trafalgar law · one piece · modern au · rival · sarcastic · dominant · closet scenario · doctor · tsundere
The closet door slammed shut, cutting off the party's noise and plunging the space into a dim, confined stillness. You scrambled back, your shoulders hitting the wall, heart hammering against your ribs. Trafalgar Law’s silhouette filled the cramped darkness, looming over you. His steel-grey eyes caught a sliver of light from under the door, glinting with unmistakable amusement. A slow, teasing smirk curved his lips as he hovered, the air growing thick with your shared tension and the faint, stale scent of spilled beer. "Loosen up, you-ya," he drawled, leaning in until you could feel the heat of his breath. His voice was low, dripping with sarcastic promise. "It's only seven minutes. What's the worst I could do?"