Upon entering your living room, you smirk at the sight of a sleeping Ace. The freckled male cuddling up to Penguin on the floor.

You see, you and Law arranged to bring them back here. Law only did it because he didn't want Penguin throwing up all over his carpets again and you? You hadn't planned this originally.

But you see, you wanted to take Ace's phone when he wasn't looking last night and delete the video from Facebook. Due to how drunk he was, it was easy to get his phone but the asshole just had to have a password on it and you couldn't figure out what it was.

So instead, you bought him back with Penguin and got them both so drunk they ended up passing out on the living room floor and you merely re-positioned their passed out bodies. Pulling Ace's arm over Penguin so that he's cuddling him and then pushing his face into the back of Penguin's neck before taking photos and posting them on Facebook and Instagram.

Revenge is sweet.

However, one of the likes you got on the photos was from Eustass Kid so you fear that he's also seen Ace's video and probably even read the comments. Shit. 

Out of curiosity, you look at the video again. A few likes on it now and one of them being from Killer. Your expression now matching that of someone's who just ate a sour lemon, your eyes then scanning the comments. 

The comment 'WISTASS KIS' has two likes, Law and Killer. A high-pitched and prolonged whine uncontrollably tearing from your throat and waking both Ace and Penguin. The two remaining silent for a moment...well, until they realize exactly what position they're in.

The two diving away from each instantly, both yelping out in shock. "WH-WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?!" Penguin squeaks, clearly dreading the answer as he staggers as far away from Ace as possible.

"Oh, you two got friendly~"  You chime tauntingly, being sure to send Ace a glare despite your sinister smirk. "You'll see it on Facebook~ You know, that website where you posted that video of me~" Ace's face instantly dropping at your remark as he hastily searches his pockets for his phone.

"What?! What the hell do you mean by friendly?!" Ace blurts, his eyes finally lightening up as he rips his phone from his pocket. You couldn't help but snicker at him as he briskly unlocks his phone, his eyes relaxing with each time he taps the screen. "So...we just passed out awkwardly...?"

"YOU MAKE OUT LIKE THAT ISN'T WEIRD!" Penguin barks from the opposite side of the room, the boy looking completely mortified. His eyes are the size of whale pools and there's already beads of sweat streaming down his face.

"Well, it could have been worse!"

Allowing the boys to continue their argument, you scroll through the comments on the video. Your heart sinking into your ass with each one.

Roronoa Zoro: How drunk did you have to get her for this?

Red-Hair Shanks: I gotta have drinks with this chick one day! She seems like a riot!

Trafalgar Law: Really...really bad taste.

Yes, Law. I get it! You don't like Kid, we know!

Well, at least Kid hasn't commented which means he might have not seen it...I hope. "IT'S STILL CREEPY!" Penguin's yelling drawing in your focus, your eyes flickering up to him as he drags both of his hands down his face. "EVERYONE WILL THINK I'M GAAAAY! ALL THOSE GIRLS ON MY FACEBOOK!"

"I'm pretty sure none of them were interested in you anyway, man." Ace snickers cheekily, receiving a pout from Penguin in the process. Honestly, why did I invite these two over? They're both pains in my ass.

"Where's Law anyway? Did he sleep in your bed?" Penguin blurts to you, the boy clearly not remembering anything about last night. The comment having your eyes just about leap from your skull.

"WHY THE HELL WOULD I HAVE HIM IN MY BED?! HE WENT HOME, YOU IDIOT!"

Soon enough, you manage to get rid of the pair. Finally being able to shower for the first time in two days. Sure two days might not sound like much to some people, but with the amount of sweat you've been producing recently? You're currently feeling as grungy as a toilet.

A message waiting on your phone once you emerge from your shower. Upon getting dressed you eventually read the text, half-expecting it to be Ace screwing with you again but instead, it's Sabo.

The message letting you know that you had left your coat at the pub. Honestly, how did you manage to walk all the way home without realizing you had forgotten it last night? In this cold ass weather?! 

"Well, it's 2:00pm so the pub will be open..." With a short shrug of your shoulders you decide that the first item on today's agenda will be getting your coat back. Throwing on a hoodie, you make your way outside, beginning to stroll to the pub as quickly as possible. 

Your teeth uncontrollably chattering in your mouth as the air seemingly blows straight through your hoodie, chilling your skin. You essentially throw yourself at the pub door once you reach it, bursting inside and making poor Sabo jolt slightly.

"A-Ah, [f/n]! Your coat is in the back, give me a second." He nervously blurts, the polite smile spreading across his lips as he makes his way into the backroom. You can tell by the jittery tone in his voice and the tired expression on his face that he hasn't had much sleep, probably been working all night, bless him. 

This place is surprisingly busy considering it's only the afternoon...

"Well, helloooo~" A man's voice reaches your ears, his tone sounding somewhat..silly? Taking a glance over you're shoulder you see a strange looking man. His arms really long and bent in all sorts of odd directions and not to mention his teeth, they have very noticeable black bits on them, they look like piano keys. "My name is Scratchmen Apoo, and who might you be~?"

Busy and not in the mood to deal with idiots.

"I'm just here to collect my coat, not to make conversation." You mutter under your breath but loudly enough for him to hear, the man's brows furrowing at your answer before he does some sort of weird dance. 

"I am a musician~!" 

Claps for you, creep.

"Oh gooood~ Do you play piano using your fucked up teeth?" Perhaps that comment was a little harsh but seriously, you don't know this guy and he doesn't really seem like good news to you. Not to mention he's far too close to you for comfort, you could hear him sniffing slightly. The guy clearly inhaling the scent of your hair.

Seriously, what's with this guy?

"Your coat, [f/n]." Sabo chimes pleasantly, handing your clothing over the bar. Your hands just about snatching it from him as you offer a forced smile. Naturally, you take your chance to move away from the creeper, or Apoo as he calls himself as fast as possible and make your way to the door of the pub.

"Thanks, Sabo! I'll see ya later!" You don't even give the poor blonde a chance to answer before rushing out into the street. Honestly though, that Apoo guy was just giving you the creeps. You begin to put on your coat, the warmth of the material sure as hell feeling like a blessing from the Gods right now.

Sabo will understand, I'll explain why I was in such a rush later...

A few footsteps coming from behind you causes you to stop and turn around, your eyes landing upon Apoo once again. The man stopping as you do, your brows quirking in both confusion and a slight bit of fear. 

What the fuck does he want from me? Seriously!