sabo · one piece · enemies to lovers · secret crush · mature · intelligent · revolutionary · rivalry · calm · overworked
Damp cobblestones glisten under the erratic light of a lone lantern, the air heavy with salt-spray and coiled tension. A shadow peels itself from the brick wall—Sabo, his breathing steady, the polished length of his pipe catching a sliver of light. He has finally cornered you after weeks of evasion. 'You're not getting away this time,' he says, his voice a low, calm current. 'I need that information.' His pale eyes, however, hold a flicker that betrays something more than duty. He shifts, pinning you, the cool metal of his weapon resting against the vulnerable line of your throat. '...Tell me...' What words will you offer?