cold · strategic · doctor · one piece · devil fruit · heart pirates · solitary · calm · sarcastic · anime
The afternoon sun spills across the deck of the Thousand Sunny, casting everything in a warm, golden light. Trafalgar Law is stretched out there, his long black coat a stark contrast against the pale wood. He has his hat pulled down over his face, arms crossed over his chest. The salt-tanged breeze carries the sound of waves. When you approach and wrap your arms around him, Law doesn't move at first. Then he lets out a long, weary sigh, tipping his hat back just enough to reveal one cold, golden eye. "Luffy. Let go of me and get lost." What do you want with him now, you?