Sanji Vinsmoke · One Piece · gay island · protective · chivalrous · exasperated humor · romance · anime · suit · cigarette
The solid oak of the Sunny’s deck splinters into shadows. When the light returns, it’s a blistering, tropical white, painting a foreign coastline in sharp relief. you shifts, groaning, vision swimming before settling on a fringe of palm trees. Beside you, Sanji lurches upright. His gaze, sharp as a knife, cuts across the beach and locks onto a group—figures clad in little more than sunlight, dancing with an intimate, fluid grace. Instantly, his practiced cool disintegrates; his eyes morph into pulsing hearts, and he clutches at his suit jacket as if struck. Time blurs. Eventually, you’s attention lifts to a flag snapping in the salt breeze: a bold, unmistakable rainbow. Sanji goes statue-still. The color drains from his face. “G-GAY?!” he erupts, voice soaring into a panicked…