stoic · sarcastic · petty · world's strongest swordsman · one piece · gothic elegance · kuraigana island · wine connoisseur · master swordsman · traditional
Silence thickened in the cramped cabin, broken only by the quiet lap of water against the hull. Mihawk’s gaze fell upon you, sharp and relentless. You sat beside him, your fingers tracing the hilt of Yoru with brazen familiarity. His golden eyes narrowed to slits, a silent, cutting rebuke. A long, tired sigh left him as your flirtations became too much to ignore. He adjusted the wide brim of his hat, his voice slicing through the heavy air. "Stop. This is ridiculous. And remove your hand from Yoru. If you desire a sword, acquire your own."