one of your bent knees and squeezed it gently. “Longer than I expected. It went without any problems, though, and he’ll recover in a few weeks.” He nodded his chin to the coffee table in the living room a few feet away, littered with two empty beer bottles. “Shachi and Penguin stopped by?”
“Yeah,” You stretched your arms and sat up with the plush on your lap, making room for the tired surgeon on the loveseat before leaning against the cushions. “They wanted me to try and convince you to tell them who you chose as your best man.”
Law chuckled as he sat next to you, leaning into the cushions with closed eyes while you turned to face your body to him. His arms stretched across the back of the loveseat, and you moved closer to the warmth of his body.
“I think I’ll make them sweat it out a little longer.” Law smirked, hand reaching out to play with strands of your hair.
You snorted and gently pushed at his shoulder. “You’re evil. You do remember the wedding’s in a few months, right?”
Smirk growing, Law opened his eyes. His hand fell from your tendrils to your left hand, tugging at it so it lay on his knee. With soft caresses, he eyed the glimmering engagement ring on your finger with satisfaction. “How could I forget when my weird fiancée reminds me every morning before I leave for work?”
You shoved the polar bear plush at his amused smirk.
Law looked down at the stuffed animal as it fell onto his chest. It hasn’t changed much since he first got it for you a few years ago at the aquarium. Some of the fur frayed at the ears, but other than that, it still looked and felt just as soft and plushy as before. The black button eyes were still attached perfectly, and there weren’t any stains on its orange jumpsuit. You both unconsciously took good care of the bear.
Law poked at the animal’s nose. “I haven’t seen this in a few days.”
You hummed and took back the bear. “With Shachi and Penguin coming over more often, I’ve been keeping him out of sight. Just in case they do something...dumb.” You nuzzled the bear’s head with your chin.
“To be honest, I thought you got tired of it.”
You gaped at him in disbelief, tightly holding the stuffed bear to your chest. “I would never! I have so many memories with this little guy, and most of them involve you!” You pouted as you watched his smirk grow, amused at your reaction.
You buried your face onto the bear’s head. ‘Besides, he can be a better cuddler than you, sometimes,’ you thought.
You looked up and saw Law’s eyebrow raised, giving you an incredulous look.
“What?” You questioned back.
“He,” Law emphasized, pointing at the bear in your arms. “Is better than I am?”
Crap, you didn’t realize you said that out loud.
You turned and faced away from him like a child.
“______-ya, answer me.”
You were about to face him again, when you realized something in the tone of his voice.
Law was jealous.
Pursing your lips so that he wouldn’t see your amusement, you turned back to Law. “Mhm.”
Law stared you down with a flat expression, eyes searching your own to see if you were teasing him.
And you definitely were.
After another moment of silence, an evil smirk broke out onto Law’s face and a voice in the back of your head whined ‘You messed up’. With a small shudder, you began to scoot back on the small loveseat but it was futile. Still smirking, Law abruptly got up and leant down to your eye level before grabbing and tossing the polar bear plush to the other side of the love seat. With a single tug and a few quick movements, you found yourself being carried over Law’s shoulder like a sack of rice.
“Law!” You squeaked, your cheeks turning bright red. You smacked at his back as he started to stride towards the bedroom with purpose.
“I think I need to show you how wrong you really are, ______-ya.” His deep voice rumbled smoothly.
Your face bloomed into an even brighter shade of red as you started imagining not-so-innocent things.
“And if you behave...I might show you something really good.”
All he received was another choked-out squeak as he closed the bedroom door behind the both of you, the polar bear plush sitting on the loveseat for the two of you to find the next morning.