You were walking home in the late evening after a huge shopping spree with Nami and the girls, Koala and Bonney joining in too. Everyone paid for their own purchases excluding Nami though.

You had paid for all her purchases.

But under the condition that she and  Ace would not tease you in front of Drake about your crush on him.

The mikan-loving woman obviously accepted but it took some convincing for Ace to join in too.

The raven haired male got nothing in return for accepting the condition but let's just say Nami has some amazing persuasive skills.

Persuasion aside, she better actually keep her end of the promise.

As you were walking down the street, the moment you made a turn, your eyes landed on a very familiar person.

Except, he looked a little different than how he normally dressed for work.

The blissful sight Detective Diez Drake in his detective uniform.

The view almost caused you to launch your eyeballs out of your sockets.

You bit down on your lower lips as the short sleeved blue shirt clung to his chest and back, showing off his well toned biceps too. The pants seemed to tight in all the right places too. And the cap on top of his Ginger hair made his look all the more hotter.

HOLY SHI--

W H A T T H E A C T U A L F U C K ?

CALM DOWN MY OVARIES!

"Is this your house Ms. Margo?" It seems he was helping an old lady out of his car.

"Thank you for dropping me home young man. And also thank you very very much for jailing my husband's killer. I owe you Son." The old woman placed a shaky hand on top of his hand.

That must be the woman who's husband was murdered.

After dropping the old lady off to the porch of her house, he turned around to go fetch his car and go home as quick as possible.

But then he saw your gleaming face in the rays of the setting sun in the urban landscape. "What's cookin', Good lookin'?" You complimented him with a small wink.

The soft expression on his face fell immediately and was replaced with a small smirk with his eyebrow raised and let out a soft chuckle.

It was only then you realized after you came closer to him and saw his face properly.

HE'S WEARING GLASSES?

You studied his face, blue eyes shining through the thick black rimmed frames like gems, the scar on his chin was more noticable but you think it just adds more to his charm.

"Hey there beautiful~" he slipped an arm around your shoulders and gave you a half hug, your face gently pressed against his hard chest through the fabric of his shirt.

Not knowing of your internal struggle, his eyes travelled to the shopping bags you carried.

"Need a ride home?" He asked you with a sweet smile on his face.

"Well, my house is pretty--" he cut you off by grabbing your shopping bags and placing them in the back seat of the car as he leaded you to the passenger seat and helped you with your seatbelt.

"Woah wait I didn't say anything yet!"

Drake simply got into the car and started it as he swerved in the direction of your house. "You don't have a say in it. If I wanna take you home, then I take you home."

And that just melted you on the spot.

You felt like a big gump of gloop around this man.

He's too sweet for his own good.

Drake may seem rude to the people who meets him at first but he has nothing but good intentions honestly.

He just went through a lot of trauma that makes it hard for people to understand him properly.

"I've been meaning to ask. Why are you wearing your uniform?" You asked curiously.

Not that you minded. Infact, you didn't mind at all. Not one bit.

Kinda wanna rip it apart while I straddled him though.

"Well, for the court briefing, even us detectives have to wear our uniforms." He stared at the road as he drove, but you could see a small smile on his lips.

And it is something mankind should be grateful for right now.

"Why, you don't like it?" He asked you playfully. "You know I'm gonna say you look good, geez. I love your glasses by the way, it makes you look really good." You tried not to explode in an affection attack and tried not to squeal as loud as you can while stuffing his face with marshmallows and smothering his face with endless kisses.

"Well you look no different than you always do, (F/n)." He said with a cheeky smile.

"Hey!! That's--"

"Because you've always been beautiful to me. No matter how you dress, no matter what you wear, you've always been beautiful."

Your words died on your lips as your mind processed what he said. Your mind repeated in over and over in your head to make sure you didn't imagine him saying it.

MY HEART... I CAN'T BREATHE.

You tried to steady your breath as you stared out the windshield, your heart going over 100mph.

ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?

"(F/n)? You okay?" Drake asked with sweetness in his voice.

"I'm fine. Thank you, I appreciate the compliment." You cracked a nervous smile for him.

Hah! Good job!

Through out the drive, it was quiet but it was very calming and comforting to you. When you finally reached home, you let out a discreet sigh.

It's over so soon?

"I guess I'll see you later then, (F/n)." He smiled at you again.

Each smile he shows you, you fall for him a bit more.

Each word he says to you, your heart burns a bit more.

Each touch he gives you, you lust for him a bit more.

"Go home and sleep okay? No more work stuff." You scolded him softly as you took out the loads of shopping bags from the back seat. He simply nodded and waved you off.

You stayed near the gate of your house to see him leave. When he did, you turned around and rushed to your house, to your room and slammed it behind you.

You clutched your racing heart as you took deep breaths to calm it down. After you slowed your heart rate to normal, you ran your hand through your hair.

Just how hard did you fall for him?

At this point you knew it wasn't just a simple crush.

I love him.... And he's the only one....