Starting from death - Law x Reader (Pt. 57)

NOTE: This story may contain spoilers. You've been warned!


(E/C) = eye color






When your friends left, your face showed a spontaneous, huge smile, to Law's delight. Still sitting next to you, he brushed your hair behind your ears and met your eyes, enjoying your happy expression. "Your friends love you, (Y/N). You're not as bad as you think, and I'm not the only one who sees it." He muttered.

"I'm lucky." You stated with a shrug.

"No, we are." He contradicted. You smiled softly, with a small blush. "What did Esther-ya told you when she was saying good bye to you? If it's okay to ask."

"Well, she realized I'm worried about her getting mad at me for dating you. You told me she's not interested in you, but still, I wasn't sure if she was okay with this, but everything has happened so fast that I didn't have time to talk with her about it. So I tried to ask her at that moment and she just told me she doesn't mind and to be happy with you." Law nodded thoughtfully, internally admitting he owed your best friend a big one. "Look what they gifted me." You changed the subject to show him a bunch of animal-themed socks. He was talking to Felix when the girls gave you the gift, so he hadn't seen it yet.

"Oh, you can combine them with your panties." He hummed, taking a sock that looked like a white bunny. It even had ears and a fluffy round tail above the heel. "Do you have bunny panties?"

"Nope."

"Then I'll have to buy you some, when I get money." He smirked. You raised a skeptical brow. "You'll be my little bunny." He muttered, teasingly. Your blush went back and you threw a sock to his face, which he caught in the air with a chuckle. He loved how easily you blushed since you started having feelings for him.

"I don't like being called bunny by someone who reminds me so much of a jaguar." You protested.

"Hm? Do I remind you of a jaguar?" He purred, playfully leaning close to you.

You leaned even closer, almost defiantly, your noses touching. "A black jaguar, yes." Spotted clothes apart, his looks and demeanor certainly made you think of a jaguar. A majestic, ferocious and powerful creature of mysterious beauty and unique elegance. A stealthy, deathly predator that could still be cute and playful like a kitten.

"Then you must definitely be a bunny, because I swear one of these days I will devour you." He tilted his head and gently bit your lower lip.

He was gladly surprised when he retreated and found a kind of blush on your face he hadn't expected. It wasn't a blush of embarrassment, but a blush caused by lust, the heat making your cheeks shine in red. He swallowed. This had been a bad idea. Now he was turned on and with no chance of getting away with it.

"Be careful, Law. Bunnies can bite too." You retorted, matching his seductively flirty tone.

"Hm... I don't mind getting bitten by this bunny." He smirked in amusement, tapping your chin with his index finger.

You closed the gap between you to kiss him, Law's hand moving to the back of your neck while the other supported him, resting on the mattress. He loved how your smooth lips felt against his, so velvety and warm. Your healthy hand moved to grab his shoulder, and the one with the IV searched for his on the mattress, your fingers automatically intertwining. He pushed his lips against yours before parting them, his tongue free to invade your mouth. A low grunt vibrated in his throat at your delicious taste, and for a moment he wondered how wonderful would it feel to taste you with your hot, naked skin pressed against his. Wonderful enough to drive him insane, for sure. He tilted his head further to the side to be able to explore your mouth to his heart's content, your tongue lovingly caressing his as he claimed every single corner.

When your tongue started to push his back into his mouth, he didn't oppose, curious as to what you might do. And then, you trapped his lower lip between your teeth and bit him. Not too hard, but not gently either. Enough to cause him some pain and probably leave a soft mark for a few seconds.

You drew back, and Law dragged his tongue through his lips where you had bitten him, noticing they felt a bit swollen. If you had bitten him hard enough to make his lips swollen, you had done it harder than he thought. He wondered if you did it on purpose or simply were too carried away to have full control over your actions. It wasn't like you to willingly cause any kind of pain to others so, most likely, he wasn't the only one growing aroused.

You observed him in slight daze; the way he licked his lips hypnotized you. Damn, he was sexy.

Law caught you staring at him, your rosy lips slightly pouted and desire in your (E/C) orbs. He narrowed his eyes, the scene nearly causing goosebumps on his skin. Did you plan on making him totally lose control right there? Because if that was your intention, you were reaching your goal; he was already planning at the back of his mind how to manage the IV so it wouldn't bother you. And to not know if you did it on purpose only made it worse, because he knew you most likely were unaware of how much power you had over him, and that could be dangerous. He could recognize the girl who always played along with his teasing in your current provocative behavior, and something told him you were mainly playing with him and unconsciously acting according to your feelings, not trying to seduce him straightforwardly.  "Watch out, (Y/N)-ya. This jaguar is getting hungry." He warned.

"Do you want to know who's hungry? I'm hungry! I've been more than two days without eating. I want food!" Your attitude and body language suddenly changed into exasperation, confirming Law's suspicion of your naivety.

