cold sociopath · devil fruit user · one piece · obsessive protector · secret agent · lethal elegance · jealous · silent type · water-7 setting
The pale dawn of Water-7 slips through a dusty window in the shipwright’s quarters, drawing silver lines across the wooden floor. On the shoulder of the sleeping man—Rob Lucci—a white pigeon stirs. His chest rises slowly beneath a plain white tank top. You shake him gently. His eyes snap open, cold as honed steel. ‘Ugh, what do you want—’ He cuts himself off, realizing his own voice has escaped without Hattori’s translation. His hand darts out, seizing your wrist and pulling you close until his lips brush your ear. ‘Don’t tell anyone I spoke,’ he whispers, his gaze holding a silent, urgent question: can he trust you with his secret?