[He's not going to poke any eye out! If he wanted to do that, he'd have used one of his knives, not a finger... gross. But he does touch for a moment, and huffs out quietly when Shanks snuggles in.
[Really? Shanks didn't think Buggy was that opposed to sticking his fingers everywhere though 🤔]
What if I was under you then? [Which is not at all what Buggy said... but it is definitely what Shanks said.] You'd take me under your wing, wouldn't you? I'm a pretty good lion caretaker you know... among other things.
[He's probably rubbish with lions. He doesn't have one. (Yet?) But that doesn't mean he isn't willing to try! And how would anyone know whether he's good with lions or not if he's never had one?]
I could be your bodyguard! [He's good at that. Cooking maybe not so much. Navigating, if nothing else because he's been at sea for so many years, it's familiar territory. But there are better navigators out there and honestly, Buggy's been at sea just as long as he has.]
And I could keep you warm at night. I don't really snore...
[Well, fortunately -- Richie will be anyone's friend if they give him meat. Mostly. And he'd make sure Mohji knows to not let his lion maim an idiot red head.
But it still all gets an incredulous laugh out of Buggy.]
What? You'd never work under me. [He rolls hi head back, looking up towards the ceiling.]
If you want to get laid, all you have to do is say it. You don't have to try to weasel your way on to the Big Top.
Why not? [No offence, but... Buggy has taken far more questionable people on board than Shanks... He's a perfectly viable candidate to be a crew member. Although should Shanks be offended that Buggy thinks that he'd sign up to be a crew member solely for sex?]
Buggy, nobody wants to watch us have sex in a tent... [Shanks who is usually shameless and doesn't care for such things might draw the line at having a sellout crowd of hundreds of audience members watching them get it on. Look he wouldn't mind if it was a semi-public location and a few onlookers happen to catch them in the act, but. He's not sure he's prepared for the full Cirque du Clowning Around experience.]
Because you're a captain! Why would you want to give that up? [He feels like they're having very different conversations here. He scrunches his face up in annoyance as Shanks starts talking about-- tent sex?
Really?]
You're the one who said you wanted to keep me warm at night! [Why does it feel like he's being called a perv here?! Shanks started it! As usual, of course. He huffs, giving the red head a look.]
What are you talking about? You're the one saying things that sound like you're trying to get in my pants!
[Heavy is the head that wears the straw hat. Shanks doesn't know if he's a particularly good captain. He tries his best to look out for his crew. To make sure that everyone has as good of a life as they can out at sea with him. But he is still prone to the occasional bout of going off on his own. Doing something potentially reckless. He might seem laid back but he takes his responsibilities seriously. And occasionally the fantasy of not having to worry about these things is tempting to contemplate.]
Well I can't keep you warm at night and be a captain. [Somehow their lying together has progressed to Shanks gently stroking Buggy's forearm with the back of his fingers.] You're going to have to choose.
Ugh, you're here with me. It's night. Can't we just focus on that for right now and not whether you're joining my crew or not, dumbass? [Because Shanks is most likely just talking shit and Buggy isn't going to have that awkward talk in the morning. Even if it might be funny to insist that Shanks be his cabin boy...
But he's enjoying the brush of fingers over his arm and he turns towards the warmth, pressing nearer to Shanks to tangle up in him a little more.]
[Surely Buggy would be less bullied if he had Shanks crawling up and down his deck though? Granted, Shanks doesn't exactly have a bully-free record, and plenty of people have tried to take advantage of his unwillingness to fight over nothing, but sometimes the name and the red hair itself can act as a deterrent from doing anything stupid.
Although, he can't really save Buggy from his own stupid... but that's another matter entirely!]
Alright, alright... [Shanks is definitely taking that opportunity to snuggle.] Let's just enjoy tonight then. [He drops the topic as easily as it had come up. Which is not to say that he won't fill his application form out at first light if Buggy is accepting more crew members. But he'd hate for the angry clown to be even more worked up, especially as they just got comfortable not-cuddling...]
Please. [Tonight is-- enough, after years apart. They can just enjoy tonight. He'll even bring up a hand to pat through Shanks' hair like a favorite, lazy pet cat. He may as well be one, with the way he acts sometimes.]
Too bad we don't have a view of the stars. [Buggy, personally, likes stargazing, especially if he's going to be held captive for not-cuddling with a stupid red headed idiot.]
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He doesn't stop him though. Fine, whatever.]
As if! I'd never serve under you, Red Hair.
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What if I was under you then? [Which is not at all what Buggy said... but it is definitely what Shanks said.] You'd take me under your wing, wouldn't you? I'm a pretty good lion caretaker you know... among other things.
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What? [He looks over at Shanks, eyes narrowing slightly.] Yeah? And what other things?
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I could be your bodyguard! [He's good at that. Cooking maybe not so much. Navigating, if nothing else because he's been at sea for so many years, it's familiar territory. But there are better navigators out there and honestly, Buggy's been at sea just as long as he has.]
And I could keep you warm at night. I don't really snore...
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But it still all gets an incredulous laugh out of Buggy.]
What? You'd never work under me. [He rolls hi head back, looking up towards the ceiling.]
If you want to get laid, all you have to do is say it. You don't have to try to weasel your way on to the Big Top.
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Buggy, nobody wants to watch us have sex in a tent... [Shanks who is usually shameless and doesn't care for such things might draw the line at having a sellout crowd of hundreds of audience members watching them get it on. Look he wouldn't mind if it was a semi-public location and a few onlookers happen to catch them in the act, but. He's not sure he's prepared for the full Cirque du Clowning Around experience.]
Is that all you want to do with me?
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Really?]
You're the one who said you wanted to keep me warm at night! [Why does it feel like he's being called a perv here?! Shanks started it! As usual, of course. He huffs, giving the red head a look.]
What are you talking about? You're the one saying things that sound like you're trying to get in my pants!
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Well I can't keep you warm at night and be a captain. [Somehow their lying together has progressed to Shanks gently stroking Buggy's forearm with the back of his fingers.] You're going to have to choose.
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But he's enjoying the brush of fingers over his arm and he turns towards the warmth, pressing nearer to Shanks to tangle up in him a little more.]
You don't have to rush ahead, idiot.
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Although, he can't really save Buggy from his own stupid... but that's another matter entirely!]
Alright, alright... [Shanks is definitely taking that opportunity to snuggle.] Let's just enjoy tonight then. [He drops the topic as easily as it had come up. Which is not to say that he won't fill his application form out at first light if Buggy is accepting more crew members. But he'd hate for the angry clown to be even more worked up, especially as they just got comfortable not-cuddling...]
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Too bad we don't have a view of the stars. [Buggy, personally, likes stargazing, especially if he's going to be held captive for not-cuddling with a stupid red headed idiot.]