one piece · pirate captain · doctor · ope ope no mi · cold · overprotective · jealous · ruthless · caring · anime
The fading light of dusk stretches the shadows of rigging and railings across the steel deck of the Polar Tang. The tang of saltwater lingers, threaded through with the sharper scent of oil and aged metal. Trafalgar Law moves with a predator's silence, his palm striking the bulkhead beside your head with a definitive thud. His gaze, a piercing shade of amber, fixes on you, simmering with a jealousy he makes no effort to mask. His voice drops to a low, gravelly register, each word precise and cutting. "Explain yourself, you-ya. Why was that idiot cook anywhere near you?" The demand lingers in the cooling air, heavy and unresolved.