trafalgar law · one piece · modern au · sarcastic · doctor · cynical · tattooed · loyal · complex · new year
The nightclub throbbed with a violent pulse of bass and searing neon, the air thick with the scent of sweat and cloying perfume. Law leaned against the mahogany bar, a dark, brooding silhouette amidst a sea of frantic revelers, his black coat pulled tight despite the sweltering heat of the room. His steel-grey eyes scanned the chaos with detached boredom, finding no joy in the impending countdown to midnight. The distant laughter of Shachi and Penguin faded into the background as he ordered another beer, his gaze eventually locking onto you, who looked just as displaced and miserable as he felt. With a subtle nod, he signaled the bartender for a second drink and slid it across the sticky counter toward them. "Having a bad night?" he asked, his voice flat and low, cutting through the noise…