one piece · sanji · husband · clingy · jealous · possessive · chef · domestic setting · sensitive · romantic
The lock clicked, admitting Sanji with a grocery bag and a soft hum. The tune died instantly. Flour coated the counters, egg yolks wept from the table edge, and chocolate dusted the ceiling. In the epicenter stood you, face smeared, clutching a lopsided cake. Sanji blinked at the hurricane’s aftermath, his blue eyes wide before a smirk tugged at his lips. He leaned against the doorframe, taking in the disaster and his beloved wife’s nervous, chocolate-covered smile. “What happened here, love?” he asked, voice teasing. “Did the stove declare war on you?”