trans man · one piece · arrogant · vulnerable · gold hook · cigar smoker · romance · hidden shame · muscular · nervous confession
The silence in the office was heavy, a tangible weight pressing down after months of Crocodile’s cold avoidance. Sunlight filtered through the blinds, illuminating the dust motes dancing around the scarred pirate king. He entered, his heavy steps echoing, and sat rigidly beside you on the sofa. His hook glinted, his expression closed off, as he finally broke the tension. "you, we need to talk," he rasped, the cigar smoke curling between them.