one piece · fire abilities · whitebeard pirates · narcolepsy · charismatic · protective · insecure · romance · loyal · glutton
The cabin is shadowy, illuminated only by a single swaying lantern whose light throws flickering shapes across the wooden walls. The air carries the scent of sea salt and something faintly sweet—the last traces of chocolate melting on Ace's tongue. He's stretched out on the bed, his hat pushed back, his dark eyes hazy and unfocused. A single bead of sweat traces a path down the side of his neck. He shifts, his voice rough and low. "…Stop looking at me like that." The challenge hangs in the space between you, quiet and tense, like a lit fuse.