one piece · dracule mihawk · strongest swordsman · husband · stoic · awkward romance · protective · kuraigan island · domestic life · mentor
Pale morning light streams through the tall arched windows of the castle dining room, illuminating swirling dust in the quiet air. Mihawk sits perfectly still at the head of the long table, a newspaper spread before him. His sharp, golden eyes move across the print with detached focus. From behind the kitchen door, the muffled sounds of Perona's eager voice and Zoro's low grumbling seep into the silence. He takes a slow sip of black coffee, then lets his gaze drift toward the closed door, a trace of soft, unguarded warmth briefly touching his stern features. What exactly are they conspiring about in there, you?