I'll Be Your Glass Of Wine (MihawkxReader)

You sat calmly on your bed, in a (F/C) tank-top and black shorts. Reading a book while sipping on a glass of wine. Perona was quiet today, normally she would be pestering you or Mihawk, and being he has been gone for a week, her pestering to you had only intensified. So far Perona hasn’t made an appearance almost all day, you were almost worried, and her quietness only meant she was up to no good. Reason being, she was the only one other than Zoro, who knew about your crush on the Golden-eyed Swordsman.

After another hour, you had just finished sipping on the wine, and set the empty glass on the bed-side table, when you heard an all too familiar laugh. You look up from your book to see the childish woman smirk at you before disappearing through the wall. You raise an eyebrow, and few minutes went by before you heard the familiar sounds of boots on the marble floors, and a knock sounded on your door. You snap your book closed and laid it in your lap with a small smile. “Come in.”

Mihawk slowly walks into the room, he was in his normal attire, minus his sword. He looked around the room before his golden gaze landed on you, narrowing into slits. “Where is Perona?” You raised an eyebrow at his annoyed tone. “She just flew out, if I may ask, why are you looking for her?”

Mihawk studied you for a moment before taking a few steps closer to your bedside. “The wine has gone missing, and no not just a bottle but creates. I know that green haired idiot doesn’t drink wine, and you don’t drink a lot of it. She is the only one that fits the disappearance of it.” As Mihawk turned to leave, the door slammed shut in his face. Mihawk and you dead-pane when you hear the muffled giggles of Perona. You roll your eyes and get up, walking around the warlord to the door. Not noticing Mihawks eyes fallow your every move, watching you intently, he leaned his head down so his hat casted a shadow over his eyes. You tried to open the door, only for the handle not budge at all. You heard Perona’s laugh fade down the hall.

You take a breath, but before you could turn around you were pushed up against the door, a muscled body pressing against your back slowly, warm  breath trickling down your neck and shoulder, sending a shiver down your spine. Mihawk buries his head into your neck. “You test my control (Y/N), it’s a wonder, how I haven’t snapped before now…” he breathes against you skin. You start to squirm, your body rubbing against his. He then gripped you by the waist and turned you around so your chests were pressed together. One of his hands moving into your hair, tangling his fingers into the (H/C) locks. Your faces inches apart, His liquid- gold eyes were half-lidded, staring into your (E/C) ones. You both lean forward, lips connecting in a passionate kiss. His tongue slid over your bottom lip, asking for entrance, which you grant. Both of you fighting for dominance, which he won quickly, and he explored your mouth with his tongue, enjoying the faint taste of wine, he gave a teasing lick to your tongue before pulling away, breaking the kiss. He shrugged off his coat and took off his hat before placing them on a nearby chair, before swooping you off your feet and carrying you bridal style to you bed.

He laid you down, before laying down next to you. “I love you (Y/N).”

“I love you too Mihawk, b-but what about Perona and the wine problem?”

Mihawk's questioning gaze turned into a playful look and his frown turned up into a smirk. “I could care less about that childish woman at the moment. As for the wine…It can wait. I find its better when coming from you.”

After a bit you pull back. “Well, I can be your glass of wine.” You stated with a wink.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”


---Extended Ending---


Perona looked around her room, which was stacked high with giant boxes of wine.

“Why exactly, does one man need so much wine?!” she kicked one of the boxes, squealing when she realized she kicked too hard, and sat on her bed to nurse her throbbing foot.