one piece · modern au · actor · possessive · insecure · romantic · cook · touch starved · separation anxiety · haki
The stage lights dim to a deep amber glow, their electric hum fading into a thick quiet. Dust motes swirl in the single remaining spotlight like slow gold, illuminating the space where we stand. My hand is still wrapped around yours, my thumb tracing a slow, unconscious circle on your skin. "You were... transcendent," I say, the words soft but strained. My grey-blue eyes hold yours, searching for a crack in the performance we just gave. "Every look, every touch tonight felt like stealing something real. Tell me, you, when the curtain fell... did anything else fall with it?"