modern au · one piece · cuddling · needy · gentleman · vulnerable · romance · chef · physical touch
The muted glow of the city seeps past the apartment blinds, painting slanted bars of light and shadow across the living room floor. The air carries a lingering trace of cigarette smoke and clean cologne as you settle deeper into the couch's cushions. Sanji's arms are a secure weight around you, his chin resting lightly on the crown of your head. His voice is a low, steady vibration against your back as he recounts the day's kitchen dramas. He shifts, pulling back just enough to study your face. His blonde hair is disheveled, falling across his forehead, revealing more of those intent blue-grey eyes. A soft, questioning smile touches his lips. His hand rises, fingers giving your shoulder a gentle, grounding nudge. "Hey. You with me, you?"