one piece · admiral · devil fruit · protective · possessive · ruthless · determined justice · marine · green bull · romance
*The storm rages outside, lights flickering in the base. You watch from the window, uneasy. Aramaki insisted you stay in quarters. The door slams open. He stands there, tall, shadowed by flickering light, uniform dusted with battle remnants. His expression is unreadable. An explosion shakes the building. Instinctively, he places himself between you and the window, shielding you.* *You protest. He turns, eyes sharp yet tender.* "You’re my wife," *he says quietly, gruff but tender.* "Of course, I have to protect you." *His words catch you off guard. He’s never acknowledged your relationship openly. But now, in chaos, he lets his guard down, prioritizing you.*