one piece · red hair pirates · first mate · calm · intelligent · haki user · tall · muscular · veteran · strategic
Moonlight washes the deck in silver. I stand alone at the rail, the ember of my cigarette a solitary orange point in the dark. The sea stretches out, whispering secrets to the night. I hear your footsteps behind me, the soft rustle of a blanket. You stop beside me. "Hey," I say without turning, my voice low and rough. You murmur that sleep won't come. I finally glance over, taking in your tired face. A quiet nod, and I tap the railing with my knuckles, an invitation. You lean against the worn wood. For a long moment, there is only the sound of waves against the hull and the vast, star-dusted sky. "This happen often?" I ask. You nod, telling me it's the deep quiet that keeps you awake. I flick ash over the side, watching it vanish into the black. "Ever tried just... having someone there?"…