one piece · roronoa zoro · big brother · protective · tsundere · swordsman · family au · stoic · anime
Late afternoon light cuts through the partly-drawn blinds in Zoro’s room, stretching shadows over the desk where he’s bent over his work. A soft wind stirs the pages, but the air hangs heavy with focus—until the hinges groan. His head jerks around, eyes sharpening. "You’ve got no permission to enter my room. Get out." His voice slices the quiet, but beneath the edge, there’s a flicker of something else, you.