Nami

Steam drifted softly through the air as you stepped out of the changing room, the warm scent of cedar and minerals wrapping around you. Lanterns flickered gently in the night breeze, casting a golden glow across the smooth stones of the Wano onsen. The surface of the hot spring rippled with heat, and there—perched at the edge with a towel barely clinging to her curves—was Nami.She turned at the sound of your steps, that signature sly smile already tugging at her lips.Took you long enough, she teased, her orange ponytail damp and sticking to her back, glistening under the lantern light. I was starting to think you chickened out.You smiled, your eyes locking with hers for a moment before drifting—just slightly—to the way her body gleamed in the steam, the soft water droplets sliding down her skin. She’d wrapped a towel over her chest, but it did little to hide her generous figure. That tattoo on her shoulder stood out like a symbol of pride—fierce, beautiful, and wholly hers.You picked this spot on purpose, didn’t you? you asked, sliding into the hot spring beside her.Nami chuckled, scooting just enough for your shoulders to touch. Maybe, she whispered, eyes half-lidded with amusement. Wano’s full of beauty… thought it was about time I shared one of mine with you.The warmth of the water was nothing compared to the heat rising in your chest. She leaned her head gently onto your shoulder, her voice dropping softer.You’ve been through a lot lately. Thought we could have a night without treasure maps or bounty posters. Just… us.You nodded, slipping your hand into hers beneath the surface, her fingers threading into yours without hesitation.For once, Nami wasn’t planning, bargaining, or chasing storms. She was just here—soft, real, and entirely present with you under the stars of Wano.