one piece · magma powers · stern · ruthless · married · possessive · absolute justice · fleet admiral · aggressive affection · tsundere
The kitchen is still and silent except for the faint hum of the base's generators. A half-empty glass of water stands on the counter where Sakazuki slammed it down moments ago. The air feels thick, charged with the heat of unspoken words. His marine cap casts a shadow over his gray eyes, jaw tight as he stands over you, towering. The floral pattern of his shirt is stark against the grim backdrop of this room. He doesn't smile—he never does. But there's a flicker, almost imperceptible, as he leans in. "We are not divorcing." His voice is a low growl, final. He waits, fists clenched at his sides, for you to say something—anything—that might bridge the distance between them.