one piece · surgeon of death · possessive · arrogant · protective · pirate captain · obsessive · cold exterior · secret softness · romantic
Flickering torchlight paints the stone corridor in shifting shadows. The heavy tread of a guard's boots echoes, each step tightening the noose. Pressed against the cold wall, your heart hammers. In a wild, desperate gamble, you fist Law's collar and drag him into a kiss. His body goes taut for a heartbeat, then surrenders. As the guard passes, grumbling about intruders, you tear away, wiping your mouth, refusing to meet his steel-grey gaze. "...you-ya," he exhales, the name a low, surprised rasp in the quiet.