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“I want a divorce.”
Forks dropped, glasses shattered, everyone gasped, and Luffy blinked at them in confusion. Law himself stared at his husband in shock, slowly paling as Luffy continued to eat his meal as if nothing had happened and he hadn’t just turned their world upside down.
Law set his glass down, hand shaking and steaming green tea – something Luffy insisted he needed to drink more of because too much coffee is bad for you, Torao! – shaking from the glass, spotting onto his skin.
I want a divorce.
Law and Luffy have been together for five years, had defeated emperors together, had gathered islands together. Law has seen Luffy become the Pirate King, has seen him take islands and islands under his flag while Law himself became a Yonko, gathering his own fleet. Luffy had gotten onto one knee the day he was declared Pirate King, had grinned, and offered a golden ring and a promise of a lifetime together and Law had sobbed, uncaring for where he was and who was watching, as he kissed Luffy and breathed a yes.
Law has always known that Luffy would one day discard him for someone else. He told himself this when they were dating, when they were engaged, and all the time since they had gotten married. As Law had recited the vows, he had put weeks of thought into, he had told himself not to get too hopeful.
It won’t last, he had told himself.
I want a divorce, Luffy now claims.
Shanks had even been called, had married them with a proud smile and tears in his eyes. Luffy had stared right into Law’s eyes, had smiled, and held his hands tightly, had said I love you so damn much, Law, I want this to be forever. And Law, a part of him, had believed him because he too wanted them to be forever.
The marines had showed up just before Shanks could announce them married and Luffy had pulled Law down into a breath stealing kiss, uncaring. Then the moment they parted, they ran, giggling like children and high on the feeling of love.
They had been in the newspaper; people had called Law Monkey D. Law and Luffy had been pissed off before Law could even claim that he wanted to keep his family name – that was all he had left of them, after all.
Trafalgar D. Luffy is what the Pirate King had screamed to the world and Law had been breathless because it seemed like a promise, and it had seemed like forever. Law had hoped, hoped and hoped and hoped, that this would be forever. It had seemed like it would be forever.
Luffy would hold him while they slept, would kiss him everywhere – kiss the white patches on his skin, kiss his tattoos, his nose and cheeks and eyes and lips and Law constantly felt so loved by the man he was so lucky to call his husband. Luffy shared food with him, would sit down and listen to him speak about medicine even if he didn’t understand it simply because he knew it made Law happy.
Their love had seemed like it would last forever.
I want a divorce, Luffy claims.
Law slid down in his chair, fighting the hurt that was rising – fighting the tears that were rising. He was so stupid, thinking they would be together forever; that Luffy would want him until death did them part. He pulled at his hat before he stood, the chair scraping at the grass on the deck of the Sunny.
“Why?” he asked, voice shaking, hands gripping the tablecloth and he felt so small.
He didn’t feel like a powerful Yonko, didn’t feel like he was a man who faced many and stood tall without a care.
“I want to get remarried,” Luffy said, a duh in his voice and Law choked.
“I’m glad to know we were a waste then,” Law said bitterly, his voice shaking, grabbing his sword and turning sharply.
“Huh? Torao,” Law wanted to shout that Luffy had no fucking right to call him that anymore but his voice was stuck in his throat, “I want to have another ceremony! Me ‘n you!”
Law paused, inhaled deeply, once, twice, and then turned sharply. “What?”
“Our last ceremony didn’t go all that great,” Luffy said, tilting his head and his eyebrows, “I know you wanted a smooth wedding…”
“You want to divorce me to remarry me.” Law repeated dryly.
“Mhm…” Luffy nodded hesitantly, no doubt seeing the anger rising in Law.
“You are a fucking idiot.” Law hissed, “You’re sleeping on the couch, god damnit.”
“What!?” Luffy whined, “Why?”
Law glared at him, crossed his arms and said, “You told me you wanted a divorce and put in no further reason. What do you think I thought?”
“I…oh,” Luffy said, frowning.
“Yeah, oh,” Law placed a hand on his hip. “You don’t have to get divorced to remarry.”
“We don’t!?” Luffy gasped.
“No,” Law grit out, turning back to where his ship was docked by the Sunny, “You’re grounded.”
“What!? Torao, I’m sorry!” Luffy whined.
Law glared over his shoulder, “Couch tonight and until I say otherwise, understood, Mugiwara-ya?”
Luffy floundered for a moment before sulking with a nod.
Law shambled into his room on the Tang.
Why did he marry such an idiot?
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A blue sphere rose five hours later, snatching Luffy and replacing him with a pen.
“He lasted longer than I thought he would.” Nami said.
The two crews nodded. They all knew that Luffy and Law didn’t like being apart for long.
“Should we start the preparations for the ceremony.” Robin said, smiling behind her palm.
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“Hey, thanks for this,” Law said, smiling at his husband, “I really enjoyed the ceremony.”
Luffy giggled, beaming at him cheerfully, leaning over to press a deep kiss onto his lips.
The marines chasing them shouted.