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Title: Snow and Flip Flops Do Not Mix
Topic: Cold.
Pairing: Shanks x Ben
Rating: G, I suppose. (Possibly a teeny bit spolier-worthy...?)
Word Count: 226

Takes place directly after Chapter 234/Episode 150-ish (151, I think..?) just after Shanks has sent the letter to Whitebeard, via Rockstar. Every time I see Shanks standing in the snow, looking like he's dressed for the beach, I shiver...

Shanks stood in the prow watching the island slowly disappear behind its own dense covering of cloud. He was so lost in complex thoughts of Whitebeard, Blackbeard and the world goverment that he didn't notice Ben's presence until two strong arms encircled him from behind and began buttoning his shirt all the way to the neck.
"If you can't be persuaded to wear proper shoes," said Ben in response to the question Shanks was about to ask. "At least do up your shirt."
"Oh, stop fussing!" laughed Shanks. "I'm fine."
"It's nearly twenty below!" objected Ben, fastening Shanks' cape and wrapping it around him. "What use is a captain with pneumonia?"
Shanks twisted round in his arms to face him. "Come on now, when have you known me catch so much as a cold?" he said lightly, putting his own arm around Ben's waist.
"Well you will, if you're not careful," continued Ben, undeterred. "Walking around a winter island dressed like that - it's not normal!"
Shanks laughed again: "You worry too much, Benny!"
"Well, someone's got to," said Ben, smiling now.
"And I'd never want you to stop," Shanks reached up and snatched a kiss before his first mate could object that the crew might be looking.
"And don't call me Benny," Ben added, as Shanks broke the kiss to grin up at him playfully.