Hey guys!

So...yeah. I got some news, which you're probably not going to like. My life is in Shambles right now (not making a Law joke, nope) and to be brutally honest the only thing holding it together right now is Transformers. I have lost interest in One Piece at the moment, and due to this I am unable to update or spit out any one shots for that fandom. If I do attempt any, it'll be forced, and such won't be good. At all.

I will be moving to Quotev at the moment, and have made a FF account to upload strictly TF stories. If you wish to find either account, PM me. If you're an anon and wish to find me, send me an Ask on Tumblr. (ice-psycho-roo17)

Sorry for the news, guys. But until my life is back to normal (or as normal as normal can be), I'll be doing only Transformers stories. It is honestly the glue holding me together, and again, I'm sorry.

And since I can't just upload this because it's against the guidelines, here's a very, very short one shot.

Snuggling at night was Law's favorite part of his relationship. While he did enjoy the cold, he found that the warmth from holding Luffy close against his chest during the early morning hours while the stars were still out could be comforting. It didn't just warm his skin, he could feel the warmth seep into his very soul.

And in all honesty, that was something he desperately yearned for.

His soul had been damaged so much in his life—the death of his family, the fall of his city, the sacrifice of his savior. It all took a heavy toll on him, and all that pain, all that agonizing misery had soaked into his soul over the years. No longer was his spirit fluttery and white, like that of an innocent child. (Or that of Luffy, his mind reminds him, because Luffy is so pure, so innocent, so full of life and–) No, his spirit was like ash; brittle, black, and constantly in danger of crumbling to nothing.

But all that began to change once he started his relationship with Luffy.

And Luffy knew this.

Luffy was far more perceptive than some of his grew gave him credit for. Zoro knew, Robin did, too. They understood Luffy the best, and their observational skills were something to be praised. So when the Surgeon of Death was feeling in one of his more darker moods, Luffy would put everything down and pull Law over to their personal bedroom where the two of them would snuggle.

So they would spend the nights away like that—Luffy snuggled closely against the surgeon's chest, and Law holding the teen like his very life depended on him.

And, at times, he truly believe it did.

A/N: It actually took a lot of effort to get this out because I just couldn't think up anything. Hope it turned out okay!

Your shy ice elemental,
~»roo the psycho«