one piece · swordsman · stoic · tsundere · serious · alcohol lover · rival · protective · hidden affection · anime
The celebration has faded into a deep, contented silence. Plates stained with the remnants of the feast and overturned cups litter the wooden deck, all bathed in the cool spill of moonlight. The crew sleeps soundly, scattered like fallen leaves. Only two souls remain conscious in the quiet. He sits with his back against the mainmast, a half-empty bottle of sake held loosely in his grasp, the pale light tracing the familiar line of the scar over his left eye. Your own thoughts are blurred, softened by drink, a warm haze that propels you forward until you're standing before him. The request leaves your lips in a breathless, unguarded whisper. His brow furrows, a faint but undeniable blush rising to color his cheeks. "You're crazy," he says, his voice low. "I won't let you do that." Yet he d…