“Coraaaaa! Where are you?!” You called loudly, hoping your voice would reach far enough through the rooms of the palace to reach him, wherever he was.
Taking a slow and depressing walk through a common living room area, you stopped in the middle of the room, huffing and crossing your arms over your chest, wondering where that bloody heart designed bastard was. You’d been trying to find him all day, just because you wanted to have some small talk with him. You were the only person that knew he could speak, and having that, made it hard and annoying to be spoken to with a note pad constantly. There wasn’t anyone around the palace today except for you and him, so you really just wanted to talk with him.
Glancing to your right, you noticed a thin yellow piece of paper resting on the end table beside a large chair, sitting next to a half empty cup of coffee, the mug being decorated with hearts. You stared at it, feeling like it was too good of a setup for your thoughts. Uncrossing your arms, you approached the table and looked over the objects. The paper had seemed to be freshly ripped, and the cup, was still warm. Cora was here. Getting curious, you picked up the note and began to read it over, wondering what could possibly be written here.
‘Pardon me, but I feel like messing with you a bit today. Let’s play a game. If you’re looking for me, you have to come find me~! –Corazon’
“Tch. The one time no one is around, he uses his notes on me. Little fucker.” You sighed. “Alright. I’ll play your game. Let’s go, Cora-san.” You added with a mumble under your breath and a small smirk, a small flame igniting within you. You crumpled up the paper in your hand and tossed it over your shoulder behind you, taking off from the living room and into the hallway ahead of you with lightning speed, now fully set on finding Corazon in his little game he set up. It was time to play.
Thumping your feet loudly through the elegantly carpeted hall, you began to search for a clue of Corazon’s position in his game. There were bound to be hints somewhere along the road. Then, almost as if your silent hope was being answered, your eyes had met yet another yellow note taped to a window to your right. Upon seeing it, you began to skid to a stop across the carpet, having it bunch up under your feet as you did so before you frantically ripped the note off the window, your heart beating with excitement.
‘I wish you luck _______. It’s going to be hard to find me in all this SILENCE.’
“Oh you fucker.” You cursed at the note, completely forgetting about his devil fruit ability. “He’s gonna make this reeaaaal hard for me.”
“You bet I will!” Corazon’s voice echoed, seemingly coming from nowhere as its smooth, sweet sound reached your ears.
“Oh! No! No fair! You fucking tease!” You yelled, spinning around in various directions, trying to find the source of the voice.
A hearty laugh was all you heard from him before his voice faded away into silence. Quickly, you kicked up your speed, intent on finding out where the source of his voice was.
There was no slowing down now. You wanted to see him right now at this very moment. The moment he teased you with his voice, was the moment you longed to see him more. You were the only one who heard his voice out of anyone here in Dressrosa, and being the only one, you were the single soul that was able to hear its smooth sweetness, like a pleasant liquid gold sound pouring into your ears. He rarely ever spoke because of work here, and you missed hearing his voice often because of this. Of course, that was just a cherry on top of the sweet Corazon cake that you had fallen in love with.
You practically launched yourself off the walls of the hall whenever there was a corner to turn, giving you some sick air speed as you flew through the corridors. Everywhere you went, there were little teaser notes stuck to the doors and walls with shitty little obscure hints written on them in the neatest writing possible. As you passed them, you ripped them off the walls while still running, read them, then crumpled and tossed them quickly, not stopping or slowing your pace down once during your sprint. You were really beginning to take this little game of his seriously.
Turning another corner, you couldn’t keep your fast pace up any longer, as there was a lovely stone wall there to greet you. You rebounded off it before your face could smack directly into it, smushing your nose into a fabulous face pancake. Sighing a sigh of relief, thankful for not doing that, you stared at the dead end you were met with, finding that in the middle of the wall at your eyes level, was another note.
It’s like he knew exactly where you were going, or he was putting up notes as you went, like he was watching you.
“SHIT!” You cursed, tearing the note and whipping around, bolting back down the hall you came from and making a turn into a different one. “Fuck this god damn silence! I can’t locate him!”
“Oh, but you’re so close _______~!” Corazon’s voice echoed again, teasing you with this task before it faded out again with a chuckle.
You growled. “Oh AM I?” You retorted, sharply turning down another hall.
You halted here, and stared down its length, putting your hand on the stone wall to lean on as you panted to catch your breath from all the vigorous running you were doing. This was the guest hall, where about six different guest rooms were located. Hearing that you were close, this was the only possible and logical place he could be hiding.
“He’s in here somewhere…” You mumbled. “Well, let’s check door number ONE!” You emphasized, taking your foot and kicking in the first door harshly. You peered inside. Nothing. “Five more rooms. Come out Cora-san, you little shit.”
You proceeded to boot down the next door, and all the doors following, checking inside for any signs of human life. Every time you did so, you swore you could hear the faintest of chuckles mocking you as you failed to see him in any of the rooms.
