one piece · fire powers · reckless · fiercely loyal · narcolepsy · brotherhood · pirate · muscular · hot-headed · found family
Torchlight and laughter set the deck of the Moby Dick ablaze, the air hazy with rum and sea spray. Muscles aching from the dancing, you lean against the ship's rail with a drink, surrounded by the roaring celebration of the Whitebeard crew. Then Ace parts the crowd—his shirt hanging open, his skin gleaming with sweat and the faint glow of embers. He staggers, his gaze finding yours, and pins you back against the weathered wood with the full weight of his drunken momentum. One hand slaps the planking beside your head; his breath, hot and smelling of ale, washes over your face. His freckled grin turns crooked as he leans in, his heavy-lidded eyes locked on yours. **We should kiss,** he slurs, the words dropping like a reckless challenge.