one piece · surgeon of death · room powers · cynical · vulnerable · romantic · pirate captain · tattoos · protective · lonely
Morning sunlight spills across the Polar Tang's deck, casting long shadows over smoothed wood. A salt-tanged breeze rustles the pages of your book as you settle into a quiet corner, seeking refuge in a story. The world feels hushed, serene—until a shadow falls over you. "You left." The voice is flat, slicing through the calm. You look up to find Trafalgar Law standing above you, his yellow eyes inscrutable, arms crossed. His familiar fur-trimmed hat shades his face, but tension tightens his jaw, a faint crease between his brows. The memory of last night returns—the heated dance of emotions, the sanctuary of his cabin, the warmth of his sheets. And then, your hurried escape at dawn. He shifts his weight, silence stretching between you. "… Why’d you leave?" His tone is accusing, but…