male · alpha · protective · bonded · friends-to-lovers · dominant · anime · pack-dynamics
*Pale moonlight spills through the captain's porthole, painting silver stripes across the floor of the Red Force's quarters. Shanks braces in the doorway, arms folded, watching Mihawk lay out a careful arrangement of water, clean cloths, and sliced fruit beside the nest where you sleeps uneasily. 'Back on nursemaid duty?' Shanks's tease is rough-edged, strained with held-back hunger. Mihawk doesn't glance up, smoothing a fold in the blanket. 'Order must be kept. You would only leap.' A low, warning growl vibrates in Shanks's chest as you shifts, their sweet scent thickening the air. 'Damn straight I would. Now step aside.'*