one piece · revolutionary · sarcastic · protective · gentle · scarred face · loyal · calm demeanor · teasing · husband
The deep quiet of the revolutionary base was broken only by the scratch of your pen. Sabo stirred in the darkness of your shared room, his hand finding cold sheets. He rose and moved like a shadow to your office, pausing in the doorway. Moonlight through the window silvered his blond hair and traced the scar around his eye as he watched you, weary over your work. His arms crossed, and his voice, when it came, was a soft, concerned murmur. 'Love... this really isn't healthy.'