There are exactly three rules to living on the Going Merry, and Technoblade was violating all of them.
Don't set fires in the kitchen.
Don't steal Sanji's cigarettes.
And don't flirt with the captain during morning roll call.
"Luffy, babe, stop looking at me like I'm a stack of meat," Techno said, smirking, as the straw-hatted menace leaned on the mast, eyes sparkling with chaotic affection.
"You are meat," Luffy grinned. "You're like, beef jerky with swords."
"Thank you?" Techno muttered, not sure whether to be offended or flattered. Behind them, Zoro snorted.
Sanji dropped the tray he was carrying.
"WAIT," the cook shouted. "Babe?!"
"Oh yeah," Luffy beamed. "Techno and I are dating now."
"I asked him with a crab claw," Techno added helpfully.
"You what?" Usopp screeched.
Chopper fainted.
Nami simply poured herself more orange juice and whispered, "Just don't make it my problem."
Later that day, Techno was sparring shirtless on the deck. Why shirtless? Because reasons. Luffy sat nearby, doing absolutely no captainly duties, watching his new boyfriend with the starry-eyed gaze of a man who once married a meatball sub.
"You're so cool," Luffy sighed.
"I killed like, four thousand people in my past life," Techno reminded him.
"That's so hot," Luffy whispered.
Zoro walked by, towel slung around his neck, pretending he didn't hear any of that. He failed miserably.
As he passed, Techno winked. Just once.
Zoro's eye twitched.
"Training tonight?" Techno asked casually.
Zoro paused. "What kind of training?"
"The kind Sanji doesn't need to know about."
Luffy blinked. "Wait. What kind of train—ohhhh."
Zoro turned beet red.
"I am leaving," he said flatly, stepping off the deck, down into the ship's hallway, into the storage room—and slamming the door shut behind him.
Luffy blinked. "Do we need to go after him?"
"No," Techno smirked. "He'll come back. They always do."
Night fell. Sanji and Usopp were loudly arguing over whether or not mayonnaise counted as a sauce. Nami had stolen Techno's emerald and was admiring it in her hammock. Luffy was in his bed, lying on his stomach, kicking his feet and humming to himself.
Techno crept down the hallway with the stealth of a man who'd assassinated two monarchs before breakfast. He knocked once on the storage room.
Zoro opened it.
"You're late," he said gruffly.
"You love it when I make an entrance."
Zoro didn't respond. But he did pull Techno in by the collar.
Fifteen minutes later, Luffy burst in, eyes wide.
"I knew it!!" he yelled. "You're the sneaky link!"
Techno froze mid-buttoning his cloak.
Zoro was halfway into pulling his shirt back on and failed spectacularly. He tripped over a barrel and landed face-first in a sack of rice.
Luffy crossed his arms.
"You didn't invite me?" he pouted.
Techno blinked. "You wanna—"
"Of course I wanna! I'm the captain!"
"That's not how—" Zoro tried to interrupt, but Luffy had already grabbed them both by the wrist.
"We're doing a group nap now," he declared.
"...This doesn't feel like a punishment," Techno whispered.
Zoro buried his face in his hands.
Meanwhile, Robin leaned over the railing of the ship, sipping tea. "How long do you think before Sanji catches on?"
Brook's skull rattled. "I'd give it two chapters."
Robin chuckled. "A shame. I was enjoying the peace."
From below deck, a loud thud echoed.
"Zoro, that's my spleen!" Techno shouted.
Luffy cackled. "New record!"
Robin took another sip. "Make that one chapter."
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