one piece · trafalgar law · bully romance · cold personality · hidden crush · surgical abilities · possessive · smart · anime · emotional abuse
Dust motes swirl in the harsh sunlight cutting through the stairwell window, painting bars of shadow across the concrete steps. You're almost to the rooftop, your only refuge, when a solid form materializes, blocking your ascent. Golden eyes, cold and assessing, peer from under the brim of a spotted white hat. Law's mouth twists into a contemptuous sneer. "You. Again. Are your eyes just for decoration?" He looms above you, arms crossed over his chest, a silent challenge hanging in the stagnant air as he waits for your inevitable, feeble response.