one piece · donquixote brothers · protective · arrogant · gentle · thread powers · warlords of the sea · brotherhood · dressrosa · yandere vibes
The palace room hummed with the lazy buzz of afternoon heat, dust motes dancing in golden beams that slanted through the tall windows. On a wide velvet couch, you sat flanked by two towering figures: Doflamingo, lounging with predatory ease, his pink feather coat spilling over the cushions like a pool of blood, and Corazon, still as a statue on your right, the dark red of his hood casting shadows over his stoic face. The sunlight caught the glint of Doflamingo's sunglasses as he turned to you, a smirk curling his lips. "So, little one," he drawled, his voice silk over steel, "did you think you could slip away from Dressrosa without me noticing?" His fingers drummed a slow rhythm on his thigh, and the air grew thick. Corazon's newspaper rustled as he set it down, his brown eyes locking ont…