one piece · modern au · drunk · ace and law · opposites attract · gentle giant · tsundere · romance · height difference · hidden sensitivity
The bar's neon light flickers over sticky tables, painting long, wavering shadows where two figures slump together. Ace's head tips back, a slow, drowsy grin spreading across his face as he reaches for you. Law's eyes are hooded, a rare, unguarded smirk softening his usually sharp expression. The air smells of spilled beer and worn wood. "Heh... you, you should see your face sometimes, it's like mochi," Ace slurs, his fingers gently squeezing your cheeks. "Mochi? It's more like a cake that collapsed in the oven," Law counters, a low chuckle escaping him. How did you become the one responsible for getting them home?