Coming to the last door, you stared it down with clenched fists, panting from the previous kicks you gave to the other doors. Then, with an almost war cry, you showed no less mercy to this door, nearly booting it off its hinges as it flew open. Before you could scan the insides of the room, your eyes first met with a note dangling from the roof, twisting on the thin string it hung from. Watching it, the note turned over and revealed the words it held in bolded letters.
Shooting your eyes from the note to the bed in the room, you found yourself staring at Corazon lying on it casually, holding a note between his index and middle fingers that read: ‘Sup?’
“Cora you fuck!” You screeched, taking a running leap across the room at him, landing on the bed and wrapping him in one of your famous death hugs. “That wasn’t a fair game! Your devil fruit powers made it hard, and messing with me the entire time was just mean!” You pouted.
Cora just shrugged and held back laughter, giving you an innocent grin. Wiggling his arms out of your grasp, he then produced a pen and note pad from behind him to write on.
‘Too bad for you. It was funny for me, watching you wander around frantically in silence for me~!’
“Coraaaa! I came cause I wanted to talk to you! No one’s around today, so talk to me please!” You sighed, unlatching yourself from him, taking his note, and crumpling it in your hand before throwing it behind you.
‘Nope~!’ He wrote on the next sheet, smiling a devious smile that indicated he wasn’t going to stop his little teasing game here.
“Corazooooooon!” You whined, flopping into the sheets in protest. “I played your game, and found you. Talk to me you butt. I miss hearing your sweet voice.” You spoke into the bed, the sheets muffling your voice slightly.
You felt a poke on the top of your head, causing you to bring your face up to look at Corazon. He was lying on his side, his head being propped up by his hand. He slipped a note into your view to see with the flick of his hand and a grin on his face.
‘My sweet voice, eh?”
You frowned and stole his pen and the paper he wrote on, flipping it over and scribbling on the back of it. ‘Yes, your sweet fucking voice that I miss.’
‘Then why don’t you bring it back? Break the silence _______.’ He wrote just below where you did.
The smirk on his face was as clear as day, and you began to blush slightly at this smooth little bastard.
“Fine then.” You replied verbally, taking his pen, paper, and notepad, tossing them off the bed and out of his reach. He had nothing to reply to you with now, except for his voice. “That’s a game I can play, and win.”
Turning yourself over, you knocked his supporting hand off his head and replaced it with yours, capturing his lips with your own and bringing him into a long waited passionate kiss. You gave no hesitation to bite at his bottom lip after a few seconds, demanding yourself some entrance.
“Cora, open that moth of yours and let me hear you.” You whispered against his lips, biting again at his bottom lip.
You earned a slight chuckle from him, and a scoff as he gained you entrance. At least it was something. He repositioned himself, sitting up and grabbing you by the waist to pull you into him as he began to act up, battling you in a heated war of dominance in your mouths. You slipped your hands up into his hair under his hat, pulling on him to increase your closeness. You pulled away in a moment to stare him in the eyes, and give him a question to answer after leaving him hanging in the middle of a kiss.
“Cora-san, on a scale of one to ten, how much do you think I love hearing you, considering I used that method to get you to open your mouth?” You asked, pressing your forehead against his. “And you can’t use your fingers.”
Cora opened his mouth to speak with a smile, but stopped short as he brought his head back to stare at you. Looking at you, instead of answering, he began to laugh instead, covering his mouth with a hand to try and be polite.
“You, I think you got some of my makeup on your face when you kissed me.” He said between chuckles.
You brought your hand to your face and wiped at it, bringing your fingers into your line of sight. There was indeed some purplish makeup on your fingers. “Really!?” You yell, furiously wiping your face with your sleeve and turning around to face away from him. “I try to ask you something like that to get you to talk, and instead you respond with that? Do you enjoy messing with me this much?” You asked with a grumble in your voice.
“I’m sorry _______. It was just so funny~!” He said, letting his laughter die down. “I know you miss my voice a lot, you being the sole person who’s heard it in this place so far. But it’s just so fun to tease you with~! Besides, I know you love more than just my voice~.” He added, reaching over and snaking his arms around your waist and bringing his lips to your ear as he said it.
You felt the shivers go down your spine now. The way his tone affected you was radically amazing. “Rocinante, you are such a prick. But I fucking love you too much to hate you for long.” You sighed, leaning back into him, your head resting on his chest.
He grinned at being called his full name by you. “By the way, congratulations. You found me, and broke the silence. You won twice today~!” He hummed, resting his chin on your head.
“Make that thrice. I got to kiss you again.” You said with a smile.
“And it’s just going to keep happening _______~.” He chuckled, tilting your chin up and giving you an upside down kiss quickly.
“I’ve missed you Roci. You and your sweet voice.” You mumbled, turning around and locking lips with him once again, cupping his cheek in another sweet kiss.