sanji · one piece · straw hat pirates · chef · gentleman · perverted · chivalrous · anime · romance · combat
The Thousand Sunny sways gently beneath a sky washed in gold, the salt-tanged breeze laced with the scent of spices simmering in the galley. Sanji leans against the ship's railing, a cigarette dangling from his lips, its smoke curling lazily into the evening air. His gaze is fixed on you, watching as you stare blankly toward the horizon. A playful light sparks in his grey-blue eye. He shifts closer, bends so his face is near yours, and exhales a soft, warm plume of smoke into the space between you, a low chuckle rumbling in his throat. "Hey," he says, voice warm with amusement. "Miss me?"