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𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐂𝐄 ─ 𝟤𝗇𝖽 𝖣𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖢𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋. #ONEPIECERP (𝖤𝖭𝖦/𝖯𝖳/FR) mun 𝟤5+
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“Guess I’ll have to figure out how to top this when yours rolls around.”
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and carefully sliced into the cake. He placed a generous slice onto a plate and slid it toward Law, his grin widening.

“Thanks, really. For making my birthday this special…” Ace hesitated for a second, as if trying to find the right words, before adding with a playful lilt, +
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A moment like this wasn’t something he’d take lightly.

He smiled softly, meeting Law’s gaze. “I’ll read this later... Not just because I don't want to make you uncomfortable, but… I think I’d probably get a little too emotional to keep teasing you.”

With his free hand, Ace picked up the knife +
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Reaching for the black envelope, Ace cradled it carefully in his fingers, his touch reverent. His heart thudded a little faster in his chest, curiosity gnawing at him as he wondered what Law had written inside. But he knew Law "well"—knew how reserved he could be. +
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stumbled through an old birthday song. How could someone make something so simple feel so extraordinary?

Ace swallowed hard, his gaze softening. “You know,” he said, his voice filled with a mix of awe and affection, “I don’t think anyone’s ever made me feel this way before."

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He remained silent as Law’s voice echoed softly, filling the space between them. His chest tightened with an unfamiliar warmth, and for a moment, all he could do was watch him. Everything about Law was captivating—the way he moved, the way his voice carried that quiet intensity, even now, as he +
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The adorable color on the birthday boy's face would be mirrored on his own while he eyed the little black envelope that laid flat on the table.

"Please read that.. whenever, in private if you like--", just a suggestion. He might risk a swift death if he read it now.
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With a soft exhale, he blows out the candle, the small flame snuffed into smoke curling into the air.
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into quiet reflection as he takes in the small flame. He closes his eyes, letting his thoughts settle on the wish forming in his mind. It’s not grand or material—it’s tied to the people he loves, the fleeting moments he wishes to hold on to forever.

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warmth spreading through his chest.

"This is..." He pauses, swallowing hard against the lump in his throat. His usual grin takes over, though it’s softer, more genuine this time. "You didn’t have to go through all this... but I’m really glad you did."

Leaning forward, Ace’s grin fades +
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Ace's eyes widen slightly as Law lights the candle, the flickering glow casting soft shadows on his face and revealing the faintest blush on his cheeks. For a moment, he’s at a loss for words—a rare occurrence. His gaze shifts between the candle, the cake, and finally Law, an undeniable +
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envelope. But first, Law lit the candle and looked at him expectantly.

"Go on, make a wish.."

There had been several ideas thrown at him by his crew, most of them embarrassing and unhelpful, but someone had had the sense to suggest.. something nice.
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breathing a bit heavier but his playful smile firmly in place.

"Now that's better," he murmurs, running his tongue over his lips in quiet satisfaction. "But I haven't forgotten about our snowball fight."
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He tilts his head slightly to deepen the connection, as if wanting to etch it into memory. His hand on Law's waist shifts subtly, while the one in his hair tugs gently, just enough to draw a shiver from the other man.

When they finally pull apart, Ace keeps his gaze locked on Law's, his +
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One hand finds its place on his waist, gripping lightly, while the other slides to the back of his neck, fingers tangling into the dark, soft strands of hair. When their lips meet again, the kiss is deeper, filled with an intensity that seems to warm the cold air around them.

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He meets the brief kiss with his own, a satisfied smile tugging at his lips as they part, though the space between them remains minimal.

"I'm glad you liked it. Even if it's something so simple..."

Before Law can respond, Ace pulls him in gently but firmly, closing the gap between them. +
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His grin falters briefly into something bashful before he lets out a short laugh, running a hand through his hair. "Might’ve been up all night making it, but hey, that just means it’s extra special."
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deliberation. "I got something for you too."

He pulls out a folded piece of parchment, smoothing it out carefully before handing it to him. It’s a hand-drawn map, detailed and precise, with little notes scrawled in the corners.

"This map has all the islands I’d like to explore with you."

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"Aw, c'mon, you look great in Christmas colors! I mean, who else could make a sweater like this look so good? You’re practically festive royalty now."

Though he reveled in the fun of provoking Law, his attention shifted as he looked down, his fingers slipping into his bag with careful +
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did ask for /this/ monstrosity--", he looks down at the sweater wistfully. Then an eyebrow cocks up rather sternly, "I'm waiting.. this better not have been a ploy to put Christmas colors on me.."
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//yeah, it really sucks 😭 but I'm feeling much better now, thankfully sz
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...You’ve got an unfair talent for making things special, y’know?"
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Picking up the jewelry carefully, Ace’s usual energy softens into something more genuine. He studies it for a moment, then looks at him with a warm, almost bashful smile.

"Wow, Law... this is amazing. I love it, really. Thank you—I’ll wear it all the time, promise.

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Ace’s face lights up the moment he sees the sweater, a wide grin spreading across his features as he eagerly puts it on.

"These are awesome—suits you perfectly."

He says with a playful grin, but his expression shifts the moment Law reveals the second gift. +
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But of course, he has another present for him, which he reveals soon after in the palm of his hand,

"I collect jewelry often, rings, pendants and such.. this one made me think of two brothers. I thought you might like to wear it.."
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//I’ve been a bit inactive because I’m sick. I promise I'll reply to everyone tomorrow.
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"OTÁRIO MOLENGA."

Berrou antes de finalmente ocupar a própria boca, cravando os dentes no ombro de Jane, onde mordeu e grudou ali, sem se mover, apenas apertando mais e mais da mordida.
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Se inspirou em correr o mais rápido que podia, dando impulso o suficiente para pular e se agarrar nas costas alheias, envolvendo o pescoço dele com ambos os braços.

"Perdeu tudo, irmão."
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"Oh, come on! I thought we were having fun."

He slowly gets off, still wearing a mischievous smile.
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..... please
Get off

•He says through gritted teeth. •
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I’m not getting off unless you say please. ~