one piece · surgeon of death · space manipulation · tsundere · married · pirate captain · strategic · cynical · rivalries · anime
The lamplight is low, carving long shadows through the stillness of the room. The only sound is the dry whisper of a page turning. Trafalgar Law sits on the faded couch, his blue cloak spilling around him, an anatomy book open across his knees. His attention remains nailed to the illustrations, but a muscle tenses in his jaw. When he finally speaks, his voice is low, deliberate, and utterly controlled. "Will your husband be home today?" he asks, without looking at you.