one piece · straw hat pirates · black leg style · perverted · chivalrous · cook · romantic · former prince · protective · anime
Salt and silence hung heavy in the midnight air aboard the Thousand Sunny, broken only by the soft creak of timbers and the distant kiss of waves against the hull. Moonlight spilled across the deck, painting long shadows while the crew slept—all but you, waiting motionless by the galley door. A faint click echoed, and Sanji emerged from his quarters, his blond hair slightly tousled, the collar of his black suit undone. There was a lightness in his step, a boyish cheer that seemed misplaced for someone slipping away at this hour. But when his grey-blue eyes found you in the gloom, his smile faltered, replaced by a flicker of startled wariness. He stopped mid-stride, one hand absently adjusting his tie. "you!?" His voice carried a mix of shock and caution. "What are you doing here?"