It was night time now and you were in your room, in bed pretending to be resting. In reality, you were awaiting Mihawk. When you finally heard a knock on the door, you were quick to get up off the bed and rush to open it. 

Mihawk sternly waltzes in as you close the door slowly behind him. "Where is everyone?" you ask, your leg beginning to weaken again. "Need you ask? They're busy getting drunk. My absence is unknown to them. Don't threat." He bluntly states, taking a seat on a chair in the corner of the room and resting his head against his palm. "So, this plan?" he's quick to get to the point. That might be a good thing though, it's better than dragging everything out. "I need to find out how he feels about me." You whisper to Mihawk, you aren't even aware of the fact that you're whispering, you're just so humiliated. You feel like a schoolgirl. "Has he even spoken to you since sleeping with you?" Mihawk asks bluntly. You feel like you've been hit with a train of sass. "SLEEP TOGETHER?!" you yell in surprise, you instantly shut yourself up when you realize how risky it was yelling that. "W-We didn't do anything like that." You inform him, more quietly this time, your face was going red. You could feel it burning your cheeks. "We just kissed and told each other that we loved each other..." your blush was stinging your face more and more with each word. "If he told you he loved you, surely you believe it, yes?" Mihawk asks, a slight tint of confusion in his voice. "I don't know if he even said it, I'm on pills remember!" You frantically remind him. You could see his face was beginning to grow entertained. "Well, that makes sense as to why you can't simply ask himself." Mihawk pulls a small smirk to his face. It was like he enjoyed seeing you squirm. "Yeah, as you can guess, it's not something you can ask someone so casually." You sarcastically state, plopping down on the bed and letting out a quiet sigh. "Can I rely on you here, or not?" You ask finally. You don't know if he was toying with you or if he really wants to help and why would he want to help you? What would be in it for him? "Of course. After all, we have an agreement." He answers, his index finger tapping his cheekbone as if he was in deep thought. "So how would I ask him this? It isn't like Shanks and I speak about romance as a hobby. He will probably suss that something is odd about me asking." Mihawk warns you, his finger stopping, resting back on his cheek. You hadn't thought about that, you looked down at the floor. Growing irritated at yourself and even Mihawk for pointing out that flaw in your idea. "Then make it sound believable. You're a smart guy, aren't you?" You could feel him staring at you. You look up at him anyway, as expected his golden orbs were stuck on you. "I suppose I could ask the crew members first. Who would be most likely to tell?" Mihawk asked, it was a simple question but he has such a sadistic way of asking. "U-Uh...Probably...Yassop..." You said slowly. You knew there was no going back now. You were going to find out soon. 

A knock was heard on the door. You look up, you could feel yourself sweating. Please don't be Shanks. You silently hoped as you got up, walking to the door, a slight limp in your step. You pulled the handle, opening the door and revealing the cute redhead. "Hey [name]!" Shanks smiles so brightly, you couldn't help the heavy feeling in your heart as he looks to the side and sees Mihawk sitting there. 'This doesn't look right.' you thought to yourself, your heart was pounding inside your chest. "Hey, Hawk-Eyes." He smiles but his eyes look saddened. "You forgot to take your medicine." Shanks simply states, dropping the capsules in your hand before turning away. "I'll leave you two alone, if I'm interrupting." you could hear his voice darkening a little. 'Shit, he got the wrong idea.' You instantly realize. "No, you weren't interrupting anything. Mihawk came to check on me, he was about to go back to the others!" You try to clarify, only dropping yourself in further. "Mihawk now? It's good to see you're past calling him Hawk-Eyes." Shanks smiled back at you, he was holding it in now. You can see it. Mihawk swiftly stood up and walked by Shanks, leaving the room. "Come on, why not hang out with me? It's been a little lonely resting up in here." You insisted in a cheerful tone, attempting to get on better terms with him but it was too troubled now. "Lonely? You didn't look it just now." Shanks chuckles, but this time it sounded forced like he was hurting. "I..." You go to defend but you couldn't think of anything. If you told him the truth that could make it even worse. If it could get worse. "It's alright, [name]. I might be your captain but I still don't have any right to tell you who you can and cannot be with." He speaks so softly, he sounds crushed. "Shanks..." You mutter, a knot feels like it was forming in your stomach. This is not what he thinks at all. "Do you remember what happened the other night?" He asks quietly, his gaze was on the floor. It was like he couldn't look you in the eyes. "Th-The other night..." Your eyes widened, if he was looking at you, he would see. 'He remembered.' Your final thought before he left the room. "Shanks?" You question, attempting to follow him. "Wai--" your leg collapses again, causing you to squeak as you hit the floor. He turns back to you, picking you up with his one arm and loosely carrying you to the bed and dropping you there. "You should sleep, [name]! You need your strength." Shanks half-smiled before he got up, ready to leave. You're hurting, you're in so much pain, but you can't leave it like this. You had to stop him! "D-Don't go..." you mumble, but it was too quiet, your eyes started rolling back into your head as your fell into a deep sleep. 

Shanks-While you're sleeping

Shanks enters the downstairs room of the castle, the crew drinking, laughing. And some even meddling with Mihawk's furniture. Lucky Roo was even dancing with a chair. Shanks sits by himself, staring at Mihawk, he couldn't contain the glare in his eyes. Mihawk's speaking to Yassop. He silently wonders what about. When the thoughts of them talking about the happy new couple comes into his thoughts, he instantly shuts them out. Grabbing a tankard and drinking it within seconds. 

Hours had past and they're still talking. Mihawk looking a little bored. Maybe Yassop was telling him about his son. He always spoke about how he has a son named Ussop and he left when his boy was a toddler and how he wondered what he was doing now. Shanks slams down his 26th tankard. There is the smallest bit left but he doesn't even want it. It wasn't working, there is still a void. His eyes followed Mihawk as Mihawk stood up from his table and started making his way toward Shanks. Shanks forces a smile as Mihawk approaches. "Hey, wanna drink?" Shanks asks in a cheerful tone.

Mihawk quietly sits down opposite Shanks, staring at him with his golden orbs. He was silent for a minute before he speaks. "I just found out something interesting." Mihawk mutters sternly, taking a sip of wine. "About your...friend." Mihawk shows a slight smirk. Shanks was now getting pissed off. He tried to contain it but he can't help but feel like Mihawk is now rubbing it in. "And what was that?" Shanks couldn't quite hide the sneer on his lips. Mihawk sighs, he's growing rather bored of this game. "So, the other night. The night she told me about. The night she holds so dear to her heart was a reality and not a drugged hallucination?" Mihawk puts it as bluntly as ever. Making Shanks blink, still in the middle of processing this information, Mihawk continues. "She wanted me to find out for her. That is why we were speaking to each other." Mihawk pulls his wine to his lips to cover the smirk on his face. "And you thought we were an item? I'd never have classed you as the jealous type." Mihawk sips some more wine before he slowly put his wine goblet down on the table. "But I guess it isn't too shocking for a pirate to be possessive." 

Shanks was fast to push his chair out the second it had processed fully, he then rushes back to your room.