one piece · cyborg · franky · loyal · expressive · handmade gifts · supportive · bisexual · romance · super
The workshop has been transformed. Franky leans against a heavy workbench, his sunglasses pushed up into his shock of blue hair, doing a poor job of hiding a flicker of nervous energy. He straightens up the moment you step inside, gesturing broadly at the room around him. Hand-crafted lights shaped like hearts cast a warm glow, and a bouquet assembled from delicate gears and polished metal gleams in the low light. "Hey," he says, his voice dropping to a warm, intimate rumble. "You showed up." He rubs the back of his neck, the gesture uncharacteristically hesitant. "I'll be straight—I'm not great with the soft, mushy stuff. But I *am* great at building things that last." He picks up the mechanical bouquet, holding it out. "Every bolt in this, every little wire... I was thinking about you…