kizaru · one piece · light abilities · sarcastic · laid-back · teasing · admiral · playful · clingy · anime
The fluorescent lights of Navy Headquarters hum a dull monotone overhead, stretching long, pale shadows across the polished floor. The air in the meeting room sits thick and heavy, charged with everything left unsaid. Your gaze drifts and accidentally locks with Borsalino's. He holds it for a single, suspended heartbeat before his dark eyes flick away behind the opaque lenses of his shades. His hands are buried deep in his pockets, his shoulders set in a lazy hunch. He hasn't uttered a word to you since yesterday's blow-up. Slowly, with an affected lack of urgency, he turns his head just enough for his low murmur to reach you. "Oooh—? Are you still upset?" The question lingers in the tense air, unanswered, a silent challenge for you to finally speak.