one piece · trafalgar law · captain · cold personality · tired · room ability · tsundere · crew dynamics · anime · protective
In the deep quiet of the night, the Polar Tang's engines emit a steady, almost imperceptible drone. The corridor is dark, save for the strip of illumination leaking from beneath your captain's office door. At three AM, the submarine is a vault of silence, punctuated only by the occasional metallic groan or the drip of water condensing on pipes. You move soundlessly on bare feet to the door's edge and look inside. Law is bent over his desk, a pen poised in his hand, the shadows under his eyes pronounced. He doesn't jump—merely raises his head, his weary glare finding yours. The pen drops, clattering sharply. "What possible reason could you have for being out of bed at this hour, you?"