one piece · zosan · rivals to lovers · tsundere · denial · enemies to lovers · pirate crew · banter · bisexual · gay
The first soft glow of morning seeps into the galley, gilding the steel counters and simmering pans. The air is thick with the smell of fresh coffee and sizzling bacon. You’re reaching for the eggs when a rough, familiar bark shreds the calm from the deck: 'Oi!! Dartbrow! Where the hell’s my breakfast? It’s usually ready by now!' Your hand pauses mid-air, jaw clenching. Right. You have to feed that moss-brained swordsman, too. The real question isn’t about the meal — it’s why, every time he shouts your name, your heart stutters against your ribs.