"Are you carrying any weapons?" A tough-looking man dressed in black with long blonde hair asks, his arm acting as a barrier between Katakuri and the door leading into the pub.

How odd, I don't recall this place having a doorman the last time I came here... 

"Does a penknife count?" Your redheaded lover casually questions, only earning himself a small scoff as the blonde nods his head, his hand already reaching out and seemingly waiting for Katakuri to hand the 'weapon' over.

You're almost wondering to yourself why he would carry such a thing but given the thrashing he gave your mugger, you think it's best you don't ask. 

Brulee's hand appearing out of nowhere and taking a gentle hold of the doorman's bicep just as the steel of the penknife brushes his fingers, the touch seems to have the man retracting his hand at least, seemingly not interested in confiscating the item anymore.

"It's alright, Killer. He's my brother."

Killer? She has a doorman named Killer?! Damn, what a beast!

Naturally the blonde respects the wishes of his boss, simply stepping aside and allowing you and your boyfriend to enter the bar without any further argument, Brulee immediately offers you both a swift apology before shooting you a subtle smirk. 

Admittedly, you were pretty nervous about seeing her tonight since the last time you spoke, you distinctly remember the woman claiming she won't forgive the lady who hurt her brother...and that lady was you.

Of course, you didn't know you had hurt him at the time and she certainly didn't know who you were but you're not sure if that changes anything.

"You've upgraded your security." Katakuri casually points out, his voice as calm as always and immediately drawing in Brulee's stare as she nods her head, a frown etched into her features.

"I had to! A pair of little snots had a knife fight in here yesterday, they almost cut me when I was trying to break it up!" Your eyes widen a little at that claim as you silently thank your lucky stars that you've cut down on drinking a lot this week, otherwise you might've witnessed it for yourself, or gotten caught up in it with your bad luck.

You can sense Katakuri tensing a little from beside you as he grumbles something incoherent under his breath, his beautiful eyes narrowed and holding a slight flare within them. 

"Who were they?"

Oh, he's definitely going to hunt down and kill them now.

"Bellamy and Dellinger were their names, apparently." The purplette essentially hisses as she guides you both over to a booth, gesturing for you to take a seat. "I swear one of them were underage too but they had an ID that I couldn't argue with, it was just everything else about the brat that seemed off."

"Dellinger...I've had just about enough of that kid recently." Katakuri's voice sounding a little darker now as he wraps an arm around your small form, pulling you in toward his chest as his sister sits herself opposite you both with a pout etched into her features. "If you thought the ID was fake then you shouldn't have served him." 

"Yes, I realized that all too late." Brulee's golden eyes then darting back to you as her pout seemingly washes away completely, a wide grin replacing the look as she claps her hands together. "And you! You were so selective about what you told me, I had no idea you were interested in my big brother~!"

So, she's happy about this? Thank you, lord!

"I almost wanna hate you, I won't lie!" Oh okay, no thank you, lord. Katakuri's arm only tightening a little around your frame as he stares coldly at his younger sister, seemingly giving her a silent threat. "But I've been informed about your difficulties within your family and I can understand your dilemma, just don't hurt my brother again...I'll kill you."

Okay! Straight to the point!

"Brulee."

"I'm not being malicious, big brother! I'm just letting her know where we stand~!" The purplette chirpily adding with an oddly-sweet grin before she rises to her feet, making her way back behind the bar and tending to her customers, meanwhile Katakuri's pressing his nose to your hair as he cuddles you tightly.

It's nice though; usually when watching overly-affectionate couples in public, your skin crawls but being on the receiving end is definitely different. Especially considering how strong yet warm Katakuri's arms are, you could simply fall asleep like this, he's just perfection personified as far as you're concerned. 

"I'm going to kick their asses." Your maroon-haired lover mutters to himself, his fingers gently combing your hair as his eyes skim the menu, apparently she serves food here too.

How did I miss that before?

Because you were too focused on getting wasted maybe...

"Who's Dellinger?" The question just seems to be the first to enter your head, maybe because a part of you already knows the answer, though you instantly regret asking when it only earns you a small and muffled grunt. 

"That little shit who stole from you." 

"That was his name? You knew him?" Your face is surely screaming confusion as you stare up at Katakuri with wide eyes, witnessing his brows furrow as he subtly shakes his head. "Just his name and occupation." 

Do I even wanna know how he learnt that?

"Okay...well, whatever you do to him, don't get caught." A small smirk decorating your features as you lean into your man's embrace, carefully tugging his scarf down to steal a brief kiss from his lips. "I don't wanna lose you so quickly, especially not to the law."

Your comment only entices the handsome gentleman though, his hand taking a firm but tender grip on your jaw as he presses his lips to yours again, the kiss is more passionate this time though and honestly, that just pleases you even more.

His tongue immediately lapping at your lower lip and asking for entrance, which you happily grant him, allowing his hot muscle to dominate your mouth as a couple of cheers sound around you but right now, you don't care who's watching.

You can feel his teeth pricking at you when you decide to challenge his tongue with your own, but it doesn't hurt at all, if anything it just excites you even more since you already know you'll be claimed in many other ways by him later.

Then a familiar cheer reaches your ears, immediately causing you to break the kiss as your head snaps into the direction it came from, your eyes wide and lipstick smudged. 

You don't usually bother with the make-up since it only gets in the way; especially when you eat or drink but you wanted to make yourself look nice for your first official date with your boyfriend, not that he even believed it was needed, he watched you apply the cosmetic with a bewildered stare before expressing that he thought you looked perfect without it.

And right now, you wish you hadn't bothered with the stuff since it's only serving as a clear indication of what you were just doing.

Your heart falling into your butt when you see Ace stood beside the booth, a smug smirk on his face and Bonney hanging from his arm with a wide smile decorating her own features, she looks genuinely happy for you at least.

No! Are you shitting me?! 

Why are they here?!

"Wow! I'll have to be the one to wax YOUR downstairs next time, huh~?" Bonney chimes cheerfully, the comment even managing to make Katakuri's eyes widen briefly before he shoots you a questionable look, something that you can only assume entertains Ace greatly since he bursts into a fit of laughter.

Context, Bonney! Context would be good!

Why is this little shit here?! I thought Thatch had me covered!

Granted; Thatch only said he'd keep the old man busy, he said nothing about the brothers.

"Downstairs?" Katakuri finally murmurs, his voice being muffled by Ace's chuckles as well as the scarf, the redhead seemingly pushed it back into place the second you broke the kiss. 

"I'll explain it later, it's quite the story."

I wonder if he'll be amused or horrified by it... 

"C'mon, lemme get ya both a drink~!" Ace merrily blurts out as he drops himself in the booth opposite you, causing your brows to knit together as you shoot him a disapproving glare, a single drop of sweat rolling down the side of your face as Bonney takes a seat beside him.

"I'll get the next round then~!" The pinkette essentially sings, only making you glance off to the side, catching Katakuri's eyes with your own as an apologetic expression takes over your face. 

Not that he seems fazed at all though. 

His arm is still wrapped securely around your shoulders as you rest your head idly against his strong chest.

"This would be a good time for us to get better acquainted, Portgas D. Ace."

"Ha, I should hope so too since you're clearly dating my sister~!"

Please, boy, be discreet about it.