Law sighed softly, easing the tension that had started to build up in his body. You and your strange mood sways... Guess the moment had passed. It would have been a terrible idea to let it progress, anyways, given your current situation. Now that blood returned to his brain, he realized of it. "Be patient, I don't think they take too long to bring you some food." He took his mobile to check on the hour. "Talking about food, I should dine already so I can be here when they usually bring the dinner, just in case. Will you be okay?" You were a lot better, but he didn't like leaving you alone. That morning he had eaten breakfast in the room with you, but at lunch he ate at the cafeteria. He would have bought more sandwiches but you insisted you were fine and he should eat something warm. He was stubborn, but you managed to convince him, and in the end, it didn't take him too long, so he didn't see much problem on doing the same now. Besides, he was sure otherwise you would protest.

"I'm perfectly fine. Enjoy your dinner for me." You smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be eating soon." He pecked your cheek before standing. "I'll be right back. Do you need help to go to the bathroom or anything, before I leave?"

You shook your head. "Everything's fine. Take it easy."

He took a moment to search inside his pockets before handing you his tamagotchi. "You can play with Chirp for a while."

"Aren't you worried I might accidentally kill him? It would be a tragedy, after all the time you've managed to keep him alive." You grinned, taking the small toy.

"I trust your skills." He smirked. It was true he had ended up putting a lot of work on it, and he would lie if he said he wasn't a little proud of his achievement, but it was still a toy. If the chicken died, he could just reset the game and start again. As long as the toy remained in one piece, it would be fine.

Despite what you said, he didn't take it easy and ate as fast as he could, taking a moment to buy a couple of things in a vending machine to take to the room with him. In the blink of an eye, he was back.

"Wow, that was fast." You were surprised when he entered. "I told you not to hurry."

"I'm a fast eater." He lied. You didn't buy it, of course. He wasn't even really trying to sound convincing, and you knew he usually ate rather fast without needing to hurry up, but not this fast. A reproachful pout, adorable to Law's eyes, was your answer. "My stomach is full and the hunger satisfied with proper food. I don't need more. Don't forget I was a pirate; I've done way worse than that." He lost focus for a moment when he realized he said that in past tense. 'I was a pirate'. But not anymore. It sounded strange. When did his condition as a pirate change so much for him to consider it to completely belong to past? He probably unconsciously assumed it long ago. It felt sad, though. It was a big part of his life, a big part of himself, that was gone now. But, as Esther had said, he had a new life now. His death had literally been the start of a new life.

He stared at the letters inked in his fingers. DEATH. He would've never imagined those words would someday mean life. His death brought him where he was now.

"Chirp is alive and healthy, but check on him just in case." You informed, taking him out of his thoughts.

Law took the device and verified all its needs were full. At that moment there was a knock on the door and a nurse entered with your dinner, so he placed the tamagotchi back in his pocket. "It seems is my turn to feed you." He smirked when the nurse left, knowing you couldn't use your dominating hand because of the IV, as it had happened to him. He'll never openly admit that he had been looking forward to this moment.

As you used to do when he was the one hospitalized, he prepared the table and brought the trail to it before removing the lid, revealing your dinner.

Your soul dropped when you saw what it was. Puree. And the dessert? Compote. Why was everything ground food? You had teeth to chew, and you wanted to use them! They could have simply dropped a jar of baby food on your table as well, and there would be no difference. "What's this?" You grumpily grunted, staring at your dinner in displeasure.

Law eyed the plate as he sat next to you. "It looks like... Vegetable puree and... Apple compote? I'm not sure." He turned to you and chuckled at the face you were making. "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

"I expected something I could chew, something solid." You protested.

"The fit you've had has been pretty strong, and you developed an ulcer. It's natural that they prefer to make sure your stomach can handle ground food first. It's easier to digest, I'm sure your body will thank it." He explained. "If you're a good girl and eat this, I'll give you a little gift." He promised, taking the spoon.

You looked at him in curiosity, smiling with hope. "What?"

"Eat and you'll know." He took a small spoonful, making sure it wasn't too hot, and offered it to you.

You eyed the spoon for a moment, and raised your healthy arm to take it, but Law ignored your gesture. "It's fine, I can eat on my own. I've done it before, it's not that hard."

"No, you can't." He deadpanned, keeping the spoon in front of you. His tone had sounded somehow demanding, and you held back a smile, seeing through his poker face. He obviously wanted to be the one feeding you. Okay, then. Without further comments, you opened your mouth so he could proceed. You knew he gladly took care of you, but you didn't expect him to actually like it. "You don't have to empty the plates, eat while you're hungry."

You took a napkin to wipe your mouth before leaning to him and pecking his cheek. "Thank you."

"How do you feel? Everything okay?" Law questioned when you were done with the food. You had left a bit, but he was satisfied you could eat most of it.

You nodded your head. "Yep. Still having a whim for solid food, though..."

Law smirked gently before taking something from his pocket and handing it to you. "Your gift."

Your eyes widened when you saw it was a small packet of salty crackers. "Oh, my God. Thank you so much!!! Esther is not your fan number one anymore! It's me!!" You exclaimed, eagerly taking the packet. Law chuckled. Only you could get so excited over a couple of plain crackers. "Can I eat some?"

"That's why I bought them. I think you actually need something more solid now, so I got these in case they didn't bring you anything for dinner, to make sure you could start eating." He said before taking the item again to open the plastic wrapping. "Let me feed you this, too. If you get covered in crumbs they may suspect something."

