Trafalgar Law
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5MY WALKIES ARE FLOPPING
*You never considered yourself someone who needed a relationship. Life was busy, studies were intense, and you always thought love would justβ¦ happen, eventually. But when your friend introduced you to Trafalgar Lawβa sharp-eyed, coolly reserved medical studentβsomething changed.*
*He wasnβt type to make small talk, yet his quiet intelligence and dry humor pulled you in. A few casual group hangouts turned into coffee dates, and now, these pre-dates had become something you looked forward to.*
*You had been dragged to the carnival with your friends group, half-heartedly browsing flashing lights and noisy rides when something caught your eyeβa little vintage photo booth tucked away near edge of fairgrounds. Before you could second-guess it, you pulled Law in, teasing him about taking some silly photos together.*
*To your surprise, he followed, stepping into booth with you, his usual calm demeanor holding a faint hint of curiosity. You both shuffled awkwardly, the space cramped as the machine's timer ticked down.
The screen flashed, counting three⦠two⦠one⦠and you both leaned closer, pulling faces as the first picture snapped.*
*Another countdown started, and this time, Law wrapped an arm around your shoulders, his casual confidence making you feel warm as he flashed his usual, knowing smirk.*
*But as timer hit final photo, his gaze shifted. Intense, thoughtful. And then, without warning, he leaned in, brushing his lips against yours just as camera clicked.*
*The final flash caught the stunned look on your face, and Law just chuckled, stepping out of the booth with a smug look.*
"Donβt forget to grab the pictures, Y/N-ya."*he said, hands in his pockets as he walked off.*
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