How Long 'Til Supper? (Sanji x Reader)

As usual, most of the Straw Hat crew enjoyed sitting outside in the sun, taking in the fresh, salty sea air around them. You were no exception to this, but, you had an affinity for constantly asking when Sanji's next snack, drink or meal would come flying out of the kitchen in the love-tornado that was your favourite cook... or man, for that matter.

So, you naturally were in and out of the kitchen more often than Luffy was. But today, you had gone into the kitchen nearly every thirty seconds.

Let's just say you got kicked out.. and banned.

It was around supper time, you judged, by the sun that was barely beginning to set around the horizon. The outdoors were still warm in the midst of the summer island you just left, so nobody had gone inside yet.

Luffy, Chopper and Usopp were playing tag, Franky was sitting and tinkering up on the top deck where Robin and Nami also were, still sunbathing.

Zoro was taking a nap on the grassy deck, (although you thought Zoro never really took naps because he always seemed to know what was going on) next to where you were rolling around on the grass impatiently.

Sanji was probably in the kitchen again. Letting out a long string of whines and the sentence “I'm hungry!” Zoro finally 'woke up'.

“(y/n),” he started with a growl. “If you're that hungry, go and pester the shitty cook instead of me!” He scolded, waving a hand to shoo you away.

Pouting, you stood up and wiped yourself off. “You're so cold, Zoro...” you whined, stepping away and practically dragging yourself up the stairs to find Sanji.

Knowing full well you were probably still banned from the kitchen, you opened the door and shuffled inside, locating Sanji as he was adding some vegetables to a huge soup pot. He didn't seem to notice you coming in, so you continued to shuffle through the dining room and to where he was cooking.

Snaking your arms around him and shoving your face into his shoulder, you began to try and shake him.

“Sanjiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii...” you whined. “How long 'til supper?” You asked. This came as no surprise to Sanji, and he only stiffened his legs so you wouldn't make the two of you fall.

With a chuckle, he placed a finger on the tip of your nose briefly when you looked up at him. “You almost have a worse appetite than Luffy does, (y/n)-chan. And I thought I banned you from the kitchen,” he mused.

You only pouted and continued shaking him back and forth. “But I'm hungry and I want to know when supper is!” You persisted.

Sanji broke into a full-out laughter, turning down the burner and pulling you off of him so he could turn around.

“These are the reasons I keep kicking you out, (y/n)-chan,” he said between his laughter.  “I can hardly concentrate with you being so cute all the time.” Sanji picked you up by the waist and held you up just far enough that he could kiss you, and you could wrap your legs around his waist as he moved and seated you against the counter across from the stove.

Once you two pulled away, Sanji smiled brightly at you. “Supper's not for another half-hour, sugar. But, we could cut that time in half if you helped me,” he explained, and you pounced from the counter, whizzing over to the pantry and grabbing the apron you had ready for whenever he asked you to help him.

When you returned, you placed a hand on your hip and grinned widely.

“Let's get cooking then!” You declared. With another smile and a hearty chuckle, Sanji turned up the burner on the soup pot again.

“I agree,” he said and began giving you a list of tasks to do.

In the end, you were never kicked out of the kitchen again.