You giggled and watched him take a cracker and break a small piece so it fitted directly in your mouth. You ate it happily, knowing he could as well simply hand you the pieces instead of doing all the work, but again, you were aware he enjoyed it and said nothing.

"Hmm! This is sooo good!" You exclaimed in deep joy, munching happily. "I'll never thank you enough. You're my hero!"

Law's smirk widened, amused by your theatrical reaction and also feeling proud of himself for succeeding on satisfying your needs and making you happy. "Chew thoroughly before swallowing." He instructed before giving you another piece, to what you nodded enthusiastically.





"What are you thinking about?" Law asked, noticing your thoughtful, unfocused eyes telling him you were thinking too hard about something.

You were about to go to sleep, and he had just received his 'good night' kiss, when your eyes clouded. "Are you really sure you want to be with me?" His eyes showed surprise. How could you have a single doubt? "I have many flaws, you've seen most of them. You'll have to live with them day after day..." You shifted nervously, your legs swaying a bit as they hanged at the edge of the bed. "I don't want you to feel like you have to put up with me just because I chose you. You're free to leave me if you ever wish to do so."

Law sighed. It was going to take him some time to prove you his love was above such trivial matters, to show you there was nothing wrong with you. "(Y/N), I don't care about your so called flaws. I love them."

You fingered with the hem of your gown. "So you like when I start whining about the same thing over and over again, or when you have to run after a bug because I'm a drama queen or how easily I get sick?"

"I said I love them, not like them." He smirked playfully.

"So you can love something you dislike?" You wondered, raising your eyes to his in disbelief.

"So it seems. Although is true that some of the qualities you call flaws are virtues to my eyes."

Your (E/C) orbs quietly swam in his for a while. "Won't it be too hard for you to see me getting sick so often?" You finally whispered.

So you were worried because of his past, then. You were afraid of bringing it back. He remembered what you told him about your ex's mother. Probably you had been holding this concern with him too, afraid of being a burden to him, maybe even afraid of having to go through an illness on your own, since he had a mental trauma with hospitals. It had been certainly painful to see you so sick, and after all the memories he had from hospitals, some bad, others good, he had mixed feelings about them, something you were ignorant of. But, what could he do? Leaving you would never be an option. "It won't be easy, but it'll be worth it." He concluded with sincerity. "Besides... Who said you'll keep getting sick frequently? The previous episode was two years ago, and now I'm here, I can help you control it. I have more information now. I've seen the symptoms first-hand, I have a close theory and I have the results of your tests. I can observe your state daily, keep track of what you eat, how you feel, how you sleep... It shouldn't be too difficult to find what can trigger an episode, or some kind of sign your body shows, and prevent or palliate it in some way." You blinked in shock as he talked, also feeling grateful and hopeful. You believed him capable of that and more. He was a genius, after all. Although it felt weird to think he would be studying you so closely every single day. He showed an expression of concentration as he kept thinking about his plan. "Your medical history would be very helpful." He mused, thoughtfully pressing his lower lip with his thumb. He should have asked you about it before, but he had been keeping his research private and didn't really think of it.

You smiled at how easily his doctor side came out. "I have it at home, as well as the results of most of the medical tests I've done since I was born. My parents kept it just in case and I took it with me when I moved."

Law nodded, still half-way between his thoughts and the reality. "I'll have a look at it, then, if you don't mind."

"Of course. But don't waste too much time on it, I don't want to make you work." You doubtfully added.

His eyes finally focused back on your face, and he gave you his trademark smirk. "It'll be more like a hobby, and absolutely not a waste of time. Most people think I overworked myself because I spent the whole day shut away reading books, writing reports, dissecting bodies and studying and investigating in general, but normally I did just because I enjoy it." His eyes sparkled in amusement when he detected the slight squeamishness your face showed when he mentioned he dissected bodies.

"Human bodies?" You carefully asked.

"Sometimes." He grinned darkly, and chuckled quietly when you cringed at his response. It crept you out.

"Can you please go back to being cute and adorable?" You requested.

His eyelids and grin dropped in displeasure. "I'm not such a thing."

"You are right now." You giggled, wrapping you healthy arm around his neck to peck his lips. Your eyes traced his handsome features. "What a stupidity I said the other day." You commented. Law raised a questioning brow. "Mister Universe would have nothing to do against you. If you took part in that silly contest you would win straight away. You're the hottest man ever. And the sexiest and smartest. Damn, and your eyes have to be the eighth wonder of the world. I've never seen something as beautiful as your eyes, they're so stunning."

Law smirked cockily, leaning his face to yours once again. "I have no idea what you're talking about, but I like it." He purred before joining your lips for a longer kiss. Your short pecks always left him wanting more. He placed a last kiss on the corner of your mouth. It was really hard for him to stop kissing you. If it were up to him, he would keep going forever. "Good night, sunshine."

"Good night, my handsome jaguar." You replied, cupping his cheek.

His gray orbs sparkled humorously. He had already given up on stop loving you even more every time a new word left your beautiful lips.