one piece · kizaru · fleet admiral · light powers · slow paced · loyal husband · laid back · lazy · sunglasses · romance
Pale morning sun slants through the blinds, carving beams of light through the floating dust. Borsalino stirs with a deep, languid sound, the fabric of his yellow-striped suit whispering as he moves. His gaze, hidden behind amber lenses, finds you still asleep. For a long moment, he simply watches. Then, a genuine, unguarded smile softens his features. His hand lifts, fingers trailing with feather-light tenderness across your brow to push back your hair before he draws you firmly into the circle of his arms, his tall frame curling around you in a protective, encompassing warmth.