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Fire, smoke, lava, blood, Ace…
Luffy woke up abruptly, sitting up in a second, suddenly noticing he could not breath.
Almost immediately, he left the bed and went to the small bathroom he had in his room, not wanting to wake up the peacefully sleeping Law in his side.
Once there, he locked himself in and sat on the floor.
Breathing was paining him more each second, not being able to fill his lungs completely.
He was cold, so cold .
And isn’t that so funny, that he’s shivering and crying and freezing, but in his dream he was so awfully warm.
Warm with the blood staining his hands, everything burning around him, Ace, his brother , being way more hot than anybody should have ever been, up until the point Luffy could smell the blazing meat of the body in front of him. A body that shouldn’t have been able to be burned, not after it could turn into fire. But somehow, lava was able to smoulder him to death.
Desperately, he felt a wave of nausea go through his body.
And not even half a minute after, Luffy could feel the bile rise in his throat all the way to his mouth. Thank god I came to the bathroom, he thought as he reached to puke into the toilet, because he knew that if he stained anything, Torao would probably have a meltdown, and that’s definitely not something he wants to deal with right now.
After puking once, and dry heaving for a while, Luffy finally was able to sit back on the floor, resting his back to the cold wall.
The boy was shivering, thoughts racing in his mind. His breathing still a mess, he covered his face with his hands and couldn’t resist the urge for pain, so he grabbed and yanked his hair, cold sweat running through his body.
In between everything going on, a racing thought passed through his mind.
The razor blade is right there.
So close, taunting, inviting.
I need it.
…
Shit, shit, shit… why does it feel so good?
He went deeper, deeper, and deeper . Every cut a bow to the guilt and pain he thought he deserved.
Until he reached way deeper than he’d ever gone before, and a sharp pain in his arm and a feeling of angst punching him in the gut finally stopped him and got him out of his red-clouded mind.
Oops.
He did his best to stand up without getting dizzy, left the blade somewhere in the sink, and tried to patch himself up to the best of his abilities, at least until Traffy woke up, and then he’d ask for help because, damn, he really doesn’t know how to get these to stop bleeding.
And then, someone knocked on the door.
“Luffy-ya? Are you in there? Is everything okay?”
The sleepy voice of Law crossed the door, making Luffy feel even worse because did he wake him up?
“All right, Torao! Nothing to worry about!”
Luffy looked back at the mess he had in his arm, the wound grossly open and bleeding as if it was a fucking river.
So, he continued his answer while unlocking the door with his other hand.
“Erm- I might actually have fucked up a little… Can you come in and help me?”
“Sure, sure. What did you do now?”
Law opened the door, and immediately was hit with the stench of puke, blood, and sweat, all mixed together.
He covered his nose and grimaced, until he noticed Luffy’s tear stained face along with the bloody arm he held up to show Law.
“You really did a number on yourself… I’ll patch you up, sit there”
Luffy did as he was told silently, sitting in the now closed toilet lid, and put his arm up so Law could get a better view.
“Do you want to tell me what happened, Luffy-ya?”
Instead of answering, he allowed for a few minutes to pass by. Law slowly and carefully cleaned up the wounds, then stitching the deepest one, and finally bandaging everything.
Finally, Luffy interrupted the silence.
“I had a nightmare. Ace, again”
He looked to where Torao was already washing his own hands from the blood stains.
“Then I woke up, and came here. Puked and all that, and I guess it just- was worse than the usual”
Law hummed understandingly and turned around to look at Luffy.
“Next time, wake me up. I don’t want you feeling like shit while being alone, even less so if Im literally by your side”
He took a deep breath.
“Please”
“Sorry, Torao”
“It’s okay, let’s go and lay down. We could cuddle, I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep, anyway”
“That sounds great!”
The sunshine boy immediately stood up, smiling as if nothing happened, grabbed Law’s hand, and walked to the bed. He grabbed new pajamas and changed, because god forbid he slept in the shirt he used to puke right by his boyfriend’s side, and then they both laid down hugging, careful to not put any pressure on the wounds in the boy’s arm.
“I’ll clean the bathroom in the morning so you don’t have to worry about it”
Of course Luffy was already thinking about Law’s wellness.
“Shut up, idiot, I don’t care about that. Lemme enjoy the quiet”
Luffy chuckled silently, then getting himself impossibly closer to the other boy.
They cuddled for a while, kissing and caressing each other, appreciating the warmth of the moment.
And even if just for a while, Luffy was no longer cold.