The Complications of Love (SaboXReader)
You stared at yourself in the mirror.
Despite only hanging out at his hotel room, your sister insisted on you wearing a cute dress and make-up. You managed to get away with just some lipgloss and mascara, thankfully. When you heard the buzzer, you hurried down to greet Sabo. He smiled wide.
“You look gorgeous,” he said. He held his arm out for you, and you smiled back. He looked at the street, and frowned. “Hope you don’t mind a pick-up truck,” he said. “It’s Ace’s.”
“Is that who you were speaking to when you called?” you asked, smiling. Last night was hilarious.
“Yup. He objected to my calling you pretty. He insisted that he was the prettiest.”
“He sounds… interesting?”
Sabo grinned. Opening the passenger door, he said, “Sounds about right. He and Luffy are weirdos.”
“It’d be nice to meet them,” you said.
“Well, that’ll probably happen at some point this evening. Who knows, they might try to steal you away from me,” Sabo said jokingly.
“So, what would you like to watch? We have a ton of options,” Sabo asked later, after ordering food to be brought up. He began looking through the many titles from his own collection while you looked through Netflix.
“Aha!” he said, holding up a DVD case. It was perhaps the most glorious movie in the history of film-making.
Airplane! was a parody of disaster movies, and one of the few films your parents refused to let you watch until you were sixteen for the foul language and innuendos. It was magnificently stupid.
“Sure, why not?” He grinned at you and began to set up the film as room service arrived. You proceeded to watch the most mind-numbing hour and twenty-eight minutes of your life, and surely lost a good amount of brain-cells.
Sabo, you meant. Not Shirley.
Afterwards, you chatted about books you liked, until Sabo noticed the time and insisted he take you home. You were about to protest when someone barged into the room, almost crashing into a flower vase.
“Sabo, I lost Luffy again!” he said before noticing you. “Who’s the cutie?”
“This is (Name). (Name), this is one of my idiot brothers, Ace.”
“Hello, Ace,” you said politely. His hair was cut similarly to Sabo’s, you noticed, except his was black rather than blonde. He had a smattering of freckles on his face, and a tattoo spelling out his name on his left arm. “Is Luffy your other brother?”
“Yes, and he appears to be missing,” Sabo answered. “I ought to help find him, but I’ll take you home first.” He stood up and grabbed his jacket, and you did the same. “Ace, go through the hotel again while I’m gone, okay?”
“Sure, sure,” he said. He looked at the menu select still displayed on the tv. “You guys watched that? I would have shown you a better time than watching bad movies.”
“Whatever, Ace. You probably would’ve played video games or something.”
“Exactly!” he said as you and Sabo left the room.
“What a character,” you said in the elevator. Your companion smiled.
“A bit of an idiot, but yeah. Ace and Luffy are my precious brothers. I couldn’t let anything happen to the twerps. I don’t know what I’d do.”
“Hopefully you never have to find out,” you said, thinking of your own sister and parents. It’d been a year since you and your sister had visited them. A few months ago they finally went on their trip to Europe, which had been planned for years. You recently got photos from Poland, and kind of missed them.
Back at the apartment, you managed to escape your sister’s scrutiny regarding the date before taking a hot shower. In your room, donning an old t-shirt and sweats, you looked through your movie shelf, grinning at the sight of the movie you had watched earlier. You doubt that you’d ever forget this night.