Fandom: One Piece
¤ Claim: Usopp / Nami (mild). ¤
Words: 214.
¤ Notas: Por la pareja <3
Es en Weatheria que se da cuenta, y es raro. From time to time, as lightning that breaks the heavens, stop thinking of them as a group, to finish just thinking about it. And I should feel bad, because all are his nakama, some no more than others. Should be constantly thinking of straw hats, sharp katanas, eyebrows curled. Or maybe some horns, a cup of coffee, a bottle of cola or a gentle song.
And it does, clear that it does, but at the moment, walking with a stranger in a land even more unknown, the most on her mind are long noses, lying idiot and a distinctive smell of gunpowder.
Usopp, the idiot. Le strange. Strange these atrocious cries of fear, or laughter proud companion of his stories. So while the old man talking to a couple of men, something catches his attention. Goggles .
Without realizing it, her legs are to them. UnawareHis fingers caress the contours of the glasses. His eyes darkened, but does not let things get further away, mourn not make sense. Do not change things. Breathing hard, looks up, ready to take advantage of this opportunity.
So she could be protected. So, could protect them. Protect.
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