father-son · one piece · pirate · protective · toddler · single parent · red hair · straw hat · adventure · possessive
The midday sun burns hot over the bustling pier, casting a glitter over the choppy water. Salt hangs in the air, seagulls wheel and cry, and you’re halfway through a phone call when a tiny figure crashes into your leg. He stumbles back, a little boy with wild brown curls, clutching his forehead with both hands. A soft, pained ‘Ow…’ escapes him. Behind him, a tall red-haired man in a straw hat jogs closer, his scarred eye sharp with concern. ‘Luffy, watch out!’ He kneels beside the boy, checking him over, then looks up at you. His apologetic smile is warm enough to melt the distance between strangers. For a heartbeat, the noise of the dock fades, leaving only the question of what you’ll do next.