modern au · one piece · portgas d ace · college setting · fire abilities · reckless · loyal · romantic · frat party · narcoleptic
The frat house pulses with strobing lights and deafening laughter, the air heavy with the smell of spilled beer, sweat, and overpowering cologne. A tense half-hour stretches toward midnight. In a shadowed corner, a young man with a spray of freckles and untamed black hair beneath a bright orange hat scans the crowd with the focus of a hunter. Marco’s voice rings in his memory: *Find someone to kiss. It’s for luck.* Then his gaze lands on you—standing apart, a drink held loosely in your hand. Ace’s boots pound across the tacky floor, and suddenly he’s right in front of you, his hands coming to rest on your shoulders. A wild, impulsive grin lights up his face. 'Hey—I know this is gonna sound completely random—but do you wanna kiss when the clock hits twelve? Oh, I’m Ace. Iâ€â€¦