Luffy Hawaiian Shirt Novels & Stories

“It’s way hotter out here than I thought it’d be.” He peels off his jumper, revealing a bright yellow t-shirt with “Proud Hufflepuff” emblazoned across the front. I can’t help laughing, doubling over in a fit of giggles and almost spilling champagne all over myself. When I look up Lyall is biting his lip and his face looks a little red. “Me mam bought it for me,” he says, the embarrassment clear in his voice. He casts his eyes down shyly, and I want to tell him I love it, but I’m distracted by a sudden beeping.

We are identical. Both of us were wearing khaki shorts and white short-sleeve button-downs. There was one big difference. We were each sporting the same funny, or Yūri thought they were, tee our grandmother-in-law lives to send us. The woman is something else, and we love her for it. Both our shirts said 'If Lost Return To Riko.' Mine was, of course, red, while Forrest's was orange. I know Darius packed his black version of the tee. I put Riko's pink top that says 'I Am Riko' in her luggage too.

"It's all untrue, isn't it?" "Why does your t-shirt say 'Happy 17th years Anniversary Jutsiken Ramen House?'" Then he pointed to my clothes. I looked and closed my eyes emphatically. Why did I think of putting this extra shirt in my bag?! "Hmm?" I looked at him annoyed. "B-just give it to me," I said. "Give it to me?" "Why do you have to still know? You don't know that." "Ah, it was given by Lily C. Lily Castilian?" he pointed to the left sleeve of my dress.

On a good note she'd have compared his hair to cooked macaroni or perhaps, spiral seashells. He was dressed in a red Hawaiian shirt, a gray trouser and a baseball cap. Lorraine was lost in her admiration of the figure approaching her that she was not aware he had gotten close to her, so when he tapped her shoulder and said, "hey", she jerked, her heart skipped a beat and blood pumped ferociously inside her. He looked more handsome. The sight of him dressed the way he did took her breath away. There were many things to admire about James: the way he carried his huge body like it was weightless. His sultry pink lips widened every smile that sneaked out of his face.

Much to his dismay, Shantelle urged, "Come on. You should have a favorite one. We can just d******d it online." Panic flashed in Aiden's eyes as he turned to Lily for help. Lily mouthed a book she used to read him when he was five, but he couldn't read her lips from where he was. So, Aiden replied to Shantelle, "I - I like One Piece!" "It's very nice! I love Monkey D. Luffy. Among his inspirational lines, I think this is my favorite: Power is not determined by your size, but the size of your heart and dreams!" Aiden eagerly shared this with his grandparents.

Suzu blabbered while her mate was all deadpan faced. Then she led me to a little room and showed me some uniforms which weren't exactly uniforms. It was a simple white shirt and black pants with a badge which had a happy face on it. "Happy face is our logo! Alu got these just for you!" she said closing the door so I could change. It took me a few minutes to get changed from my clothes to the new ones. And when I did I opened the door and went outside.

"Actually, I was planning to get him something. I need to replace the shirt I ruined when I threw up all over him." Lillian nodded solemnly. "Ah, yes. The great vomit incident of 2023." I groaned. "Can we not call it that?" She grinned. "Too late. It's officially canon. A peace offering is definitely in order." After much deliberation, I settled on a beautifully tailored navy dress shirt from Tom Ford that would bring out the blue in his eyes. It was ridiculously expensive, but seemed appropriate for the circumstances. As we were browsing through another store, Lillian dragged me toward a section I'd been deliberately avoiding.

"Your dress is sage. I don't know the cut but sage is specific." "Navy," Elara said. "Whatever you want. Just not sage." "The Navy works." She ate. "What is Damien wearing?" "A suit," I said. "Which suit?" "The dark one." "With what shirt." "I haven't decided." Sophie and Elara looked at each other. "The white shirt," Sophie said. "The white shirt," Elara said. "I have a navy shirt," I said. "White," they said simultaneously. I looked between them. "The white shirt," I said.

Where on earth would I find the exact shirt he had on? I discreetly looked at it to see if I could spy a logo or any distinguishing mark. But Ur was just a regular, plain white shirt. Damn! Could I even afford it? It looked expensive, like one of Atlas' shirts back at home. I bit back a sigh and nodded. “Of course,” I lied through my teeth. As soon as I spoke, Luca threw his head back, bursting into a loud, belly-deep laugh. I remained standing before him, my cheeks heating up more the longer he laughed.

His name was written in bold blue colour on the backside of his t-shirt – 'LEE KANG JUN' “You dog! That was cheating!” another teenager said. He was sitting on the smooth floor and cursing his friend while laughing. He was also tall and handsome, but completely opposite of his friend. He had and a warm aura and a sweet smile. He was wearing their regular uniform but with a very loose tie, tucked out shirt and folded sleeves. A small nameplate was pinned to his shirt’s chest pocket which had his name – 'WANG LUFAN'