It All Starts With A Game. {Marco x Reader}

The Game.

It had been a while since the game started, many people having to stop what they're doing to take their turn. It was admittedly rather interesting. No one thought to split the items between genders, so you could get literally anybody. Even someone who's the same sex as you, Law had found this out firsthand when he pulled out a fork.

"What idiot put a fork in the--"

"Me~! Who did I get~? A beautiful maiden named Na--?" Sanji's voice essentially broke at the realization. Law already looking completely distraught. Before they could rebel, Nami shoves Law into the closet. Persuading Sanji to follow behind using her feminine charm.

From the outside, all anyone could hear was Sanji fanboying over Nami and Law muttering obscurities under his breath. A literal whole seven minutes of this before the door finally opened, Law shoving past Sanji and making his way back to the couch with one hell of a deadly look in his eye.

"I'm never playing this game again, Nami-ya." 

Yeah, I said the same when I had Eustass Kid, Law. But here I am.

"Well, a-at least you took part." Nami nervously smiles, holding the hat out to Nico Robin. The dark-haired woman calmly dipping her hand in and pulling out a lighter. At first, you assumed it was Sanji trying to take another shot at the game. Until Corazon got up, strolling over to the closet and tripping up on the step in the process, the tall man sent tumbling inside. Robin following casually. 

Not much could be heard from those two, a little bit of muffled chatter but not much else. Until the end. Just as Nami reaches for the door a loud thump could be heard, she still opened the closet nonetheless, exposing Robin on the floor and Corazon on top of her, the pair in a lip lock with wide eyes. 

However, it only lasts for a mere few seconds before Corazon shoots up to his feet, apologizing repeatedly. His face going bright red as he rushes out and back to his seat. Robin following in suit, she even had a pale blush spreading across her face.

"R-Right...Our first kiss of the night~!" Nami giggles, enthusiastically patting an embarrassed Corazon's shoulder. "Go Rosinante~!"

"I believe he merely tripped..." Robin quietly corrects, taking a sip of her wine and her face still a dusty pink colour. I wonder if she likes him.

"Ah, well! Still counts~!" The orange-haired girl hums, Corazon ducking his head under his hood from embarrassment as Nami skips over to Marco, holding the hat out to him. "Your go~!"

"Eh? If you insist yoi." The blonde reaches into the hat, shuffling around a little bit before pulling out your mace. Of course, just your luck. Marco grimaces as his eyes set on the item, his gaze slowly shifting to you. The look of horror on Nami's face doesn't quite go unmissed as she clears her throat. She and everyone else in the apartment knew how badly you and Marco clashed and quite frankly, no one wanted a murder tonight.

Well, except for Luffy, of course.

"HURRY UP GUYS! I WANT MY TURN SO I CAN SEE WHAT HAPPENS IN THE CLOSET~!!!" Luffy demands, hastily shoving both you and Marco inside before slamming the door shut behind you. Silence following closely afterward.

I am so going to kill Luffy one day...

The closet was rather dark but enough light peaks through the cracks for you see, your eyes beginning to adjust to your surroundings. There was only a few clothes hanging up and a few shoe boxes on the shelf above your heads. The floor thankfully empty, giving you enough room to sit if you wanted to.

"...Great." Marco murmurs miserably, leaning back against the closet wall and sliding down to his butt, trying to stretch out his legs but only ends up kicking you.